Every single thing hurt. I couldn't even open my eyes. Everything around me was dark. I could hear the voices around me, familiar voices. I finally mustered up enough energy to try and open my eyes. I was in a hospital room. IV's were in my arms, and I was in a hospital gown. "What's going on.." I whispered. My twin sister Natalie looked over at me, her hazel eyes glossed over. "Oh my god.. Nic.." she whispered. My best friend, Skate ran out of the room for some reason and she made her way over to me. "You're awake.." she whispered smoothing over my hair. "What's going on.. where am I?" I asked. "You were in an accident.. Another car hit you and Sammy.." she said. I gave her a confused look, and fear crept on to her face. "Who the fuck is Sammy..." I said, as Skate stood in the door way with an unfamiliar boy. "What did she just say?" he asked. ---------------------------

LaMelo Ball and Solana Rowe are coddled into a fantasy precarious relationship that perhaps, through a tumultuous storyline of salacious and melancholic storyline, mirrors their own troubled love story. The Chino Hills prospect who has now become an NBA Player, and the St. Louis Missouri singer have created this complicated sonic perception of a raw dysfunctional but orgasm-worthy 20-something love. To the outside world, the pair looks picture perfect, they're powerful, beautiful and appear a strong couple, but as the storyline progresses you see the complexities of their relationship both on and off camera; the pair discuss infidelity, betrayal and falling in and out of love. The visual is the perfect accompaniment to the dysfunctional, yet raw love that is created sonically. Their union is mostly one of conflict, with the two consistently challenging one another before falling into warm reconciliations and exploding again. It's exhausting, but it paints such a vividly accurate portrayal of tempestuous love and how it's hard not to fall for both characters. This is a self-destructive couple that fights and drinks too much but can't seem to keep their hands off each other. The bickering always leads to makeup sex, as detailed on the steamy, explicitly intimate action. Out Of Love. (Inspired by Twenty88's Out Of Love project)

"𝙻-𝙾-𝚅-𝙴, 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎?"

2𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝗼𝗼𝐤 𝗼𝐟 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐘𝗼𝐮