"Where the fuck did you go? Your girlfriend busted our balls..." Clinton asked when I went back.
"It's none of your business.. And well.. I'm sick of her." I answered.
"Oh.. Really? I see you finally came to your senses..." my brother threw his hands in the air.
"Fuck off.. I am going back home.. I am not in the mood to talk to a dick like yourself." I said and grabbed my jacket.
"Lemme guess.. Did you bump into Drake?" Clinton cheekily asked.
"Don't you even remind me of him... Cause I'll find him and break his freaking nose... Fuckin gremlin.. " I muttered under my breath.
"He's a cool gu-"
"Fuck you, I'm outta here.." I shouted before he could even finish what he wanted to say.
I started walking away but that's when Jackie approached me looking confused.
"Where do you think you're going?" she asked.
"I'm leaving."
"I'll come with you." she said and raised her eyebrow.
"Hell nah." I exclaimed and started walking away from her.
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MISTY'S POV*
"Oh you got a nice place!" Drake spoke once we walked in my apartment.
"Yeah... It's probably smaller than your bathroom, but whatever!" I chuckled.
"Size doesn't matter.. It still has character!" he exclaimed.
"Size matters!!!!" I shouted.
"Really? Are we still talking about houses?" Drake asked and laughed.
"Maybe..." I playfully said and he came closer to me.
"Gosh.. You're irresistible when you're flirtatious.." he quietly spoke.
"I'm not flirting with you Mr Bell.." I smirked.
"Oh too bad! What do I have to do to make you flirt with me then?"
"Um... Kiss me!" I smirked once again.
"Come here.." he said and grabbed me gently by the waist. A second later I felt his lips on mine, I jumped on him and he led us to the couch, he placed me on it and got on top of me. Soon enough our clothes were lying on the floor.
