19 year old college student, Beyoncé falls in love with the city's most wanted criminal and drug dealer by the name of Hov. She knows that he's no good for her, but she's too in love to care about the consequences. Read for more. {slow updates}
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"I think you've been asleep long enough." Beyoncé said when Hov began moving around a little. It was a Monday and she had an early class that she surprisingly went to. After the hour class, she decided to come to his place so they could nap together – his words.
She was relieved that she could now breathe regularly since he moved from the comfortable spot, which was resting on her stomach.
He ignored her and tried falling asleep, but was interrupted by her nudging his head. "Get up," She whined, "I'm bored and hungry."
"And what the hell I suppose to do with that information?" He slurred, cuddling under the pillow.
She rolled her eyes, "Whatever. I'll just call up my other guy and let him fulfill my needs."
That made him open his eyes fully and stare at her as if she had lost her mind. "What?" He asked, wanting her to say it again to be sure he was hearing clearly.
She chuckled at him suddenly caring. She stroked the back of his head and leaned down to peck his lips, "Just kidding, but I do want you to wake up and talk to me."
He already knew that he wouldn't be able to go to sleep so he decided to stay awake and try his best to entertain her even though it wasn't something he wanted to do.
"Can we go on an adventure or something?" She questioned. He rubbed his face, furrowing his eyebrows a little before staring at her.
"Like what?"
She turned her phone around so he could see the ad that caught her attention. It was bungee jumping, something she always wanted to do.
"Hell nah," He groaned, "I'm not doing that white people shit with you. I'm from the hood. I'm not jumping off nothing."
She faintly laughed, "You suck."
He cuddled next to her, laying his head on her boobs, "Fasho. I'll be that. Go get your own food."
"Noooo," She whined, "I don't even know what I want. Have you ever had Chipotle?"
"Heard about it." He said.
"Well let's go."
He didn't fight her on it as she got out of bed and went into the bathroom. She began to freshen up from earlier and even brushed her teeth again. While doing so, Hov finally got out of bed and decided to join her in the bathroom. He pissed and then washed his hands.
He then stared at her and smiled to himself. He didn't know what it was, but her presence made him feel a type of way.
"Can you stop staring at me?" She asked, spitting out the toothpaste, "Weird ass."
He looked at her through the mirror while walking towards her. He stood closely behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist. Moving her hair to one side, he kissed her neck and then her collarbone.
