Chapter 6: Why Me?

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“I like this.” Nicki said as she kissed Drakes neck.

“Yeah?”

“Umhm.” Nicki had been over at Drake’s all morning. They had been in Drake’s bed watching TV, kissing, cuddling, and enjoying each other’s company.

“It's almost eleven.” Drake caressed her cheek.

“So.” Nicki said as she kissed his temple.

“So, let's go out somewhere.”

“Like where Drake?” Nicki was starting to get irritated. She didn’t want to go out anywhere. She just wanted to stay in with him.

“Like the mall. Let me take you shopping.”

“To the mall? As in a public mall?”

“Yeah the mall.” Nicki looked at Drake like he had two heads. “What?”

“Drake I’m not going to a public mall.”

“Why? We can’t be like regular people and enjoy ourselves at the mall?”

“No because were not regular people. We’re Nicki Minaj and Drake.”

“Please?” Drake flipped Nicki over and devoured her neck. He was sucking like his life depended on it.

“Aubrey” Nicki moaned. “Aubrey stop it your gonna leave a hickey.” Drake popped up.

“Then say yes.”

“No.”

“Your choice.” Drake moved to her neck again and continued.

“Okay” Nicki said softly.

“Hmm?” Drake continued.

“Okay” Nicki said a little louder.

“Hmm?”

“Okay! Okay okay okay. I’ll go.” Nicki giggled.

Drake didn’t stop. He kept sucking and nipping at the skin on her neck. When he was finished he lifted up and kissed her lips. The two shared a passionate kiss and when they broke apart they were both out of breath. Drake rolled off of Nicki and onto his back.

“You know you’re really good at that.”

“I know.” Nicki got up and went over to Drake’s mirror to look at her neck and there it was, a deep purple hickey right where he had been sucking.

“Oh, look what you did.” She grabbed a pillow from his nearby couch and threw it at him.

Drake had his ear-to-ear smile on his face. “Hey it's not my fault your skin is so luscious. Come here.”

“No.” Nicki giggled then ran out of the room. Drake jumped up and chased her out into the hall. He grabbed her by the waist to lift her up and carried her back to his room then plopped down on the couch so that she was straddling his lap. Nicki kissed him and ran her hands up his muscular bare chest. His hands stayed planted on her hips until she pulled away.

“But seriously babe I’m not even dressed to go out.”

“You look fine. You'll blend in even better this way.” Nicki had on a pair of black leggings, a pink fitted tee, and hardly any makeup but she looked beautiful to him.

“But I don’t have a wig and you gave me this.” she pointed to the hickey on her neck.

“Your hair is pretty you don’t need a wig.” He said while playing with her ponytail. “And besides, now everyone will know you’re mine.”

“If anyone recognizes me without a wig and sees my hair my life will be over.”

“You’re so dramatic.” he said as she laid her head on his shoulder. “I’m sure your fans would love to see your hair.” Drake stroked her back.

“Well they’ll have to wait until pigs fly.” Drake pulled the hair tie out of Nicki’s hair and it fell to her shoulders.

“Now you just have to wear some shades like me. It’ll be fun I promise. Okay?

Nicki sighed. “Okay.” She still wasn’t convinced.

*****

Drake and Nicki had been having a great time roaming around the mall. Nicki had forgotten how fun the mall could be. She so was use to having her stuff brought to her by her team. So far no one had spotted them and Drake had bought Nicki everything she wanted. She had some new dresses, a couple pairs of heels, and some designer jeans. As the two were walking towards the Gucci store hand in hand Nicki spotted a photo booth.

“Oh! Babe look! I haven’t been in one of those in forever.”

“Well let’s go then.” Nicki smiled and pulled Drake over to the booth. The two had fun taking pictures and then went to White and Black because Nicki wanted to pick out some clothes for Drake.

“Do you like this?” Nicki held up a red cashmere turtleneck sweater. It was cold since it was almost December and she wanted to help him pick out his winter wardrobe.

“Yeah but I think I like the black one better.” Drake wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.

“You and your black. I’m trying to give you a little color in your life.”

“Hey, I don’t always wear black but that sweater does look better in black.”

“Fine.” After picking up a few more things, the two decided to go to the movies.

“What about… Olympus has Fallen.”

“Umm okay. I haven’t seen a preview for it one but it sounds good.” Wrong. From the time the movie started Nicki was not feeling it at all. From the title she thought it would be an adventure movie with some fantasy mixed with sci-fi. She had no idea it would be blood and gore.

“Drake can we leave.” She whined and hid her face into his neck. That torturing scene had just come on and she couldn’t stand it anymore.

“What baby you don’t like it? Drake’s eyes were still fixed on the screen.” He loved these types of movies.

“Nooo. Please let's go.” Drake was really into the movie and wanted to finish it but if it would make her happy they would leave. To his surprise Nicki didn't want to leave but instead watch another movie. They were now watching Tyler Perry's new movie Temptations: Confessions of a Marriage Counselor and he was bored out of his mind. They were about 40 minutes into the movie when Drake thought of another way to keep himself occupied. He lifted the divider and slid her into his lap then started kissing her neck.

“Babe I’m trying to watch the movie.”

“Drake kissed her hand. “I’m bored.” he whispered into her ear and she felt chills down her body.

“Please.” Nicki gave him her best puppy dog face and even in the dark he could still see her pretty brown eyes.

“Fine…” Drake smirked. “but you have to sit here.”

“Fine with me.” she snuggled into him and enjoyed the rest of the movie. When it was over the lights came back on and Nicki looked up to see Drake sleeping.

*****

Back at Nicki's house they were in her home studio because Nicki wanted him to hear a beat. She was considering putting it on her new album and having him featured on the song.

“This is a good beat.” Drake smiled and Nicki smiled back.

“Yeah it’s got a good flow.” She sat on his lap in the office chair that he was sitting in and kissed him again for the hundredth time that day. She couldn’t get enough of his lips. They were having a full on make out session when Safaree came into the room. The chair wasn’t facing him so he couldn’t make out what Nicki was doing. Once he realized that Nicki was kissing Drake he was livid. How could she play him like this? Only two days ago she was locking lips with him and now she was making out with Drake. He needed to get rid of Drake. He was wrecking any chance of them ever getting back together.

“Nicki get off of him.” Safaree was speaking through clenched teeth and his fists were baled up tight. Nicki recognized Safaree’s voice and immediately felt violated. Was he stalking them? Why does he always have to fuck up our moments?

“Safaree what are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here? What are you doing here with him?” Safaree pointed to Drake.

“Him has a name and you know what it is.”

“Yeah it’s white boy.” Safaree looked Drake dead in the eyes. “So get the fuck off my woman.”

Drake gently slid Nicki off of his lap and got up to face Safaree. “Your woman? Are you out of your mind?” Drake was seriously starting to think that. She’s not yours and I think she’s made that pretty clear to you.”

“Stay away from her.” Safaree pointed his finger in his Drakes face.

“She loves me not you.”

“Oh really, has she told you that?”

“What Nicki and I tell each other is none of your business.”

“She doesn’t love you man she loves me. She always loved me.”

“And yet I’m the one kissing her.” Drake challenged.

“Yeah you’re not the only one kissing her.” Safaree smirked.

“Safaree.” Nicki said sternly from across the room.

“What? You haven’t told him yet?” Safaree asked. “Well this should be fun. Do you want to tell him or should I?”

“Safaree please don’t do this to me.”

“No Nicki, what is he talking about?” Drake wasn’t a dummy and he could sense something was going on between them and he was going to find out what. Drake looked at Nicki and waited for an answer but he didn’t get one. Nicki just stared at the ground. She couldn’t bear to look at him.

“She kissed me white boy.” Safaree broke the silence.

“Safaree!” Nicki yelled. Drake couldn’t speak. He couldn’t look at either of them. The whole great day they had just had was a lie. All of it was a lie. He quickly got himself together and headed for the door but Nicki ran in front of him and blocked his way. She placed both of her hands on each side of his face.

“Baby look at me.”

“Stop.”

“Look at me.” Drake reluctantly looked down into her eyes.

“I love you. Only you. Safaree and I are nothing. I love you.”

“How convenient.” And with that Drake made his way back up the stairs and out the front door. Nicki was crying at this point. She didn’t want to speak to Safaree ever again but the worst part was that she was leaving to go back on tour in two days. There was no way she’d be able to fix this in two days. Another thing ruined by Safaree. Why me?