I woke up and checked my phone. I had seventeen missed calls.
They were primarily from Chris. I sigh and call him back.
"Hello," I say. I was still sleepy.
"Yn please baby," he says. I mentally roll my eyes. "Chris no I'm tired. I always used to wonder what was wrong with me. Why you never liked me or why other guys wouldn't talk to me. You keep cockblocking me and now someone is actually trying and you're telling me you like me," I tell him.
"I'm sorry Yn I never meant to make you feel like that. I have always liked you I just didn't know how to tell you," he tells me.
"Oh word. Even after dating and fucking girl after girl," I laugh.
"It was just to distract me I swear. Yn Royalty loves you and my album is dropping and I just want you there for everything," he says.
"And what if I want to just be friends," I ask him.
He sighs. "I can accept that I guess," he sighs.
"Chris I'll call you later," I hang up.
I get out of bed and go make breakfast for myself. While I'm in the middle of cooking, there's a knock on my door. I'm on my onesie ...I wasn't expecting company.
"Hello?" I look through my peephole and see...Drake?
"Oh hey," I say. He smiles at me. "Hey sleepyhead," he laughs. I let him in.
"Oh you cook," he smiles while smelling my apartment.
"Yeah you want some," I ask him.
"Yeah let me see what you got mama," he smiles.
"So," I start.
"Have you talked to Chris," he asks me.
"Yeah I just told him like it is," I say while flipping pancakes.
"Which issss...," Drake questions while lifting an eyebrow.
"He only wants me when another man is around. I always thought I was ugly or something because guys never wanna talk to me but really it's just him keeping guys away from me," I sigh.
"You thought you was ugly? Shawty you crazy," Drake laughs.
"You're beautiful," he says getting closer to me. I blush a little.
"Don't let me burn this food," I laugh.
"Fuck the food I'll eat you with all these damn ice cream cones," he smirks referring to my ice cream onesie.
I playfully roll my eyes and finish what I'm doing.
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"Damn we have to start a family the way you're cooking," he laughs.
I roll my eyes. "You're welcome."
Before I start eating, I ask him a question. "So why are you hear exactly."
He stops eating and looks at me. "For you of course. I wanted to see if you was okay," he tells me.
"Well I am," I say. He smiles at me.
"Now I still wanna take you on a date," he tells me. Before I can answer, grabs whipped cream.
"Sir what are you—," he sprays it onto my nose.
"Ewww," I whine. I wipe it off my nose and put it on him. He licks my fingers.
"You're disgusting," I laugh.
He chuckles. "So can I take you on that date," he cheeses.
I think about it. "I mean I guess," I say while trying to hold my smile.
He walks over towards me with the whipped cream.
"Hey I said yes," I protest. He smirks.
"I know." He puts whipped cream on my lips and licks it off and kisses me.
"Freak," I mumble into the kiss.
• • • • Here y'all go. I have another one coming but I'm running out of ideas y'all 🥵
