Intimate || Imagines & Unfinished Stories

003 Your Very Own | Drake & Stephen Curry

October 16, 2005
Toronto, Canada
7:48pm
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After Aubrey left I cleaned I up and
cooked some dinner.

I cut on the TV and flipped through numerous channels until I found something interesting. TMZ.

Aubrey always cursed me for watching it but it was addicting. Once you saw one episode you have to watch the second one to know what happens next. I laughed at the thought of Aubrey. My thoughts began to drift.

All dressed in white holding a bright yellow bouquet in one hand and fixing a curl that hung over my face with the other. Admiring my own beauty. How my dress hugged my body and laughing at how even with heels I was still small.

Having my mother adjust my veil with tears in her eyes because she was so proud of her baby girl. Having my father walk me down the aisle to an awaiting Aubrey.

He would recite the most meaningful words of his life to me. Then he would slide the ring I've been waiting so long for. He'd then lift my veil and lay the golden kiss upon my awaiting lips.

"Asia!" Kenya yelled snapping me out of my dream before Aubrey could kiss my lips

"What?"

"He was here huh?" She asked

"No." I lied

"I told you. Didn't I?"

"Kenya please no." I begged

"Look at yourself. He doesn't love you. I'm doing this for your own good." She said walking out

"Kenya." I called after her

I heard the door slam and I knew she was gone. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand. Aubrey always told me to text him before calling so that Kayla never found out. So I hesitated before clicking call.

It rang for a while before I heard shuffling on the other line.

{"What?"

"Kenya-"

"What about her?"

"She told to stay away from you while face healed or she was going to tell the press you beat me."

"So what?" He growled upset at how slow I was talking

"You didn't stay away and she left a second ago to tell the press."

"Fuck. You talk to damn much. Keep our business between us dammit!" He said before hanging up}

Drake POV
"I'll be back." I said kissing Kayla's forehead

I grabbed my keys and left the house. I had been over Kenya's house I few times to pick Asia up so I headed over there.
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'Knock Knock'

I knocked for the third time and I'm getting impatient. She finally opened the door and was about to slam it closed when she saw me.

I pushed the door and she finally let me in.

"Why are you beating my bestfriend?!" She roared shifting her weight on her right leg

She was beyond beautiful and thick. I liked them that way. She had an attitude that her body was begging me to fix.

"Hello to you too." I said with a smirk

She waved her hand for me to hurry up.

"Going to the press would ruin my career and you wouldn't want that would you?"

"I don't care for you plus your beating my bestfriend."

"I'm not beating her. Plus she grown so how you gone tell her who she can't see?" I asked and by this time I was looking down at her small figure

My hand draped up her thigh and gripped her waist. Pulling her into me. She swatted my hand down and I laughed

"I like a challenge." I whispered to her

"Aren't you fucking Asia?" She asked pushing away from me

"Come on Kenya. I know you want me so let's make a deal."

She waved for me to continue.

"Okay. You don't tell the press and I'll let you have your way with me."

"No. How about I don't tell the press and you handcuff to my bed and have your way with me." She said, by this time she was looking up at me with a slight smirk

"Deal."