Who Knew (Unedited)

Greet and meet up

" So about introductions down stairs, I'm sorry about that. When them nigga's high they just forget how to act around outsiders" Drake said with a serious face. I had been a fan of Drake for YEARS so I can't lie that I wasn't having a small micro fan girl moment but that bull down stairs turned me all the way off. And why was this man staring at me so hard, like he could see through my soul.
" Its fine I have brothers so I know how dudes get." I said waving him off as I started back walking to the exit. It was getting kinda awkward and intense, I don't know what's up with him but DRUGS KILL children. 
Next thing I know is dude starts walking behind me. I've never heard of Drake being crazy but you know he was a child star so he might be. Suddenly he grabs my hand softly from that side to stop me and starts that looking into my soul thing. " Hey, let me make it up to you tonight, please? I know first impression are everything and it would bother me if you left here thinking I'm some kinda clown." He said throwing a little laughter in his voice towards the end.  I didn't know what to say, I honest don't know why he would care about my opinion of him. I know G is his artist but my interview wasn't even with him.  
After taking a long pause I finally say yes and whisper out  my personal number number.  Just to make sure he knew I explained " You know you do don't have to do this, I'm not going to botch his interview story just because of a miscommunication."
"I know you wouldn't,I can tell your a good girl. But I need to get back down to the studio before them nigga's send out a search party. I'll hit you up to make solid plans around 6:30." He said laughing slightly and gave me one last awkward look before walking away.
What in the heck is going on with him? A man that fine shouldn't be that weird smh.