Chapter 5: This Kiss

In this moment, Nicki could do nothing but stare at Safaree. He looks so helpless. She thought. Deep down she felt sorry for him but she was still pissed that he had wrecked her house. Nicki knew what Drake would do once he saw Safaree. She was scared for him because she knew Safaree wouldn’t be able to defend himself in the current state he was in. Safaree was still crying on her leg mumbling things she couldn’t make out. She couldn’t think straight.

One minute she was on cloud nine coming back from probably the best date of her life and the next she was standing in her wrecked living room with glass in her foot and Safaree’s big ass crying on her leg. Deep down she still cared about Safaree and she didn’t want Drake to hurt him. She would have to sacrifice the beautiful ending of her night for him. She shrugged Safaree off of her leg and he collapsed onto the floor. She began to hop away on her good leg. When Safaree realized she was leaving, panic washed over him.

“NO! NICKI! DON’T LEAVE ME!” He shouted.

“Shut up!” She told him after she turned around.

“NICKI! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE DON’T GO!” Nicki hoped back over to him and gave him a hard slap.

“I said SHUT. UP.” She hoped back away and this time she didn’t hear Safaree yelling, only his sobs. Nicki finally reached the front door and when she opened it she saw that Drake was still on the phone. When Drake saw her he smiled.

“Hey hold on a minute man.” Drake pulled the phone away from his ear. “Sorry babe I’ll be inside in a minute.”

“Actually, I’m really not feeling well. I think I need to just… get some rest.” A frown fell upon his face and Nicki instantly felt bad for lying.

“Well maybe I can help you feel better.” Drake said feeling a bit sad.

“No… it must have been something I ate. I just need to be alone right now. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Nicki limped over to him and leaned up to give him a kiss. Once they pulled apart Nicki turned around and limped to the door.

“Why are you limping?” Drake asked suspiciously. Nicki turned around quickly.

“I’m not limping.” She said quickly.

“You’re a terrible liar.” Drake smiled but his face soon turned back serious. “What happened?”

“I just stubbed my toe on something in the house. I’ll be fine but I just need to go lie down.”

“I love you.”

“I know.” Nicki gave him a genuine smile then blew him a kiss. She finally made her way inside and shut the door. She waited till Drake pulled away to go check on Safaree. When she entered her living room Safaree was still on the floor in the same spot. When Safaree saw her, his eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store.

“Baby, y-you came back.” Nicki didn’t say a word to him while she hopped to the couch and sat down. She lifted her foot so that she could see the wound. She saw a little piece of glass from a plate sticking out of her foot. She got up and hopped to the kitchen and carefully maneuvered her way around to find a dishcloth. Once she got back to her spot on the couch she braced herself for the pain.

“You can do this.” She coached herself, taking a deep breath. “1… 2… 3.” On the third count Nicki ripped the glass from her foot and screamed in pain. As soon as she removed the glass, blood started to seep out of her foot. She used the dishcloth and pushed it against her foot to try and stop the bleeding. She was thinking about Drake when Safaree’s mumbling snapped her out of her thoughts. Asshole she thought. But if she really felt that way why didn’t she just let Drake find him and beat him up?

When Nicki was finished exploring her thoughts she removed the now blood stained dishcloth to reveal that her foot had finally stopped bleeding. She hoped upstairs to her bathroom and used a gauze pad and a bandage to wrap her foot. At this point her foot felt so much better and she could at least walk on it gently. Now she was ready to deal with Safaree. She took her time making her way down the stairs and when she reached the bottom she found Safaree lying in the same spot with his eyes closed. Wasted as fuck she thought as she walked over to his head.

“Safaree get up.” No response.

“Get up Safaree.”

“Safaree!” Still no response Nicki finally gave up and headed upstairs to get some blankets and pillows guessing that Safaree wouldn’t be able to make it up the stairs. When she came back down she made up one of her couches for Safaree to sleep on. She went back over to him and nudged him with her foot until his eyes finally opened Safaree was dazed and dizzy as hell but once he laid his eyes on Nicki he was as happy as could be.

Safaree was smiling big. “Nicki you came back. You really do love me.”

“Get on the couch.” Nicki had a blank look on her face because she was tired.

“Nicki-”

“Get on the couch.” Safaree tried his best to walk over to the couch that Nicki was pointing to but stumbled and fell. He then crawled over to the couch and got comfortable under the sheets

“I love you.” Safaree said looking at Nicki but she didn’t respond. Instead she headed towards the kitchen. “Nicki I love you.” he repeated trying to get a response.

“Go to sleep Safaree.”

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Around 1:15 AM Nicki had just finished cleaning both the kitchen and living room. To say she was tired was an understatement she could barely even see straight. As she passed through the living room she saw that Safaree had fallen off the couch but she was too tired to care and continued upstairs to her room. Once upstairs she was scared to take a shower because of her foot so she just changed into some comfortable clothes and hopped into her bed. It was so soft. She sunk down into it. The last thing she was thinking about was Drake before she drifted off into a deep slumber.

When Nicki woke up the next day it was 11:15 AM and she was feeling grouchy. She thought it was a regular day so she got up to take her shower. She was enjoying the warm water running down her body and while that was waking her up the previous day’s events were coming back to her and she remembered that Safaree was downstairs. She finished up her shower, brushed her teeth, and got dressed.

She didn’t think she’d be going out today so she put on some cotton shorts and a white tank top then headed out the room.  Nicki was expecting Safaree to still be on the couch but when she reached the bottom step, she looked up and he wasn’t there. Nicki figured she knew where he was. Just then Safaree’s gagging interrupted her thoughts. Yep, in the bathroom. Nicki went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water then headed to the bathroom to help him out.

*****

Drake had just pulled up to his favorite jewelry store. He was planning on getting Nicki a gift but he didn’t know what. He didn’t want to make her feel constricted but definitely wanted it to say I love you. As he entered the store, the manager immediately greeted him with a huge smile on her face.

“Welcome back Mr. Graham and how are you today?”

“I’m doing great Shelly. How are you?”

“I’m fine… just fine.” She grinned while checking him out. “What can I do for you today?”

“I’m looking for a gift.”

“What type of gift?” she asked as she led him to one of the displays. “This is our new shipment of watches. They just came in this week.”

“No I don't need a watch. I'm not shopping for me. I'm shopping for my girlfriend.”

“Your girlfriend? You have a girlfriend? Who?” Shelly asked getting angry.

“I don’t kiss and tell.” Drake smirked.

“Anyway… what did you have in mind?” Shelly asked, crossing her arms and tapping her foot. Drake caught on to her attitude but paid her no mind. He knew Shelly had always had a thing for him so he let it slide.

“I’m not sure. Not something too serious but still something really nice you know? Something memorable so that every time she puts it on she thinks of me.”

“I think I have something. Follow me.” She led Drake to the back room. “This also came in with our shipment.” Shelly opened one of the cases and pulled out a beautiful diamond necklace. As soon as Drake saw it he knew Nicki would love it. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

“It is. I’ll take it.”

“Okay then I’ll go ring it up for you.”

*****

Back at Nicki’s house, Nicki and Safaree were on the couch. Throwing up had gotten most of the alcohol out of Safaree’s system. At this point he was almost sober. Nicki took a minute to organize her thoughts. She needed to tell Safaree that this was the end of their friendship, not that he had been much of a friend lately. This was it. She was really about to kick Safaree out of her life. But could anyone blamer her? After all the things he’d done to her.

“Look Safaree…” Nicki started. “This can’t happen anymore.”

“I know and I’m sorry about everything Nic. I’ll pay for it. Everything I broke. I promise.” Safaree assured her as he took her small hand into his then looked into her eyes.

“That's not what I'm talking about.” Nicki gently pulled her hand from his. “I'm talking about this. You and me. We can't be together anymore… not even as friends because it’s obvious you can’t do that. I can’t be anything more with you so it’s time for this to end. It’s just time for you to move on. Safaree was in shock. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was he hearing? Was he even awake? This could not be happening.

“Are you breaking up with me?” Safaree asked with a sad face.

“You see that's exactly what I'm talking about!” Nicki said standing up. “We’re not together! I'm not breaking up with you because there's nothing to break up. WE ARE NOT TOGETHER! And until you get that though your head I can’t do this with you anymore!”

“Nic just… please give me another chance.”

“No. We were together once and you messed up a good thing. Now I'm finally happy with Drake and you're not going to ruin it for me.” As soon as Nicki mentioned Drake’s name Safaree was livid.

“What the hell do you mean you’re happy with Drake?” he asked through clenched teeth. “You are supposed to be my mine and you’re happy with Drake? It’s team only Onikafaree Nicki. Team Onikafaree! You can’t just break that up. Come on, we have so much history together and you just gon let Drake come in and just steal that away. You know he’s not good for you. You know he’s not the best for you and I can be that. Just let me make this right. I can make this right and I can make you happy. You just have to let me show you… let me show you that I can be the man that you need.” Safaree took her hand in his again. “Not pussy ass Drake.”

“I have the man that I need. I have a Drake and I wish you could accept that but obviously you can’t which is why we need to have this conversation. It’s over Safaree. We are never getting back together. Like ever. (lol just had to :) ) Drake and I are together now.”

“And since when are you and white boy together? Since yesterday?”

“Yes actually, since yesterday and you had to go and going fuck up my night because you decided to get drunk and- UGH! You make me so angry!”

“That’s why we belong together. Does Drake make you angry? Does Drake make you feel any type of emotion at all? He can’t do half the things I can do for you Onika. You need to stop and realize who you need to be with.”

Nicki was pissed. “Okay that just earned you a ticket out of my house. Who do you think you are coming to my house, wrecking it, having me take care of you, and put up with your bullshit then you tell me what I need to do. No. Get out.” Nicki pointed to the door.

“No.” Safaree answered getting up to face her.

“Get out.”

“I’m not going to because that’s not what you want.” Tears had started streaming down Nicki’s face. This was just too overwhelming and he was getting her to worked up. She didn’t need this right now. “Please stop fighting me. Stop fighting us. I don’t know how many times I’ve apologized. I’ve changed and I will never hurt you like that again. You’ve let me back into your life as a friend and now it’s time for you to let me back into your life as your man.” Safaree leaned down closer to Nicki’s face. “You need to let me be there for you.” Safaree leaned even closer. Nicki looked up at him into his eyes and knew he was serious. Why did she let this happen? Why didn’t she just kick Safaree out and let Drake beat him up last night? At least then she wouldn’t be in this situation, but no. She had to go and try to be nice.

“And most of all…” Safaree continued. You need to let me show you that I can love you.” And with that, Safaree leaned down and placed a passionate kiss on Nicki’s lips.  Nicki was in absolute shock. Oh my god why is he doing this to me? I need to get him off me. This is not what was supposed to happen. What am I going to tell Drake? Nicki tried to push Safaree off of her but he held her in place. That didn’t stop her from trying though. Nicki put her hands on his chest and used all her strength to push him way but he didn’t budge. After a while Nicki stopped fighting. She just stood there hoping Safaree would soon break the kiss but he didn’t. God doesn’t he have to breathe? Suddenly she felt Safaree’s tongue licking her lips begging for entrance. No she wasn’t going to let it go that far. She wasn’t. No.

Safaree sensed her discomfort and finally pulled away and Nicki was relieved. She didn’t know how much longer she would be able to hold off but what she didn’t know was that more was coming. “Stop fighting this.” Safaree leaned down and kissed her neck then moved to the other side. Nicki was annoyed but on the other hand she was enjoying what he was doing but she would never let him know that.

Safaree finished and pulled back up to place another kiss on her lips. This time Safaree slipped his tongue into her mouth. Her head was in another place. She didn’t know where it was but it defiantly wasn’t reality. Slowly, she reached up and wrapped her arms around Safaree’s neck to deepen the kiss. Finally got her. Safaree thought as he enjoyed the moment.

Drake was on his way to Nicki's house so that he could surprise her with the necklace he figured since she was feeling so bad that it would make her feel better. Either way he just wanted her to know that he would always be there for her when she needed him. Drake had to go to the studio this afternoon so he wouldn’t have time to stay but he hoped she’d feel good enough to open the gift.

He couldn’t wait to see her face. As Drake pulled into the driveway he took a deep breath. He knew Nicki was hard to impress but he knew this was perfect. He just wanted her to know he was committed. He got out the car and walked towards the door. He took another breath after ringing the doorbell and waited for her to open the door. When she did his face fell. She looked like she’d been crying.

“Are you okay babe?” Drake wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to his chest.

“No.” Nicki sniffled.

“What’s wrong?” He pulled away to look at her face.

I have to tell him… but he might not understand that it meant nothing to me. This is such bull. “I-”

“I have something for you.” Drake smiled and showed her the box. “Maybe this will make you feel better. You’re probably still not feeling well. That’s why you’re crying right?”

No! “Yeah… that’s why I’m crying. I feel like shit.” At least hat wasn’t a lie.

“You feel that bad?”

“You have no idea how bad I feel right now.” And you’re not making it any easier. Drake opened the box and showed Nicki the necklace. Nicki’s eyes got wide.

“Oh my god.” More tears started streaming down Nicki’s face. “I- I don’t deserve this.” Nicki said in a quiet whisper loud enough for Drake to hear.

“You deserve everything you get beautiful. Turn around.”

“Aubrey-”

“Please?”

Nicki turned around and held her hair up and Drake placed the necklace around her neck. Once he hooked the latch she turned around to face him. “Thank you.”

“Any time.” Drake bent down to kiss her but Nicki stopped him.

“No… I- I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.” She wanted to kiss him badly but she didn’t want him kissing her after Safaree. Another thing Safaree ruined for her.

“You know that doesn’t matter to me.” Drake smiled.

“It does to me.”

“Okay well, I have to get to the studio but I’ll call you as soon as I finish. I hope you feel better.” Drake wrapped his arms around her again.

“Thanks.”

“I love you.”

Nicki sighed. “Thank you.” She just couldn’t say it back. Especially after what had happened with Safaree. She wanted to say it but she didn’t feel she deserved to.

Drake smiled. “Well I’ll see you later then.” Drake kissed her cheek then got in his car and drove away. Nicki watched him until he was completely out of sight. She went back into her house and shut the door.

What am I gonna do?

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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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Chapter 3: Sleepover

The car had just pulled up to Nicki’s house. Nicki had fallen asleep in Drake’s arms and he didn’t want to wake her but knew she had to go.

“Nic, you have to wake up now.” Drake said rubbing her back gently.

“Nooo. Five more minutes please.” Nicki groaned which made Drake laugh.

“You're home Nic.” Drake said gently sitting her up. Nicki let out a small yawn and stretched her arms then leaned back into Drakes body. “What’s the matter? You don’t wanna go home. I bet you’ll be happy to get in that big bed of yours.” Drake joked.

“Can you stay with me?” Nicki asked in a small voice.

“You know I’d love to but I don’t have any clothes.”

“So what? You can just put back on those clothes in the morning.”

“Put them back on?” Drake asked with a grin.

Nicki caught on. “Shut up. You not gon be naked in my bed fool. You know what I meant.”

“I can dream can’t I?”

“Whatever. So are you gonna stay?”

“Of course.”

Drake and Nicki made their way into the house. After Nicki showered and changed, she crawled into the big bed. Drake stripped down to his boxers and slid in with her. Damn he’s fine she thought as she watched his chiseled chest move closer and closer to her.

“You gon stay all the way over there?” Drake asked with his brow raised. Nicki quickly scooted closer go him and snuggled close to his body. She clapped her hands twice and the lights turned off. Drake pulled Nicki closer to him and they both drifted off into slumber. For the first time in a long time, Nicki’s bed no longer felt empty, and neither did her heart.

The next morning, during Nicki’s dream, she felt a hot burning sensation. The feeling was getting hotter and hotter until she could hardly stand it anymore. She was feeling the pain and it was growing, fast. It continued to grow until Nicki’s eyes flew open and she let out a riffling scream. Drake emideiatly woke up when he heard the scream.

“Nicki what’s wrong?”

Tears started to flow down her face. She could hardly speak.

“Nic tell me whats wrong!”

“MY ARM!” She screamed out in pain.

“Drake immediately looked over at Nicki’s arm and saw that it was covered in liquid as well as the sheets around her arm. They were covered in a brown liquid but he couldn’t make it out. When he looked around to see what could have caused it, he was shocked at the sight before him. Safaree was standing in front of the bed looking angry as hell.

His chest was heaving heavily in and out. One of his fists was balled up tightly while the other held a cup of coffee. Drake looked around the room and saw the other cup on the floor. Tears were streaming down Nicki’s face but her mood soon turned to rage.

“SAFAREE YOU THREW COFEE ON ME!” Nicki screamed.

“I come to apologize to you and bring you coffee and you got this nigga half naked in your bed!”

“What I do in my house is none of your concern.” He has got to be out of his mind. She thought.

“Get up!” Safaree said to Drake.

“What?” Drake said getting even angrier than he already was.

“GET THE FUCK UP!”

“Safaree you’re acting like a jealous boyfriend and we're not even together!” Nicki screamed.

“But we could be!”

“NO WE CAN’T! I’m not doing this with you anymore! You need to leave!”

“I need to leave? You choosing this piece of shit over ME?” That was the last straw. Drake got up and walked over Safaree and sized him up. Safaree was a lot broader than Drake and they were about the same height but he figured he could take him. “Come for your ass woppin white boy?” Safaree asked. Without warning Drake decked Safaree square in the jaw. He threw two more punches before Safaree picked Drake up then slammed him into the ground, knocking the breath out of him. He held Drake steady and threw punch after punch after punch after punch. Safaree was about to throw his fifth punch when three of Nicki’s security guards barged into the room. They grabbed both of the men off the floor and restrained both of them and were making their way out the door with them.

“Wait. Let Drake stay please.” Safaree looked over with an evil look in his eyes. “You can do whatever you want with him. I could care less.” Nicki said with venom in her voice. After the guards left Drake went over to his clothes and started to put them on. “Drake I’m so sorry.” Drake didn’t respond. “Are you mad?”

“Yes.” Drake answered dryly.

“Please forgive me I didn’t-”

“I’m not mad at you… I’m mad at him.”

“Oh. So what can I do about that?”

“I don’t think there’s anything you can do.” Drake said getting up fully dressed.

“I’m sorry.”

"Don’t be. How’s your arm?” Drake asked looking down at it.

“I’ll be okay.”

“I’m gonna head out.”

“Your leaving?”

“Yeah.” Drake said rubbing the back of his head.”

“Well… I’ll see you later right?”

“I don’t know. I’ll let you know.” Drake said making his way to her door.

“Bye.” Nicki said sadly.

“See you soon.” Drake said then kissed her lips softly. Nicki watched him leave the house and drive away from her bedroom window. She was pissed. This would be the last time Safaree ruined anything for her.