Remember Me | D'Angelo Russell

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D'Angelo leads me to the dance floor and we dance for a while.

I feel my throat get watery and I feel like I am going to throw up.

"Where's the bathroom?" I asked D'Angelo.

He leads me upstairs to what I'm assuming is his bedroom.

"Just to the left," D'Angelo says. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fi-" I almost make it to the bathroom but then I throw up...all over my clothes and D'Angelo's carpet.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry!" I groan.

"You're fine, stay here. Let me find someone to clean this up!"

D'Angelo walks out of the room.

A few minutes later Dlo comes back with a toothbrush,toothpaste, and a shirt.

I brush my teeth and D'Angelo walks me to another room.

"Here, lay down." D'Angelo says.

"Will you lay with me?" I asked D'Angelo.

He's taken aback by my sudden outburst.

"I mean, if you want me to, yeah?" D'Angelo responds answering my question with a question.

I laugh for no reason.

I wanna dance.

No, I wanna sleep.

No, I wanna kiss D'Angelo's fine ass.

Wait what?

"You need to change your shirt Trinity!"

"It's so hot in here!" I complain.

I take off my shirt and D'Angelo looks away from me.

"Now put on the other shirt." He says, still looking away.

"You put on the other shirt!" I point at D'Angelo laughing.

D'Angelo chuckles and I sit on the bed.

"Help me take this off please?" I point to my necklace around my neck.

I face D'Angelo and he keeps his eyes on my face not looking at my upper body.

He sits across from me facing me too.

I look into his eyes as he places his hands on my neck trying to take off the necklace.

Once it's off I look at D'Angelo.

"Thank you," I smile.

"Put your shirt on!" D'Angelo exclaims.

"Shut up!" I smack him laughing like a maniac.

"You're a lightweight," He laughs.

"And you're an unusual attractive man!" I reply.

"Wait what?" D'Angelo asked.

I don't reply, instead I wrap my arms around D'Angelo's neck pulling into a kiss.

D'Angelo kisses me back and I climb on top of him.

"You're so fine," I say in between kisses.

My hand makes it's way up D'Angelo's shirt and I break the kiss taking it off.

We fall back onto the bed and my hands make their way to D'Angelo's belt.

D'Angelo pulls away from the kiss.

"You're drunk Trinity," D'Angelo says.

He lifts my body off of his and he sets me down on the bed.

I roll my eyes "No I'm not!"

I try to kiss him again but D'Angelo moves away.

"Trinity, come on!" D'Angelo puts a hand on his neck. "Just lay down please!"

"Why don't you wanna kiss me?" I asked frowning.

"I do wanna kiss you, but with you movin your hands all up my body and touching me like that isn't going to work. I won't be able to control myself!"

I giggle to myself. "That's what I like about you D'Angelo! You're such a- dang it what's the word I'm looking for?"

D'Angelo shrugs his shoulders.

"Sweetheart!" I exclaim.

"Thank you, now lay down!"

"Okay okay, I will calm down Mr. Daddy!"

"What- Mr. Daddy?" D'Angelo chuckles.

"Give me one more kiss and I'll lay down, deal?" I say putting my hand out.

"No, lay down now!" D'Angelo laughs.

"Please," I beg.

D'Angelo pecks my lips and I frown.

That's not a real kiss!

"A real one!" I demand.

D'Angelo rolls his eyes and he kisses me for a few seconds.

I feel him about to pull away, so I grab him by the neck so he can't pull away.