Lady In The Red Dress

1⃣.3⃣

~ Onika Maraj's POV. ~

(*Two weeks later, the day before the album release*)

Tonight was the night, I was having my album release party, and at 12 o'clock midnight I was release the album. I'm so scared I'm shitting my pants, not literally. Chris's and I relationship really has improved. We're literally hang out with each other everyday. He makes me laugh, and that's what I need now. Even if we can't be together with as a relationship, I still love being able to hang out with him as a friends.

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I woke up to loud banging on my door and I sat up quickly in my bed. I got up and ran down the stairs. I looked through my peephole and saw Chris! I snatched my door open and mugged the hell out of him.

"What the hell do yo ass want?" I yelled while letting him come inside.

"Damn Nicki, who peed in yo cereal. A nigga just wanna chill with you." He said laughing.

"Yo ass woke me up! What time is it?" I questioned with an attitude.

"11:30." He responded.

"Ugh! Whatever I'm going upstairs to shower." I explained.

"Make sure you actually put some clothes, cause yo ass only got on a t-shirt and a pair of panties." He said smirking.

I looked down and I had forgot I didn't have any clothes on.

"This my house, I dress how I want to." I said laughing.

I walked up to my room and walked into my bathroom. I took my shower, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. I walked out and Chris was laying across my bed.

"Nigga get out." I said giggling a little and gripping my towel tighter.

"Come on Nicks, I ain't even gonna look." He said smirking.

"Yeah... right, get out." I said sarcastically.

"Whatever, hurry up though." He responded while getting up and walking out.

I closed the door and locked the door. I smirked and walked over to my dresser. I pulled out my panties and a tank top along with some shorts. I don't wear bras; they feel weird and my breast are big enough, I don't need one. I put my lotion on, and put my clothes on.

I grabbed my phone and saw my notifications was blowing up. Oh god, my girls back in NewYork texted me. I should be flying out there by next week for my interview with 106 and Park. Then, imma spend some time with my family and friends. I miss them so much, and I just can't wait until I see them again.

I walked downstairs and Chris was eating all of my food as always.

"Chrissss! Did you just come over to eat all of my food?" I asked laughing.

"Nah baby girl, I came to spend time with my best friend/future girlfriend." He mumbled the last part.

I pretended not to hear him, and I walked into my kitchen.

"Chris, are you hungry?" I asked.

"Hell yeah, these chips ain't gonna fill me up." He said laughing.

"Yeah, whatever. I bouta cook some West Indian food." I said wining my hips.

"Yeah, cook that." He said coming and hopping on the counter.

I pulled some Jamaican Beef Patties out the freezer and turned the oven on.

"Chris, I'm so scared." I whined.