Not the full chapter, but deze was dying so I posted something :))
Chapter 2
Drake.. POV
I woke up and thought about yesterday and what today would bring. I flipped on the tv and lounged on the couch.
“Drake and Nicki Minaj were seen leaving the Young Money after party together. What does this mean? Well we have yet to find out. Nicki was said to have been carried by Drake bridal style out to the car.. What do you guys have to say? Yay or nay.. Go to E online to put in your votes. Ryan back to you” The television went. They always got something to say. I got dressed and headed to the studio..
“Hey Nicki Nick” I greeted hugging her.
“Mr.Minaj, You recording today?”
“Naw just chilling.. You?”I asked messing with some equipment.
“Nope.. Who all here?”
“Just us”
“Aw”.. I could tell something was on her mind..
“Whats Up Nick? What on ya mind?” I asked as she fiddled around in her purse.
“ Drake I know you said you’d wait on me .. And you love me. And all that.. But why? Any other man woulda just fucked me .. And that’s that…. It’s complicated with you.. Why?”
“ See that’s the thing I’m not any other man and I don’t want to just fuck you..” I said getting closer. “ I want to make love to you. I don’t want to hit it and quit it. Not you.. Why? Because you’re too good for that..You’re a keeper. You’re crazy, beautiful, sexy, funny, talented. And if that’s not something to wait for. Then I don’t know what is… I love you.. It may sound crazy as hell but I do…I love your personality, attitude everything..”
“I don’t understand.I get scared when I’m around you.. Im Scared of you. Last night I was completely vulnerable.. And Onika doesn’t roll like that.. Nobody has seen me like that. Then here you come..”
“Why are you scared I got you girl.. Everything I’ve ever said about you was true.. My songs everything.. You don’t have to be so hard all the time..”
“But I do have to be hard.. I do I do” She yelled stomping her foot on every “I do” Tears.. Fell out of her eyes.. “ See! this is the shit I‘m talking about.. I don’t cry.. I don’t cry in front of people.. I have to hold my shit together. Its not just me riding on this.. I can’t be the one people walk all over.. I have to hold my shit down.. I have to be the fucking boss ALL the damn time. I can’t slip up. And you make me slip up.. You make me wanna show you the other side. I’m scared to let you in.. I’m scared because…………(pause)………..you make me weak… and I don‘t wanna get hurt” she explained ..
“Its okay to cry. If you slip up. I’ll catch you.. You don’t have to be a boss all the time.. I’ll help you.. Just let me.. Let me make you mine. Let me love you. Let your self love me.” I exclaimed holding her
“But that’s just it Aubrey. I -I don’t know how… ” she said wrapping around me.. Tears streamed down her face.
“I’ll show you.. You just have to let me”
“No! No!..” she yelled releasing me, backing away.said shaking her head..
I went over and picked her up.. Surprisingly she let me, her arms wrapped around mine. Her hands laying on my shoulder. I whispered in her ear.. “ I’ll never leave you” I felt her sobbing..
“And I mean that… I’d give up the world just to be next to you”
She looked in my eyes as the tears rolled down her cheeks. I bent down and cupped her cheeks, kissing her soft beautiful lips... She pulled back.
“I can’t. I can’t. I’ve got to go.” She said running out the studio.
I ran after her. I tripped on something and splattered all over the floor. By the time I had gotten outside her car was speeding down the street and out of sight.
“Damn Aubrey” I kicked at the air. “Way to fuck up some shit!”
Nicki POV.
I raced down the street angered at myself, Drake, the slow car in front of me, the whole world. Fuck everybody! I wanted Drake so bad, but I was stopping myself from getting him. I was the only damn thing standing in the way. Me! “O’nika” just couldn’t let her pride go. It started to rain. Just fucking great. I pressed the button to make my top come up on my convertible, but it wasn't working. Whyyyy right now?!!? I stomped my foot down on the pedal as I thought of how much I was fucking my life up. Of how I loved a man so much, but wouldn’t show it. I parked in my drive way almost forgetting my keys as I got out.
I stormed in the house. Slamming the door.
“What the FUCK!” I screamed. I stood looking at a naked SB and his girlfriend. Not too long ago he had told me they loved each other. Any other moment that thought would’ve warmed my heart, but now it angered me.
“Nick. Ni- I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” He apologized
“ I'm soaking wet from the rain and I don't have time for this shit! UGHHH!” I was angry and jealous. I wish that was me and Drake making love to each other on the couch. Thinking of that made my eyes water. I ran upstairs to my room and locked door. I cried myself to sleep as Safaree knocked on the door pleading to come in.