Chapter 4: Make it Official

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The whole day had passed and Nicki still hadn’t heard from Drake. She figured he wanted some space after what happened. She was still mad at Safaree. She didn’t understand why he couldn’t just be her friend and nothing more. Why did he have to act like such a child? Did she make a mistake letting him back into her life?

Why did he have to push for them to get back together so badly? After what he did to her he should be lucky she even wanted to be friends. The thoughts continued to run through Nicki’s mind as she got dressed. It was almost 6:00 PM and she was getting frustrated with Drake not responding. When she finished she decided to text Drake.

-       Hey

After 10 minuets Drake still hadn’t replied. Nicki was beginning to feel like Drake was avoiding her, but she had to be sure.

-       Im comin over if thts ok…

Still no reply. Nicki put on her shoes, grabbed her purse, then headed to her pink Bentley. The whole ride there she was wondering if it was the right thing to do. If he wasn’t answering her calls or replying to her texts then maybe he didn’t want to be bothered with her. Nicki fought the urge to turn around but stuck to her gut and kept driving to Drake’s house. Once she got there the security guards let her in. Nicki looked around the kitchen and living room but saw no Drake so she walked up to Drake’s bedroom to find that the door was locked.

Nicki took a deep breath then knocked on the door. “Drake, it’s Nicki. Can you let me in?” Nicki waited a minuet and got no answer. As she was about to knock again she saw the door crack open. As the door opened all the way she saw a tired looking Drake.

“Nicki, what are you doing here?” Drake said rubbing his cheek. For being punched in the face four times, he didn’t look bad. The only thing that showed he’d been in a fight was the swollen left side of his face.

“Aw, are you okay?” Nicki asked rubbing his left cheek.

“I’ve been better.” Drake placed his hand on top of hers.

“Good because now I can be mad at you for not answering my texts or calls.”

“You called me?”

“Don’t play dumb. You know I called you like five times.” Nicki said, crossing her arms.

“I didn’t know Nic I swear.” Drake turned around and went through the pants he was wearing the night he stayed over at Nicki’s. “My phones not in here. I must’ve left it over at your house.” Nicki side eyed him. “I swear I don’t have it.”

“Fine, I’ll check at my place when I go back home.” Nicki said while walking into the room. “But if it’s not there your ass is grass” Nicki threatened, punching him in the arm.

“Ouch.”

“Baby.”

Drake smiled. “Only for you.”

“Whatever. Are you putting ice on that?”

“On what?”

“Your face dum dum.”

No. Men don’t need ice.”

“Are you serious right now? Men don’t need ice.” Nicki said, mocking him. “You got your cheek all puffy and swollen and men don’t need ice. I’ll be right back.” Nicki went down stairs and got an entire tray of ice and put it in a plastic bag then headed back to Drake’s room. “Where’s your linen closet?”

“Down the hall to the right.”

After getting a face towel Nicki went back to Drake. “Sit.” She demanded. After Drake sat on the bed Nicki slipped into his lap. She wrapped the towel around the bag then gently rested it on the side of Drakes face. “Doesn’t that feel better?”

“I guess.” Drake shrugged.

“Men don’t need ice.” Nicki muttered as she rolled her eyes. “So when are you taking me out? It was supposed to be today remember?”

“I know but I made reservations for tomorrow night.”

“Where?”

“My favorite restaurant in L.A.”

“Really, and where is that?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Tell me.” Nicki whined.

“If I told you then it wouldn’t be a surprise now would it?” Drake kissed her cheek.

“That's not fair Nicki wined.”

“Life’s not always fair is it ?” Drake said with a smirk.

“You keep that up and I'm gone.”

“You're bluffing.”

“I'm not.” Nicki stated with attitude.

“Yeah you are. You and I both know you don't want to leave any of this Drizzy charm.”

Nicki tried to keep a straight face but that line was too corny. “Shut up.” she laughed and playfully hit him in the chest. Drake placed another kiss on Nicki’s lips. Nicki deepened the kiss and pushed Drake back on the bed. Nicki straddled his body and continued their make out session. After a while Nicki finally broke the kiss.

“That should hold you over.”

“Hold me over till what?”

“Hold you over from me, cause until you tell me where were going you’re not allowed to touch me.” Nicki grinned getting of off him.

Drake’s eyes got wide but he quickly composed himself. Two can play that game. Drake thought. “That’s fine with me.” Lies. “I waited over four years for you. I think I can wait a little longer but can you?” More lies. All Drake wanted was to attack her lips right now. Their make out session had sent him into a frenzy. He felt like he was dying not touching her when she was right there in his bed, but he wouldn’t let her know that.

“I think your lying.” Damn Drake thought. “I think you’re thinking about me right now.” Nicki crawled over to him. “And I think that you’re the one who’s bluffing.” Nicki said while straddling his body again.

“And how would you possibly know that?” Drake could feel his adrenaline rising.

“Cause I’m a bomb kisser.” Nicki whispered in his ear. Drake was getting hot and could feel that special something rising in his pants. “And that’s why you wont be able to go five minuets without kissing me again. Isn’t that right?”

“T-That’s not true.” Drake barely got out.

“I don’t like liars Aubrey.” Nicki said sucking on his neck.

“I’m not tellin you where I’m taking you.” Drake exhaled.

“Well if I don't know then how am I supposed to know what to wear?”

“Just dress up nice.”

“That doesn’t help me. I always look nice.”

“Cocky much.”

“You know its true… let’s play a game.” Drake lifted his eyebrow wanting to know more. “The moment you kiss me that’s when I win and you have to tell me where were going.”

“What if I win?”

“You won’t.” Nicki said seriously. “Ready?”

“Yeah.” No.

“Good.” Nicki smirked. She felt his hardness and decided to torture him a bit and began to grind her her hips. Drake’s entire body stiffened. He gripped her hips and made her stop.

“You can’t do that.”

“I can do whatever I want. It’s my game and there are no rules.” Nicki stated and continued grinding. She leaned forward and sucked on each side of his neck and heard his breathing get faster with every move she made. She decided this was her chance so she moved up to his lips. She ran her tongue over his bottom lip and Drake lost it.

Why is she doing this to me?

Drake was trying so hard to hold back but couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to slip his tongue into her mouth. Drake was on cloud nine. He couldn’t believe this was really happening. After almost five years of chasing Nicki he finally had her. Almost. All he had to do now was make it official. Drake pulled away and looked into her eyes.

“I win.” Nicki stated with a devilish grin. “Now tell me where we’re going.”

Drake sighed. “I’m taking you to my favorite restaurant in LA.”

“What restaurant?”

“I’m not telling you.”

“But that’s not fair. I won.” Nicki pouted.

“But you cheated so that’s all you get to know.” Drake moved Nicki off of him and headed to the bathroom.

“Where you going?” Nicki asked.

“To clean up some mess.” And with that Drake disappeared into the bathroom.

*****

The next night Drake arrived at Nicki's house at 8:00 PM to pick her up because the reservation was for 8:30. Drake rang the doorbell and waited patiently for Nicki. He checked his phone while he waited and looked up when he heard the door unlock. Nicki opened the door to reveal herself in a stunning red dress that was knee-high and hugged her body in all the right places.

“Wow… you look absolutely beautiful.”

“Thank you." She smiled while spinning around.

“You ready?” Nicki grabbed his hand and led him to the living room to sit on the couch.

“Almost. I’ll be right back.” She dashed up the stairs to put on her heels, get her purse, and check her blond wig with dark roots one last time. When she came back downstairs she was wearing her solid red pumps. Drake couldn't stop staring she was gorgeous and that dress was doing everything for her body.

“You look gorgeous.” Drake complimented again as he stood up.

“You told me that already.” Nicki smiled.

“No. I told you that you were beautiful before. Now I'm telling you you're gorgeous. There’s a difference.” Drake said pressing his forehead against hers. “Ready to go?”

“Yes and now will you telling me where were going?”

“I think you can hold on for a little while longer.” The two made their way outside to Drakes car. Drake opened the passenger door for Nicki and she slid in. Drake walked around to his side and they were off. In about 15 minutes they arrived at the restaurant “Here we are.” Drake said. Pulling up in front.

Nicki looked out of her window and scanned the restaurant from the outside. The lights were on but no one was inside. “Is it open?” she asked.

“Of course it’s open.” Drake laughed. “I just had it reserved for us tonight so we can be comfortable. This way we wont be bothered. It's our first date and I wanted it to be perfect.”

 “Your off to a good start.” Nicki said in approval.

Drake walked around to Nicki’s side and opened the door for her and helped her out. Drake handed the keys to the valet and he drove his car around to the back. As Drake and Nicki walked towards the entrance of the restaurant and the manager came into view.

“Good evening Ms. Minaj and Mr. Graham.” The manger greeted the pair with a big smile. Welcome to La Cachette. We are honored to have you two dine at our restaurant this evening. If there’s anything that we can do to make your experience more enjoyable please do not hesitate to let us know.

“Thank you James.” Drake said.

“Let me show you to your table.” The manager led them to the center of the restaurant and pulled out their chairs. Once they sat down the manager handed them their menus. “Your waitress “Kevin will be out in just a moment. Have a great night.” And with that, he left.

“This restaurant is really pretty Drake.” As soon as she said that the waiter came out with a picture of water.

“Good evening.” he said then filled two glasses in front of Nicki and Drake. “I am absolutely honored to be in your presence tonight. I have all of your albums and I’m a huge fan of both of you but I won't bore you with my life story. Anything in particular you'd like to drink tonight?” Kevin said beaming

“I'll take the finest wine you have.”

 “And you miss Minaj?”

“I'll just stick with my water for now.”

“Okay well I'll be back right away with your wine sir.” Kevin said before dashing off to the bar.

“What you don't drink anymore?” Drake teased.

“Don’t play dumb with me. You know after that night I don’t drink anymore. I can’t hold my liquor to save my life anyways so I'm trying something new.”

“And what would that be?”

“Not drinking… at all.”

“That doesn't mean you have to only drink water.”

“So what to you suggest I drink?”

“I don't know Coke or something.”

“Aubrey I'm fine with water it's not that serious.”

Just then the waiter came back out of breath with a wine glass, an ice bucket, and a bottle then set it in front of Drake. He pulled the glass closer to Drake and poured it half way full. He then set the ice bucket on the table and put the bottle in it to chill.

“Thank you.” Drake said. “And can you get a coke for her?”

“Absolutely Sir.” before Nicki could protest the waiter had dashed off again. Drake looked over at Nicki cheesing.

“You think you slick don’t you?” Nicki asked giving him her dead face.

“I think I’m a lot of things.” Drake answered with his goofy grin plastered on his face. The waiter then came back and placed the coke in front of Nicki.

“Now would you like to order?” Kevin asked pulling out his pen and pad.

“Um, I think we still need a few minuets.” Nicki said looking over at Drake.

“Yeah, five minuets please.” Drake said, dismissing Kevin.

*****

The night was going smooth. Drake managed to not make a fool out of himself and felt like he was presenting himself well. He went through a lot to have the restaurant completely reserved but he wanted to do what ever it would take to have Nicki as his. Nicki on the other hand was having doubts. She was wondering if this would really work. Drake had always showed her how much he loved her and was doing a great job now, but was she ready? Could she really put her heart out there only to be broken again? Messing with Drake was fun but she was having cold feet about being in a committed relationship again. The last person she was with was Safaree and she remembered clearly how that turned out for her. She was beyond confused but if she were going to be in a relationship with anyone it would be Drake.

“What are you thinking about?” Drake said taking a bite of cake into his mouth.

“You… us I guess.”

“Nicki I want you to know that I’m serious about this. I can take care of you. Please don’t let what Safaree did to you affect your feelings for me. I am not him.”

“I know.” Nicki said with her head down.

Drake leaned across the table and lifted her chin to look at him. “Then let me in. Let’s make this happen. I love you.”

Did he just say he loves me. Why is he doing this right now! “Drake don’t do this right now.”

“Don’t do what? I’m just telling you how I feel so that you know this is real.”

“But you’re expecting me to say it back and I can’t do that right now.”

“I don’t expect you to do anything except be mine. All that extra stuff can come later. So?”

“So what?” Nicki smiled.

“I’m trying to make this official so…” Drake got up from his chair and kneeled down in front of Nicki. Just then the violinists made their way over to the table and played a beautiful melody.

“OH MY GOD! WHAT IS HE DOING? Nicki panicked in her head.

“Onika Tanya Maraj.”

Is he doing what I think he’s doing?!?

“Will you be…?” Drake reached over and put Nicki’s hands in his.

NO. He can't possibly be doing that.

“Would you do me the honor of…?”

CRAP!

“Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

Nicki sighed in relief. “Damn Aubrey you gotta girl thinkin you were bouta propose or something.” Nicki said finally beginning to breath normally again but she still hadn’t answered his question.

“Well will you?” Drake looked into her eyes. Drake tried to wait patiently for the answer but the wait was killing him inside.

“Yes Aubrey I’ll be your girlfriend.” Once she said that the biggest smile spread across his face. Drake stood up and pulled Nicki up with him.

“I promise you for as long as I live I will never do anything to hurt you.” He towered over her small frame and kissed her passionately and she kissed him back. This had to be the best night of her life. Once they pulled apart Nicki hugged him around his waist and laid her head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat. “You ready for me to take you home?”

“Yeah and I want you to stay over too.” Nicki grinned and leaned up to kiss him again. After Drake paid the bill and the two gave Kevin their autographs, the couple was on their way to Nicki’s house and held hands the entire drive there. Drake pulled up into the lot, got out, and opened the door for Nicki. 

“I’ll be there in sec. I have to make a phone call.”

“Okay, see you inside.” Nicki gave him another kiss and made her way inside the house. As soon as she walked in she took of her heels. “SHIT!” Once she approached the kitchen she felt a sharp pain rip trough her foot. She looked down and saw glass all over the floor. “What the hell?” As she looked up she saw that her entire kitchen was wrecked. She called out for her security guards but no one answered. The only other person who had a key to her house was Safaree but she didn’t see him.

She limped to the living room and there he was as drunk as a sailor lying on her couch. He had a bottle of vodka in his hand and several other different bottles of alcohol on the table. Nicki looked around with wide eyes as she found that her living room was trashed as well. She looked over at a drunk Safaree with tears streaming down his face. Safaree finally noticed her and tried to get up. He attempted to walk over to her but stumbled and fell during the process. He crawled over to her, hugged her leg, then looked up at her.

“B-b-babe…” he said between sniffles. “P-please take me back.”

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