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Mistakes (Part 2)

(Dave Pov)

I rolled my eyes just getting irritated all over again thinking about how Aaliyah really fucked my mood up earlier. A nigga couldn't even get a nut without her coming and fucking it up. I did all that sweet talking for no reason. Had to get lil mama a damn uber home. I took another hit of my blunt as I laid back on the couch.

"Nigga what's wrong?" Trey asked. "Fuck you mean?" I asked. "You been huffing and puffing all damn day, big bad wolf headass." He said making the group laugh. I shook my head, "Shut up, man Aaliyah fucked my mood up earlier. I mean calling back to back to fucking back, then when I pick up she's just like we need to talk. Like damn, obviously if I didn't answer the first 100 times you should know, I'm gonna call you when I'm done." I said venting.

"Well what did she want to talk about?" Chris asked. "Hell if I know. I told her angry ass to chill out and call me when ahe finished." I said. "Ohhh noo. Nigga let me know how the doghouse work out for you." Trey said. "Whatchu mean?" I asked. "Obviously she needed to talk to your ass aboug something serious or else she wouldn't have calles so many times. Like come on, when has she ever did that? Then you just say she's tripping and go on with your day? Yeah, you're in deep shit." Chris said shaking his head.

"Aye don't try and tell me shit about my relationship. Neither one of y'all bitches can even get a relationship." I said laughing. "Aye Chris how is it writing love songs when you lonely as hell?" I said clowning him. He threw a empty soda bottle at me as we all laughed.

I got up and walkes towards a quiet part of the hotel room. I pulled my phone off of the charger and saw my notifications blowing up. The shaderoom hoe ass, Hollywood unlocked, baller alert and some other blogs I never heard of was tagging me. Countless people were tagging and dming me. I opened one from some man, 'Hey man, I know you and Chris cool, and I know you probably still hung up on Aaliyah. But since she single, I wanted to see if I could shoot my shot without no beef.' His message said.

What the hell he talking bout? Aaliyab ain't single. 'Shoot your shot if you wanna get shot nigga.' I replied then I looked on the shaderoom, which rarely happens. 'Dave East and Aaliyah Young broken up after 7 years?' The headline said in bolded laters. Apparently they're assuming that we broken up since she supposedly deleted all pictures of me.

I clickes on her profile only to see that I'm blocked. What the fuck actually going on? I called her phone but she didn't pick up. Soon my notifications went crazy again. I clicked on the shaderoom again and saw that they posted pictures of Aaliyah and some nigga hugged up at the club.

I instantly called her another three times without a answer. I left a very nicely worded voicemail before going back to the shaderoom. They just posted a video someone in the club with Aaliyah took. You could see that she declined my call and continued to be all cuddled up with some nigga named Ruben.

"Aye I gotta get to New York. Now!" I said going back to the main area. "I gotchu man." Chris said pulling out his phone. Aaliyah got another thing coming if she think I'm ok with this bullshit.

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(Aaliyah Pov)

I smiled once more as Ruben and I posed for my snapchat. "I'm ready to go. You coming with me?" I asked him. Ruben smiled and grabbed his phone. "Let's go baby girl." He said grabbing my hand.

Once we made it back to Dave's house, we immediately went to his room. While he distributed kisses down my neck and chest, I looked around seeing the lights on the cameras I had set up before leaving. Once I saw that they all were on, I went on with the show.

I unbuttoned Ruben's pants as he laid on Dave's bed. He was freeballing, but I noticed that back in the club. We were too heated for any type of foreplay. He pulled me on top of him, instantly thrusting up into me. I rested my hands on his chest and began bouncing. It felt so good feeling someone inside of me.

He gripped my waist while he sucked on my nipple. I couldn't get my eyes to come from the back of my head. I didn't even notice how wet I was. He gripped my hair and pulles it back giving him more access to my neck.

He flipped us over so that he was on top. He held my legs out wide, making me do a split as he pumped into my guts. "Oh shit Ruben." I said as I tried pushing his pelvis away. He slowed down and finally my eyes looked down. He wasn't even all in. I really fucked myself up with this.

I began rubbing myself as he slowly thrusted. He rested his forehead on mine while looking into my eyes. He licked his lips before kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips were juicy and soft. He pulled away from me and looked up at the mirror on the ceiling. I watched as he bit his lip and let his eyes roll back.

I felt my walls contracting. I huffed and gripped his wrist. "Please baby." I whined. "Tell me beauty. Tell me what you want." He said as his accent seemed to get heavier. I knew I was creaming by now especially since my toes were curling. "Please give me all of it." I begged as my breath became even more ragged.

He scooted closer and leaned into me giving me every single inch of himself. My mouth formed an O as he began to go harder. "You're so fucking beautiful, our kids will be blessed, having your looks." He said in my ear. I smiled as my hands gripped his back. If this is how all foreign men are, I should have left a long time ago.

Tbc