Personal Paparazzo (ft. Les Twins)

Missed You

~24~

"Do you have to go?" He asks pulling pants over his drawls.

I pout and nod pulling the bedsheet higher over my chest.

No, we didn't. We just got really drunk, stripped, and passed out.

It's the day I go back to the twins. I'm not nervous. Not this time. I'm gonna stand my ground and demand what I want. And I want to just do my job. No strings attached. No romance just strictly work relationships.

After we get dressed, Aubrey helps me to the airport. When we get there, I just sit in the car.

"I don't wanna go."

"Why?" Aubrey looks over at me.

"I don't know I just don't feel li—-"

"You just don't feel like talking to them and standing your ground?"

"Yes! Exactly. I don't know what they'll say." I cry out.

Aubrey looks at me for a few seconds before getting out of the car. I get out a minute later and watch him put my last bag on the curb.

"You goin, kid." He says handing me my carry-on bag.

"Don't you want me to stay?"

"Hell yeah I do. But you've been talking about how this is your dream so you gotta go and don't let anyone get in your way." He smiles and pulls me towards him.

"Ughh okay. Fine." I fake whine.

He laughs and kisses me gently on my forehead before kissing my lips.

"Miko!"

I look around and see Larry's tree ass. I smile and hug him.

"I missed you, Miko!" He squeezes me super tight.

"Can't breathe." I rasp out.

He lets me go and I turn back to see a suspicious looking Aubrey.

"Larry this is Aubrey. Aubrey this is Larry." I introduce.

As soon as I said Larry Aubrey's face softened.

"Nah. That's Drake, Miko." Larry daps him up. They talk a bit before Larry helps me with my bags.

I turn to Aubrey one last time.

"Don't worry. I'm yours, okay?" I grab his hand and kiss it.

"You're mine. Got it." He smiles and kisses my hand.

"I'll call you when we touch down." I say as I hug him.

He nods and we part ways. As Larry and I walk he looks at me weird.

"What's your problem?" I laugh at him.

"Thas your boyfriend? Drake?" He asks with a worried expression.

"Yeaahh? Why?" I ask playfully squinting at him.

"Lau can't compete with that. He gonna be hurt." Larry sighs.

"Why would he need to compete..." I sigh. "Don't tell me he's not over it!"

"He try and get you back." Larry admits.

"No! I only want work relationships this time. No romance." We walk towards the terminals.

"You love him? Drake?" Larry asks.

"I-I... it's fresh and we're taking it slow." I hesitate.

"Well you didn't say yes for sure so I think you and Lau is a maybe." He chuckles. "He will love what you wear by the way." He motions to my breast sitting pretty in my dress.