I stirred around in bed feeling Drake wrap his arms around me. "Mm! What did I tell you?" I shoved him off of me stuffing the pillow behind me.
"You really still on that shit?" Drake asked making me roll my eyes. "You damn right I am! Mr. Champagne papi, keep yo wandering hands over there!" He smacked his lips throwing a fit and I was just fine with that. Until he learns he doesn't have to touch on every fine fan that he meets he won't be touching on me. I was fine letting him shine but nigga was starting to shine too bright.
"London I can't do this shit." He sat up rolling me over on my back so we could be eye to eye. "Now I apologized for putting my hands on her and that shit was inappropriate. You know I can't sleep right without you under me, I don't want any sex just cuddle with me." I smiled making him do the same. "Nigga you really thought you had me?" He smacked his lips flopping back on the bed. "You don't need to cuddle with me just imagine that fan's fat ass and you'll drift."
"Maybe I will." He mumbled making me pick the pillow up and smack him with it. "And I'm let ya boy Chris shoot his shot since you don't know what you got." He laughed making me look over my shoulder. "Chris the homey, you ain't crazy enough and he definitely ain't crazy enough to do that now go to sleep." He yawned rubbing his face.
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We were up early this morning because Drake had to look for a suit for the BET awards, it was two months from now but he still wanted everything in check. I told him don't go with no basic ass suit, although suits will never be a down fall I just wanted him to stand out.
I sipped my coffee looking through different fashion magazines to find the person I want to make my dress. I wanted some J-low Beyoncé shit. I was going to go with someone local for Olivia's fashion show though, that was next month. She called me last night all happy about it but I knew it was really because her and Trey were good again. I wasn't mad at it cause if that child was his he could've kissed Olivia good-bye!
"Your mama just texted me telling me to tell you to call her." I scrunched my face up grabbing his phone reading it for myself. "I'll think about it." I mumbled tossed it into his lap. "You sure know how to hold a grudge huh?" He shook his head disappointed in me.
Me and my mom weren't on the best of terms right now because she doesn't feel Drake is for me. My mom is real blunt and sometimes that's the problem. I have enough people sending me pictures of Drake in the club entertaining other women and to come home and have to hear about it is irritating. I knew I could only be mad at Drake but it was so easy to be mad at the people who keep bringing it up. I've tried letting him sweat it out by not touching me, silent treatment but as soon as I think we're getting somewhere there's another recent picture surfacing.
Then he has the nerve to want to go public, I don't know about other bitches but I rather get played in peace. I rather no one know me if shit does hit the fan so I won't be the fool. We laugh at dumb girlfriends everyday and I refuse to entertain the media for even one day.
We pulled up to his designer's home as the driver put the car in park. His designer was a lesbian and we always had fun here and she made me feel so welcome. Drake took my hand as we walked to the door ringing the bell.
A few seconds later there she was; Charly Ryns, one of the best damn designers I knew. "Hello!" She smiled hugging both of our necks. "Come in. Come in!" She moved out the way letting us by. "Now I already have a few ideas for you Drake and I know it's gonna look good on you." She went on and on as we entered her huge two story closet. I took a seat in the chair pouring my own champagne as they talked.
I loved the life Drake was providing for me, don't get me wrong I had my own money but his money was better. I never thought I'd be one of those women who loved designer more than anything but I was becoming that.
"You feeling the look?" I looked up covering my mouth but it didn't help any because I laughed. "No! Hell no! I said unique but not that damn unique." I laughed harder fanning myself. He had on a black blazer that had spikes on the shoulder looking like if he bumped someone he'd knock the sonic rings out they ass.
"I thought the shit was fly." He looked in the full body mirror trying to convince himself. "I told him it was a no go London but he insisted." She shrugged folding her arms. "Well how about we keep looking for the perfect one, we'll keep this just incase." I pulled down the blazer off of his arms tossing it in a pile. Charly laughed following Drake back upstairs.
My phone vibrated catching my attention and it was Olivia. "Hello sister." I smiled wedging the phone between my ear and neck. "Me and Trey are having a cookout at his house tomorrow, you and Drake are welcomed." "You know we'll be there, Drake needs to cool his ass off anyway." She laughed but I was serious. "What's going on with y'all now?" I scrunched my face up looking at the phone. "Uhm not too much sis cause you and Trey always finding something new to argue over." She laughed making me do the same.
"I'll have to tell you tomorrow cause this shit is a whole story then some." I shook my head just thinking about it all. "Oh Lord, you and Ciara have to give me the run down. She's fucking with a new nigga now." I laughed not even surprised, Ciara was a City Girl and if she felt like you wasn't on her level she was quick to leave you where you stand.
I was about to say something but Drake came down the stairs in a Navy blue suit catching my eye making me joke on the first word. "I'll see you tomorrow girl." I hung up the phone looking Drake up and down with a smile. "You look good." He smirked posing in the mirror.
"We're definitely keeping this one but I want more choices." He frowned. "Man this is good enough ain't nothing wrong with this." He looked the suit up and down. "This ain't no Kids Choice Awards this is the BET awards now go." I pushed him forward so he could leave. This was gonna be a long afternoon.
An update on London's life.. I wonder will her and Drake will even last
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