jordan.
"baby grab all those bottles we about to go to the hotel," rakim yelled across the table to me.
i need to get this nigga out of here now before he really start acting up. i can't believe he's this drunk already, we only been here for 2 hours.
"okay alchy. i hope you have all your shit. meet me outside. ima call the uber for us," i yelled back.
"bari please watch him, you know how he gets."
"i got him jordan, he's in good hands. im high not drunk," bari said laughing as i started to walk out of the restaurant.
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"i love you jordan."
"i love you too baby. how are you feeling?"
"drunk," rakim laughed as he laid his head on my shoulder.
"are we almost there? im starting to get motion sickness."
"yeah, we'll be there in 10 minutes."
"did you have fun at my dinner?" rakim asked me as he grabbed my hand.
"yeah of course, why wouldn't i have had fun?"
"because i know you and i invited symere."
if you knew it would bother me why fucking do it......
"but i only did it because bari wanted to see who i brought in. i wasn't tryna make you feel no type of way." rakim said as he sat up, looking me in my eyes trying to convince me that he had no ill intentions.
"jordan you know i love you and im sorry about that shit in LA. i wasn't thinking and i was being selfish but i want you to know i would never hurt you like that again....jordan i would nev- "
"baby it's cool. i believe you. im not going nowhere," i said trying to calm him down because he looked like he was about to cry.
god he is such an emotional drunk.
i want to believe him.....i really do, but if im being honest with myself, i don't. and what's sad is i don't think he believes himself either.
but what i said was true. im not going
anywhere. im not leaving rakim.
"we're here. let me get the bottles out the trunk so we can go upstairs," i said to rakim as we got out the uber.
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"y'all ready for me to buss y'all ass in uno!" rih yelled as she shuffled the cards.
"nah somebody else shuffle because she be cheating," ferg said trying to snatch the cards from her and failing miserably.
"well while y'all figure it out me and rakim are going to get something to drink." i said as we walked towards the mini bar in the suite.
"clase azul or 1942?" i asked rakim before making our drinks.
"clase azul. ion want that nasty shit. shit burns my chest." rakim laughed as he held his glass out waiting for me to pour his drink.
"you older than me, you a baby!"
"you playing uno with us? we could use another person. the more the merrier." i said nudging him to come play with me, ferg and rih.
"nah im not playing with y'all, y'all be cheating. plus i barely spoke to luka and fatima tonight so im finna catch up with them for a bit. i'll be upstairs" rakim said walking towards the stairs.
i went back to ferg and rih who were still arguing about who was going to shuffle. we played three game. i won once and ferg lost all three. before we could play our fourth symere came up to me.
"hey, you tryna smoke with me outside?"
i thought it kind of rude that he didn't invite rih's pothead ass or ferg to smoke, but i said yeah and followed him to the balcony.
"it's type cold outside let me go back inside and grab my jacket." i said shaking.
"here, take my jacket. i have on a lot of layers on so im not cold," symere said handing me his jacket.
i started to tell him it was cool but i ended up just putting it on instead.
his jacket smelled liked chance by chanel. i wanted to stick my face in his coat.
"thank you bro, you didn't have to do that."
"it's cool, i want you to be warm." he responded, passing the blunt to me.
"so how long have you been modeling?"
"since i was 19. but i didn't start modeling with vlone until i was 21."
"oh so you met rakim at vlone?"
"yeah, i did. and like an idiot i started fucking my boss," i chuckled, passing the blunt back.
"nah you're not an idiot. nah, not at all. y'all are mad cute together."
"i see why he loves you so much. you are a beautiful ass nigga and i can tell you care about him ode. "
"stop!" i blushed, reaching to grab the blunt back.
as i grabbed the blunt our hands touched for a moment. his hand was warm and i wanted to hold it.
i didn't realize i was staring at it until i heard symere's voice again.
"you want to hold my hand?"
"i do b-but i shouldn't, rakim is up-upstairs," i said stuttering.
"nobody can see us. plus it's harmless. we're holding hands as friends," symere said smirking.
"can i hold you as a friend too?" i asked smirking back.
"yeah, you can," he said bitting his lip.
i got behind him and started to hold him.
we continued talking and smoking. i didn't realize how funny symere was.
i was having a lot of fun with him. too much fun with him because i forgot where i was.
while i was holding symere i felt someone kiss the back of my neck and put their hands around my waist. i jumped letting go of symere immediately, almost dropping the blunt.
"it's okay baby, i didn't mean to startle you. if you want to fuck him we can fuck him," rakim whispered in my ear as he undid the button to my pants.
hey guys so sorry this chapter is kind of short but i wanted to save whatever happens next for chapter 6.
i hope y'all liked this chapter.
also take a look at my favorite video of them up top 💕
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until next time 💕
