Me And My Girlfriend.

44.

I've said this multiple times these past few chapters. But thank you to everyone that has been here since day one and the new ones that came along. It's been a real long ride and I enjoyed every bit of it. Some of you guys have been here through many of my losses in my family and stuck around even when I would go ghost and not update for a long time. It was hard writing this whole book out because I had a plot and everything, just didn't know how to write it out but I looking at me getting it done and I'm very proud of myself and how much I've grown over these years.

So thank you all so much. Much love. ❤️
Excuse mistakes.  Main cast in mm.
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Later that night.
Aaliyah.

After everything that happened at our lunch Tupac and I came back home and talked about everything that was on my mind and we cuddled until I fell asleep in his arms. Now it was later that night and the party was beginning to get started. We decided to have a big going away party since Tupac had successful sold the house and we got a new house in California, and things were going smooth we were very happy with everything that was happening.

I had a long talk with Nas and he finally told me mostly everything that I already knew but he told me my father was the one who helped him get out of town and fake his death, it was my father's way of thanking him for helping me in the beginning and being the friend I needed until I met Tupac. I was no longer that mad at my father once Nas and Rashad told me everything, I couldn't be, life goes on.

I looked in the mirror at my dress that I had picked to wear for tonight, I settled on a gold  dress that kind of matched Tupac's suit. He wanted to dress up and a lot of people were dressing up and some were coming casually, both ways were fine, as long as it was no drama.

"Ooo, you look good mamas." Tupac came up to me from behind and kissed my neck. "Now take it off."

"What?" I turned around looking at him as I seen a smirk plastered on his face.

"Take it off, I wanna taste you." He kissed me. "Now."

"Tupac, we have like two or so hours before the party is starting, I still have to to take another shower and do my hair."

"And? Two hours is all I need." He rolled his eyes. "We can take a shower together and I'll help you do your hair."

"But-" Before I started to complain more his lips smashed into mine and I started to give in.

"Either now or you're going to regret it later." He whispered to me in my ear and bit my lip.

He took my straps off of my shoulders and started to slide my dress off of me as I threw my hands over my his neck as he continued until it was fully down and I stepped over it. He picked it up and threw it on a chair and smashed his lips back into mines. I was only left in panties since the dress didn't require a bra and I started to tug at his sweats.

I started to laugh because I should've know from the jump when he walked in not even dressed yet that he was going to try this.

"What's funny?" He laughed with me.

"You are not slick, Mr. Shakur."

"Yes I am, soon to be Mrs. Shakur."

"Is that right?"

He nodded to me looking straight into my eyes as his chocolate brown eyes pierced straight into my eyes and I bit my lip. He is just so amazing in many ways and he makes me so happy, I love this man so much.

He slipped off his sweats and I started to laugh as he picked me up and ran us over to the bed and jumped on it as we both fell and busted out laughing. I started to laugh so much I started to cry.