Drake love story part 1
It was Christmas morning. Your little siblings were rushing into your room.
“Get up Jamie! It’s time to open presents!”
You were 22 years old, and you weren’t really into opening presents. You were up talking to your boyfriend last night until 3 am. You had a sister who was 16, 2 sisters who were 5, and a 4 year old brother. Your 16 year old sister was Samantha. She was absolutely obsessed with Drake. You didn’t know why. She didn’t have a chance with him. His music was okay but he wasn’t iconic.
You went downstairs into the living room and everyone was exchanging gifts. You got up and gave your 16 year old sister an envelope. She opened it up and screamed too loud for Christmas morning.
Samantha: HOLy SHIT!!! CLUB PARADISE TOUR TICKETS? JANUARY 1st???? THIS IS LIKE HIS BIGGEST CONCERT!
Me: of the year! (you joked)
Samantha: funny… cause its on january 1st… funny.
Me: Hahah well there’s your two tickets! Have a blast.
Samantha: I wanna bring you!
Me: umm what?
Samantha: Can you please come with me? Its gonna be so fun!
Me: you don’t wanna bring a friend?
Samantha: none of my friends like Drake! I want you to come with me!
Me: I might have plans. I think.
Samantha: you don’t wanna go do you
Me: I do.. I just
Samantha: No it’s fine
She got up and went upstairs.
Me: What the fuck is this? Full house?
Your family shrugged at you as you got up and went upstairs
Me: Ill go to the friggin concert.
Me: your so pathetic omg.
Samantha: hahaha you love me
Me: Wait.. you didn’t even see what seats we have!
Samantha looked at the tickets
Samantha: FRONT AND CENTER? HOW THE HELL DID YOU AFFORD THIS?
Me: just my whole month’s paycheck
Samantha: omg! im so excited
The days went by slow, and January 1st finally came.
Samantha woke you up at 7 am to start getting ready.
You took her to the nail salon, the hair salon, the mall to get an outfit, to get her makeup done. By the time you were all finished, it was 4 pm and the concert started in 3 hours.
You hopped in the car, and drove into Las Vegas. It was a 20 minute drive, because you lived right outside of Las Vegas in a small town in Nevada.
You couldn’t believe you were spending your New Year’s with your 16 year old sister to a concert you didn’t even like.
All you could do was hope it was fun…
We arrived at the arena 2 and a half hours before the concert and there were only about a 100 people in the arena. It was quiet, and we were bored. We got to our seats and were getting pumped up. We could touch the stage. All of a sudden, Drake walked out.
Samantha yelled and people started filing in faster and flipping out.
He said “Oh oops. 2 hours early.” and started walking back stage
He was joking but Samantha started crying
Samantha: no please don’t leave!
She was yelling and crying and he turned back around.
Tears were coming down her eyes as Drake walked over to her.
Drake: you okay hun?
I could not help but start cracking up and Drake smiled at me.
Body guards were blocking people from running down to the stage, and Drake said “be right back” to Samantha.
He came back out with 2 pieces of paper that gave us a chance to meet him backstage.
Drake: see you later beautiful.
The show finally started. Drake came out and Samantha was screaming and crying. I was laughing at her and dancing. Drake slowed it down a bit and decided to bring a girl to the stage.
Me: damn she’s lucky.
I couldn’t help but start to actually like Drake. I respected him. He could sing, he could rap, he can act, he’s a multi millionaire. I mean…why did i hate him in the first place?
Samantha’s hands were over her mouth and she was jumping up and down.
Drake asked the audience “should i kiss her?”
Everyone said yes and i screamed at the top of my lungs “no don’t. kiss me”
Drake looked at me and started laughing.
Drake: idk how i just heard you but i did.
I blushed and he kissed her on the cheek.
The girl on stage gave me a death stare as I sat down awkwardly. I felt so out of place.
Drake wiped his face with a towel and threw it to Samantha. He was definitely favoring us and I had no idea why.
At the end of the concert, everyone was filing out. We went back stage and asked the security guards where the meet and greet was.
SG: Drake’s not having one tonight. It’s tomorrow.
Me: what? he gave us 2 slips of paper.
I took out the pieces of paper and it said “M&G” with his name signed.
I explained to the SG…”We showed up early to his show and he came out on stage and he handed these to us”
SG: thats impossible, I’m sorry. Anyone can fake a piece of paper.
All of a sudden, Drake walked out near us, and talked to people.
Me: Wow this fucking sucks. Guess we don’t get to meet him.
Drake didn’t look.
Drake: Oh hey girls!
The SG grabbed us and Drake told him it was okay.
I gave the SG a look.
Drake: You are both beautiful. Are you sisters?
I decided not to do any talking. I mean… I was here for Samantha, not myself.
Drake: I love to keep up with my fans… do you guys have a twitter?
Samantha nodded. I did too.
Samantha: you should tweet me and my sister.
Drake: maybe i will. what are they?
Samantha spelled out her twitter as Drake typed it and so did I.
Drake: done. are you guys coming tomorrow?
Samantha: no! my sister got me these tickets for Christmas and I begged her to come with me.
Drake: woah.. you didn’t wanna come see me?
Me: not exactly. but don’t worry. i respect you after seeing you perform
Drake: oh good.
Drake: Id love to see you ladies again.
I knew Drake either wanted to see me or Samantha…not both of us.
Me: I don’t think you will. This is our first concert going to see you.
Drake: well, ill tweet you. We’ll keep in touch. But i gotta go. Nice talking to you ladies.
Samantha: Wait!! One picture.
I took the picture of Sam and Drake and Sam took my camera and said “ok now you 2!”
Drake grabbed my hand, put his hand on my waist, and started rubbing my back, slowly.
I looked at him and he looked at me, like he was concentrating on something. Like someone was giving something to him. Like I was giving something to him. pleasure.
At that exact moment, I knew. Drake was attracted to me.
Drake pulled a little on my shirt as he pulled himself away.
Drake went to go look at the picture and smiled
Drake: Nice meeting you girls.
I nodded and Sam smiled.
When we got home, Samantha logged on to twitter.
Samantha: maybe he dmd me! maybe he tweeted about us!
Me: haha oh sam don’t get your hopes up okay? He’s a celebrity. It happens every night.
Samantha: yeah but we’re pretty! especially you. and you’re his age.
Me: what are you talking about?
Samantha: I saw the way he looked at you tonight. He likes you.
I laughed hard, but it was sort of forced.
Me: get real sam… you on something? And i have a boyfriend.
Samantha: Yeah but who wouldn’t dump someone for Drake?
Me: I love him. It’s been 2 years.
Samantha didn’t answer.
Me: and why are you encouraging this?
Samantha: because I know i don’t have a chance. You actually look like Drake’s ex girlfriends. And i would be the coolest girl at school.
Me: okay. well you already are because you just met Drake.
Samantha screached: I know!!!
Me: get to bed.
I went into my room and shut off my light.
I lied down on my bed and started thinking. I found myself not thinking about my boyfriend, Brian..but I was actually thinking about Drake.
I, 22 years old, was fantasizing about a celebrity. I felt so little. I felt so uncool.
I turned on my lamp light and grabbed my macbook pro on my desk.
I opened it, logged onto twitter, and actually saw my direct messages with (1) next to it.
I started laughing to myself… My heart beat a little faster.
I forced myself not to open it. Not to see who it was from.
I logged onto Facebook and brian chatted me.
I pressed esc and tried to focus on my newsfeed.
Everything inside me was screaming “Open the fucking direct message. It’s from Drake.”
I xed out of my internet and I found myself opening it up again.
I did it a second time.
I logged onto twitter.
jaimex54 password: 920193
I clicked direct messages.
It was from Drake. He actually direct messaged me. 3 minutes ago.
You are so beautiful, it read.
I wrote back
Me: and you are so hot
He wrote back instantly “Do you have a Skype? :) “
I wrote back “Yeaa, jaimexx2”
My hands were shaking.
I went up to the mirror and brushed my hair, put it in a messy bun, applied a small coat of blue eyeliner, and covered up the blemishes that only i could see. I took off my sweatshirt, wearing a tank top and sweatpants, and hopped back into bed, seeing “call from AG1024”
Drake was sitting on a chair in his room with a glass of wine in his hand. His drinking turned me on.
Drake turned to the camera
Drake: Oh heyy
He took a hit and gave it to someone he was with and told them to go.
I hoped he wouldn’t ask me to do anything slutty. I didn’t want him to be like every other guy.
Me: be right back.
Drake waited as I decided to go to my liquor cabinet, and took out a bottle of cotton candy vodka.
I brought it back to my room, and poured it into a glass.
Me: now were even.
Drake: you should come over right now.
Me: what are you talking about?
Before you took a sip, you let him talk.
Drake: Just come to my house. That’d be sweet.
Me: Seriously? Come on.. you don’t even know me.
Drake: but if you came, I could get to know you. This bottle of wine is tired of just me sipping from it.
Me: oh so its about the wine.
Drake: and about me. Come?
How about you pick me up?
Drake: I will. But i can’t drive.. ill have someone come get you
Drake: Ill come too obviously!
Drake: but I’m gonna need your number
I gave it to him
This was too weird. Drake was so sudden. He could do anything if he thought a girl was hot. Being famous had its benefits.
Drake: We’ll be there in 20 minutes
He hung up the Skype call. It was late. Everyone was sleeping. I had to sneak out.
I didn’t bother taking off my sweats..what else would I wear? I threw on a sweatshirt.
A limo pulled up into your driveway and I sprinted out the door. The limo driver opened the door up and I hopped in. I didn’t wanna make myself sound desperate, but this was the first time I’d ever ridden in a limo before.
Drake: how you doin
Me: Im good.
I sat down next to him and he smelled like weed. All of a sudden, I felt like I was one out of the million girls he did this too, and I realized this wasn’t just hanging out with someone. He wanted to play me. I have a boyfriend, and he wants to have me be one of his girls of the night. I wanted to say “fuck it. you live once” but i also wanted to say “no. I’m not letting him do this to me.”
All of a sudden, he touched my knee, and I moved away from him.
Me: So whats up
Drake: Im a bit exhausted
Me: who was with you on the Skype call?
Drake: oh that was 40 and ricky.
Me: are they still there?
Drake: nahh they left. how do you like nevada? have you been living here for a while?
Me: since I was 3.
Drake: damnn. I gotta take you up to Toronto sometime.
Oh please.. he probably says that to all the girls.
Drake: have a glass of wine.
Me: I just had some vodka.. Im good.
I lied. I just didn’t wanna get drunk..not with him. He had to prove himself to me. I didn’t wanna break it to him that I had a boyfriend just yet.
Drake: will you reject it if i pour you a glass? its white wine spritzer… my drink of choice.
He laughed and you couldn’t help but laugh too.
He reached to the front and grabbed a glass, pouring some in.
Drake: cheers. to meeting you at my very own concert, and thinking you were the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.
Me: Seriously? the most beautiful?
Drake: Seriously. gorgeous tan skin, beautiful brown eyes, beautiful hair.
He tangled his big hand through my soft hair, and I felt so much lust towards him doing so.
Me: This really is good.
Drake: isn’t it?
He put his hand back on his knee.
Me: yeah. so where are you headed to after tonight?
Drake: well I have a show tomorrow here, and then a day off, and then Im headed to Los Angeles for a couple of days.
Me: Thats fun.
Drake: I have a couple days to be with you.
He was taking this thing seriously…he was acting like I was his girlfriend. Just then, I couldn’t help myself.
Me: I have a boyfriend.
Drake didn’t answer.
Me: Brian. His name is Brian. He’s really nice.
Drake: He’s one lucky guy.
He didn’t make any difference in facial expression. He was confident. He knew I thought he would act different if I told him, and he didn’t.
Me: Yeah. I love him.
Drake: I had a girlfriend. We broke up about a month ago. Her name was Dollicia.
Me: That’s hard. How long was it?
Drake: about a year.. it was hard. I was always on the road.
Me: That is hard.
Just then, I felt the heat. The limo driver was blasting the heat. I could either tell him to turn it down, or take off my sweatshirt. I didn’t want to be a snob, but I didn’t want to act like I was trying to turn Drake on. I decided to just take off my sweatshirt.
Drake watched me.
Me: Its hot, sorry.
Drake: Louis.. can you turn down the heat?
Louis: are you sure thats not just you guys?
Me: He can keep it on. Im fine now.
Drake: It’s cool.
Louis: We’re here.
He opened the door and I got out. I walked inside his house. It was huge..obviously
I tried to act nonchalant about it.
Me: This place is amazing.
Drake: Haha i guess you could say that.
Me: what time is it, anyway?
Drake: Time to get to know you.
Drake looked at me and smiled. It wasn’t a perverted smile, it wasn’t hinting anything.. it was truly a sweet smile, and I trusted that he actually wanted to get to know me, see what I was all about.
Drake shut the door and walked me into his kitchen.
Me: it’s 3 am. It’s not the time I usually eat.
Drake smiled: right. so what do you do at 3 am?
Me: Honestly, usually I sleep.
Drake: is that what you wanna do?
Me: since when is it up to me?
Drake: since you stepped foot in my house. a guest is a guest.
Me: how about I have another glass of wine and then tell you what I wanna do?
Drake: that’s a good idea.
Drake grabbed a bottle of wine from his cabinet, 2 glasses, and led me upstairs.
He led me into his bedroom and shut the door. It was huge.
There was a king sized bed, black covers, his awards on his wall and a bureau.
Me: Thought you’d have more stuff in here.
Drake: I like to keep it simple.
Drake sat on the bed and poured me a glass of wine.
Drake: go to school?
Me: Just graduated. Got my masters in English.
He took a sip.
Me: you wanna go to school?
Drake: yeah, id love to go back.. you know, mostly for my mom.
Me: that’s.. sweet.
I took another sip and the wine was getting to me.
Me: just tell me now. what are you looking for? sex?
Me: you wanna have sex with me tonight. do you?
Drake: well obviously its not on my “to do” list. but yeah.
Me: What’s that mean
Drake: it’s 3 in the morning. I’m getting to know one of the most sexiest girls I’ve ever met and from my concert earlier. I had way to much wine, too much weed, and I am extremely attracted to you. Making love to you is obviously something I have a desire for, but since its the first night-
I walked over to him on his bed, pushed him down, and lied on top of him.
Drake’s breathing started getting heavier.
I decided to please him. I unbuckled his belt, and put my tongue on the last place I thought I would ever. My mind focused on pleasing him. I realized and remembered that I had a loyal boyfriend, and what i was doing was so immoral but I just couldn’t stop, because stopping meant I was weak.
5 minutes later, I stopped. I took a sip of wine.
Drake was lying there, looking at me, out of breath.
I kissed his soft lips, and felt his lips curve up, begging me to keep kissing him. His tongue swirled in my mouth, as his hands went up my back, massaging it. The things he did made me want to live for sex.. with him. He was a professional, while Brian was an immature teenager. But, as I thought of it, a professional isn’t always a good thing. His cold hands went around my body and the clock hit 3:30 am.
I woke up in his arms at 7 am, absolutely exhausted.
I went to the bathroom, and washed my mouth with listerine, and snuck back into his bed. I was naked. He slept like a baby. I went to kiss his cheek and he smiled, and I suddenly felt like he was my husband of 40 years. I totally forgot he was the hip hop artist everyone knew him as. I just had such a crush.. how he made me feel when I was with him, how he touched me, it was absolutely perfect.
I rolled over and he woke up, slowly putting his arm around me, touching my breast and pulling me in, I turned back again, and his eyes were open.
Drake: Last night was one of the best nights of my life, and I remember it all.
I didn’t say a word. I couldn’t say a word. This “crush” I had on him was so different from the crush Samantha has on him. This crush was so powerful, I predicted it could actually end up hurting me.
Drake: let me make you breakfast or something
I smiled..and then checked my phone.
One new text from Brian.
Hey babe, Im coming over later and were gonna have our movie day :) Wouldn’t miss it for the world.. i love you.
You put your phone down.
Me: No I really have to get going actually
Drake: Oh you do?
Me: Yeah i have this thing that I..
I started putting on my clothes fast
Drake: everybody leaves
Me: no. you said “everybody leaves.” Your drake. Why does every girl leave you?
Drake: not everyone. the players, the strippers, the ones I care most about always have somewhere else to be.
Me: well obviously the strippers and players leave… their title says it all. And what? you care about me?
Drake: I care about getting to know you. You actually seem down to earth, sweet.. you treat me like I’m a normal human being, you gave me a shot when you saw me in concert, you drove your little sister to see me.
Me: I do have a boyfriend.
Drake: I know you do. But then what was last night? Are you just gonna forget about it? Or are you gonna tell him?
I looked down. Oh shit. I have to tell Brian. Do i have to tell him I enjoyed it to an extent that I want to do it again?
Me: Yeah.. i mean yeah Ill tell him.
Drake: no you don’t have to.
Me: Im gonna. Im gonna right now.
I picked up my phone and dialed Brians number and Drake didn’t stop me or tell me it was stupid to do that over the phone.
Brian: babe whassup? you get my text?
Me: yeah i got your text.
Brian: you okay?
Me: just a little numb. Im not at home right now.
Brian was silent
So was I
Me: Baby I cheated on you last night
Brian: dont fucking call me your baby before saying that. are you fucking serious?
Brian: with who?
Me: it doesn’t matter
Brian: I fucking said with who?
He started yelling
Brian started laughing.
Brian: okay when I come over, Ill get you off of that laptop of yours, give you a glass of water, and you’ll be fine.
Me: Im not explaining this to you Brian. Im just telling you the truth. And as a matter of fact, you don’t have to believe it, because Im not necessarily proud of it.
Brian: alright jame
he hung up
I started crying
Drake grabbed me and hugged me.
Drake: Im a fucking mistake. Im sorry Jamie.
Me: know what? just don’t touch me. i just need a ride home and i have to talk to brian.
Drake didn’t answer
Me: I need to fucking talk to Brian. I love him! I hate you. I hate everything. I hate my life! I wanna die. I don’t deserve this. Im fucking 22 years old and my life is over.
Drake: Im sorry.
Drake hugged me again. This time i didn’t pull away. I leaned into his chest and after a minute of his warmth, I brought my lips to his, my sobby wet bitten lips towards his, and we started making out.
We started shifting positions to lie down and I got up.
Me: god what am i doing
I got up again and Drakes eyes were closed.
I grabbed his hand
Me: I dont hate you. I could never hate you. You’re the only person I don’t hate right now.
Drake grabbed my head and brought my lips to his again. He started doing that thing he did with his hands again, but this time not on my back, but my legs..my thighs, in between my thighs. He knew exactly what a girl wanted. I didn’t want sex. I wanted to feel passion and love, and he gave that to me. He made me feel like we were making love, not having sex. They were 2 completely different things.
I pushed away.
Me: Just take me home. In a car. Not in a romantic limo where I’ll be tempted to just keep doing this, because its wrong. Its wrong for my family, its wrong for Brian, its wrong for me. Its wrong for you too.
Drake got up, put his shirt back on, grabbed his keys, and went towards the door.
Drake: you first.
He opened the door for me and i hopped in
Me: were not going out. i can open the door myself.
I feel like he dealt with girls flipping out on him all the time, like he was used to it, which was kind of sad.
He pulled out of the driveway fast and started driving. It was silent. I didn’t wanna talk. He didn’t wanna talk. I lied. I wanted to talk. I just didn’t wanna talk first.
He turned on the radio.
All of a sudden, I spoke.
Me: I like you.
Drake turned it down and didn’t answer.
I looked at him and he looked back at me.
Drake: whats that mean?
Me: like. I like you.. more than a friend.
Drake: then why am i driving you home?
He pulled into a parking lot close to my house and looked at me.
Me: I just had to let it out.
Drake: Why do you like me more than a friend?
Me: I havent figured that out yet. I like when you touch me.
All of a sudden, Drake touched my shoulder. I got the chills.
Me: I like when you compliment me. You make me feel like I’m the only one in the world.
Drake: You’re beautiful.
Me: I like your presence. Being around you made me forget about all my priorities. It’s like a high you give me. I don’t get that with Brian.
Drake: Then maybe it’s a good idea I’m dropping you off. You can think through your feelings.
Me: Yeah..I like Brian. He’s like my best friend, he’s funny, he’s cute, he’s sweet.
Drake: That’s good.
Me: but then there’s something about you. Ive known you for what? a day?
Drake: even less.
Me: so for like 14 hours. Ive known you. And here I am, venting to you about my life, you’re mature, you’re sweet, you’re like such a good friend.
Me: god i feel like I’m on an MTV show where I have to pick the one my parents chose or something
Drake: parental control
Me: that one
Just then, silence hit us again.
Me: let’s go somewhere. I don’t wanna think about Brian. He was being a jerk earlier anyway.
Drake: are you sure?
Samantha texted me: Brian just stopped by with flowers and told me to give them to you… what happened? and where are you? me, mom, and dad are worried.
Me: wait.. actually.. my sister just texted me.
he pulled right in front of my house.
Drake: I can drop you off and pick you up later. But at 3, I gotta rehearse.
Me: Yeah.. ill text-
Drake: you don’t have my number
Me: yeah i just realized that. i understand. bye.
Drake: wait. ill give it to you.
I lived on a side street so it wasn’t busy.
He gave me his number and I was about to leave his car.
He grabbed my hand and I turned back to him.
Drake: goodbye kiss?
I smiled and leaned in for a peck, he started full on making out with me. I unbuttoned his seatbelt and climbed over on top of him. I finally pulled away.
Me: See what you do to me?
I pointed to how I was sitting…on his lap…awkwardly.
Drake: I wanna make love to you. right now. and all night.
I got the chills again, but it was a different kind of chill. Before, it was a “not expecting it” kind of chill when he touched me. Now it was different, but i couldn’t describe it. I kissed his neck, and his shoulder, and his beard, and told him I had to go.
I hopped back out of the car and waved good bye
I ran to the door, jumping, skipping, butterflies in my stomach jumping with me. My sister was there.
Samantha: I saw you kissing someone. It wasn’t Brian. Who was it?
Me: um none of your business.
Samantha: I love Brian.. don’t do this.
Me: Its not your business leave me alone.
Samantha: whats wrong with you? did he catch you cheating? is that why he left the flowers? is that why you’re in such a bad mood?
Me: well i was in a good mood until you got so fucking nosy.
Samantha stepped back and went into her room.
God damnit. She acted like a child sometimes…too much. But so did I.. too much. Now it was time for me to be an adult. Think things through. the pros, the cons, who do I want?
Drake love story part 8
I decided to call Brian. He didn’t answer.
I called him again. No answer.
I texted him “You wanna talk or not?”
He always answered 5 second later. It had been 15 minutes. He didn’t answer.
I called him one more time and he answered.
Me: don’t be mad
Brian: haha youre kidding..obviously.
Me: i love you. I’m just not sure what i want.
Brian: okay.. so if you did “sleep with drake,” then you were hoping it’d be something more, but obviously it isn’t. he sleeps with a girl a night, treats them like their something special, then leaves. all celebrities are fucking pigs. and i don’t know why you would sleep with one to ruin our 2 year relationship that i thought would be forever.
He was making me feel awful.
Me: hes not a pig.
Brian: thats all you have to say? after me saying all that? you’re defending drake through this? I’m pretty sure he got attracted to you by your looks. I didn’t. Ive known you forever. He’s known you for 13 hours. He’s already slept with you. I waited until you were ready.
Me: obviously i have a decision to make, and I’ve thought it over, but you acting all conceited doesn’t really fix things. He told me he wants to hang out with me today and tomorrow.
Brian: Alright jamie.. honestly, i dont fucking know you. its over. I’m not waiting around to be put beside this prick. you made your decision the moment you decided to go to his house. go sleep with him some more.
he hung up. I bawled..for hours it seemed. it was 20 minutes.
I called Drake. He didn’t fucking answer.
Did I honestly just lose the love of my life for the dick of the night? I told myself.
But no. Just cause he didn’t answer one phone call. It’ll be fine. He was so sweet to me. He’s probably busy. Oh well.
Drake called back an hour later.
Drake: hey sorry I didn’t answer your call.. I was in the studio with Nicki.
I got jealous. A huge rush of envy.
Me: thats fine.
Drake: do you want me to pick you up? We can talk.
Me: umm. yeah.
Drake: and wear something nice.
I heard Nicki in the background “Stop looking at me you perv!”
Me: haha okay.
I was so unsure of myself. Maybe she was talking to someone else.
Drake: guys I’m on the phone.
Nicki: Sorry Drizzy!
Me: I’ll talk to you later.
Drake: Pick you up in 20, bye.
I went into the kitchen and sat down at the table. My mom was making dinner and my dad was doing the dishes.
Me: I have three things to say and you can’t say anything until I finish. Me and Brian broke up. I’m going on a date tonight with a multi millionaire, and can I borrow that gorgeous diamond necklace that you only let me wear once and that was to prom?
Mom: you finished?
My mom looked at my dad with the “teenagers” look, and I wanted to remind her that I’m not a teenager.. I just sometimes act like one.
My sister barged in.
Samantha: SO THERE IS SOMETHING YOU ARENT TELLING ME. YOURE GOING ON A DATE WITH DRAKE? I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU.
She ran into her room and slammed the door.
Me: God fucking damnit.
Mom: Maybe you should rethink this date. It’s not in your sister’s favor.
Me: She said she wouldn’t care if i did! We talked about it last night.
Mom: That was more of her imagination.. but now its reality honey.
Me: This is so fucking retarded. Can i wear that necklace?
Mom: I think you should think about whether you should go.
Me: Okay…. but I’m going.
My mom didn’t answer and I walked to my sisters door.
Samantha: go away you slut.
Me: Im not a slut.
Samantha: I like Drake so much more than you!
Me: you’re too young for him Sam!! He loves you though. Just think, he could be like your older brother.
Samantha: this is so stupid. I’ve liked him for 2 years and you’ve liked him for a day…even less!
Me: Its not like the crush you have. Let me go on this date and I’ll bring him home. Deal?
Samantha smiled….: okay.
I went back in the kitchen
Me: well that was a little PMS.
Samantha laughed and yelled to my mom: Let her wear the necklace! He’s a multimillionaire!
Me: this isn’t the money that i like in him.
Mom: you can wear the necklace, but behave. I don’t want you taking it off. It cost a lot of money.
I got ready really fast and straightened my hair. I wore it down and put on a skirt and shirt. I grabbed my peacoat and my doorbell rang.
Holy shit…He came to the door? Brian never did THAT.
Drake love story part 9
Ugh my parents went to the door. Sometimes they forget that I’m 22 years old.
Dad: You’re wearing that?
Me: What’s wrong with it?
Dad: You have no pants on! It’s not summer!
Mom: Honey its alright
My dad stopped talking and I went to the door.
Drake looked at you.. up, down.
Drake: You look gorgeous
Me: And you look..sexy
He was wearing a fucking tuxedo. He looked more than sexy.
I winked at him and he smiled.
Drake: Is samantha home?
Me: Oh yeah! Wanna say hi?
Drake: of course!
I led him up the stairs to her room
Drake laughed and hugged her.
Drake: how are you?
Drake: its pretty crazy isn’t it?
Samantha: soooo crazy
Drake: Haha we’re gonna head out but we’ll be back!
Samantha: have fun!
Drake walked out and you followed him, all the way to his car.
Drake: seriously though.. that skirt. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman wear a skirt and look that attractive.
He did it. He called me a woman. That’s the thing I absolutely loved. I was 3 years younger than him, but he made me feel like a woman, something Brian could never do.
Me: me and Brian broke up..well he dumped me.
Drake: Aww I’m so sorry.
Me: Yeah.. I just thought I’d mention it.
Drake: Do you wanna talk about it?
Me: Not really.. at all. I don’t wanna think about it.
Me: How was the studio?
Drake: It was alright. We didn’t get much work done.
Wow. He admitted it.. when it came to Nicki, you were indomitable.
Drake: Cause 40 was there, he just liked to fool around.
Never mind… Phew again…
Me: So where are you taking me?
Drake: oh a dark alley with all of my guys
Me: you’re kidding right?
Drake: yes of course. its a surprise why would i tell you?
Me: Give me a hint!
Drake: you’ll love it.
Me: another hint!
Drake: its beautiful.
Me: one more!
Drake: We’re almost here.
Me: Okay so its either a portrait of you or… haha no I’m just kidding
Drake: Oh I can get you that too!
Drake pulled through a gate and spoke to some guy.
Guy: straight ahead.
Drake: thank you sir.
He rolled his window up. I could see bushes.. that was about it.
Me: lemme guess. its gonna be a romantic bed with flowers all over it, with candles all around the room.
Drake: not quite, but now I know you love sex.
I started laughing
Drake got out of the car and opened your door.
Me: this better not be too fancy
A violinist came out and started playing as you entered
Me: oh god.
You walked into a doorway.
It was a huge indoor garden.
There was dim lighting, soft music, waitresses waiting to greet you.
Drake: I mean.. if you don’t like it… I was gonna get you a full body massage cause i figured every woman wants that, but I could give you that..for free.
I smiled…so wide. There is no way in hell Drake did this for “every” woman. Brian was full of bullshit.
Me: no. no. yes to the massage for later of course, but omg its amazing.
Drake smiled and walked me down the path to a porch with a dinner table, surrounded by a booth for privacy.
I sat down and he followed me in.
Waitress: Can I start you off with anything to drink?
Me: I’ll have a water.
Drake: Ill have a sprite.
Waitress nodded and walked away.
Me: I’m in shock.
Me: this is so cozy
Drake slid over to me and touched my knee.
I got that feeling again.
Drake: just tell me when I’m too close.
Me: So never?
Drake: so how are you?
Me: absolutely perfect.
All of a sudden, I remembered.
Me: Drake! Your concert. it starts in 2 hours!
Drake: I postponed it.
Me: are you serious!
I slapped him and he smiled
Drake: I had to. I really wanted to plan something special.
Me: I can’t believe you did all of this for me. It’s not my birthday!
Drake: It’s our first date. I had to make it special.
Me: You’re crazy, but I love it.
I leaned against his shoulder and grabbed his shirt. He moved his head down to my lips and I brushed my hand through his soft curls. We were kissing. We were kissing for what seemed like an hour. Our drinks were here, but we didn’t even want them. We just wanted each other. He was officially the sweetest guy I knew, and Idk why it took me so long to figure it out. He didn’t try to do anything, feel me..His hand was in my hair, while mine was in his. He was just kissing me. No guy just kisses you. They always wanna go further, and further.
Finally, I pulled away, but I was still an inch from his face.
Me: I can’t believe this is our first date.
Drake: I was just thinking the same thing.
Drake kissed you barely, so gentle, moving his lips down to your ear, behind your ear, down to your neck, around your neck.
Finally, I reminded him that we were at a restaurant, and he pulled away, looking like a 3 year old boy who just got his toy taken away, but in the cutest way.
He took a sip of his sprite.
The waitress came over with 3 different kinds of soups, as I had her pour her favorite one into my bowl. Drake, too.
Me: I can’t believe you cancelled your concert.
Drake: Believe it baby
I spooned some into my mouth.
A song by John Mayer came on.
Me: I love this song!
Drake: Gravity wants to bring me down.
Me: Ahhh you know it?
Drake: I love it.
I couldn’t help but smile. I couldn’t stop smiling. Everything he did.
Drake: So what are you gonna order?
They came over with a tossed salad and bread.
Me: There’s still a meal after all of this?
Drake laughed: I know right
Me: What do they have?
Drake: What do you want?
Me: I’m in the mood for some fish
Drake: Yummy..what kind?
He was so concentrated on making me the center of attention, making me happy.. thats what I loved.
Me: Im in the mood for some salmon.
Drake: Im in the mood for… a burger. Don’t tell me you’re vegetarian.
Me: Im not…helll no
Me: But really? a burger? why didn’t we just go to mcdonalds? lol
Drake laughed: fine… ill get a steak.
Our dinner was finally over. I could honestly say it was the best night of my life. Until We both walked out, hand and hand. Paparazzi was here. They snapshotted 10 pictures before I could even blink. I quickly threw my hand off of Drake and he opened the car door for me. He hopped in.
For some reason, I completely forgot this problem. Paparazzi.
Me: Drake how did they find us?
Drake: My question is why the fuck they’re so annoying
I couldn’t take this life. I hated being the center of attention. I would never be able to be famous. Only rich…but not famous.
Me: They’re all over the car! Pull out!
Drake put his car in reverse and slammed on the gas, hearing paparazzi go “woah!”
There were a bunch of people outside the gates screaming. We were stuck behind a car and I heard one guy say, “You bought this place out for one person? It’s me and my wife’s anniversary you bastard!”
Me: Just ignore it.
Drake: Im trying to.
He said frustrated.
I logged on to twitter real quick. People were mentioning me… a lot of people were mentioning me.
I read one.. “I can’t believe Drake’s new girlfriend @jamiexo2 made him skip a concert so he would spend a million dollars on her for some stupid dinner.”
Another one read “This girl @jamiexo2 is apparently Drake’s bitch? No fucking concert tonight because of her -___-“
Me: Drake… these tweets. what they’re saying about me.
Drake: just don’t read them
Me: it’s not that simple. Its not that simple when you’re a 22 year old and your being hated on by 5 million people. Im the bad guy!
Drake: babe. it will all die down.
He didn’t care about my feelings. I felt like I was some sort of drama queen to him when these tweets actually hurt me. HIs fans blamed everyone but him.
Me: did you tell people I made you cancel the concert? You did…didnt you?
Drake: no i would never do that
Me: how did they find out?
Drake: The paparazzi probably posted the photos.
Me: If I’m seen in public I honestly feel in danger.
Drake: I’ll be with you.
Me: and when you’re not? when you’re on your tour around the fucking country, people will be hating on me in las vegas.
Drake: Ill send out a tweet..whatever you want.
Drake pulled up in front of his house and the gate shut behind him.
He parked the car, and I suddenly didn’t wanna be here. I was sick to my stomach thinking about the consequences of dating a celebrity with people who supported him so much, they just wanted to tear me to shreds.
Drake was about to open the door when he realized I didn’t unbuckle. He looked at me.
Drake: cmon. well talk about it inside.
Me: I honestly don’t even feel safe getting out of your fucking car right now. I don’t like this life at all. I like you, but not your life.
Drake: you’ll get used to it.
Me: i dont wanna get used to it.
Drake unbuckled my seatbelt and I still didn’t move.
My knees were to my chin and I looked out the window. He kissed my neck. and put my knees down.
He kissed my neck again.
I looked at him. His face was 2 inches away from mine. and he kissed my lips. I didn’t kiss him back, I just let him kiss me.
Drake leaned back to open the door: Come inside.
He ran around to open my door and I didn’t get out.
Drake: oh now your just doing this on purpose.
I smiled and he picked me up and slammed the car door.
He carried me like a baby, my legs wrapped around his, and he was touching my butt.
Me: my skirt!
Drake looked down and realized my skirt was all the way up.
He brought me in the house and brought me into a room with a couch.
Drake: Im sorry.. Im gonna make up for all of this.
Me: no.. you already did.. that beautiful dinner. None of this is your fault, Im just not ready for it.
Drake: Be ready for it. Take a leap of faith.. for me. I wanna be in your life. I wanna be who Bri-
He stopped himself
Drake: I wanna be your boyfriend.
I smiled.. shocked.
We both knew this was gonna come eventually, but he hadn’t spent that much time to really get to know me.
Me: Not yet.
Drake: Thats fine.
He looked a little disappointed.
Drake: white wine?
Me: I wanna be with you sober tonight. You’re too horny when your drunk.
Drake: to be honest, around you, I always am.
I loved how he always acted incontrollable in front of me. Like he was a vampire and I was a huge glass of blood. He just wanted me so bad.
He sat down next to me on the couch, and grabbed the blanket on the other chair.
Drake: so you wanna watch a movie?
Drake: what movie?
Me: anything you want.
Drake: okay well I don’t watch movies so i have no idea
Me: you don’t watch movies?? how!
Drake: I never have time!
Me: what about the tour bus or airplanes?
Drake: occasionally, but i usually just sleep.
Me: aw you suck.
Drake: thank you!
Me: I wanna see The Vow.
Drake: whats that about?
Me: ahh its so cute. channing tatum and rachel mcadams are in love and then she like hits her head from a car accident and doesn’t remember him, so now he has to make her fall in love with him again… so adorable.
Drake: Sounds like a cheesy ass chick flick
Me: you’re a cheesy ass chick flick.
Drake: only for you baby.
He kissed my ear and grabbed my head and put it on his shoulder.
He turned on the tv and went to “on demand”
Drake: hmm lets watch this one
Me: ahh the notebook!
I shot back up from his shoulder.
Drake: you’ve seen it?
Me: only a billion times. its soo cute.
Drake: oh is it a chick flick?
Me: yeah what did you think it was?
Drake: like a comedy…
I laughed: press play!
The movie turned on and he wrapped the blanket around us.
Occasionally, Drake would kiss me instead of watching the kissing scenes, and I loved it.
I landed your head on his lap, watching the movie sideways.
The movie was now playing a sex scene.
I looked back up at Drake.
Me: This scene is so awkward.
Drake: I can tell.. what the fuck? why are they taking their clothes off like that?
I laughed. Drake was stroking my arm, and every stroke gave me the chills.
All of a sudden, I decided to unbutton his belt, slowly..
He stopped stroking my arm as I put my cold hand down his pants.
He took his hand off my arm and to my back as I started rubbing it faster and faster.
I took his pants off. There were groaning sounds from the tv, and I couldn’t even tell which was Drake and which was Ryan Gosling.
I finally stopped, pulling his pants back up, and faced towards him.
He smiled a faint smile and I got up from his lap. I lied down across his lap and my legs were on top of his lap. He looked down at me, and stroked my legs.
He came to my skirt and raised it a little higher each stroke.
But, something stopped this amazing moment..my phone.
Drake love story part 11
It was my sister..
Samantha: you won’t believe what people are saying about you and drake… you guys are trending worldwide on twitter!
I showed Drake and he grabbed my phone, reading it.
He replied to Samantha: hey sam its drake. can you do me a favor and just log off twitter? its not gonna make this any better. its annoying that the world is too hung up on other peoples lives.
Samantha replied instantly: yah! sure. haha. :)
Drake turned off my phone.
Drake: no more interruptions.
He turned to me.
Drake: where were we?
He was rubbing my leg and I put my head on his neck. The warmth of his neck was making me more attached to him. I started making out with his neck, his ear, his shoulder. I pulled away and moved towards his face and leaned my forehead against his. His eyes were closed, waiting for me to kiss him. I leaned in, our lips were touching but we weren’t kissing. His body was so warm, i didn’t even need a blanket for warmth. Drake opened his eyes and smiled.
Drake: you make romance fun.
I smiled: what do you mean?
Drake: you just surprise me.. I don’t expect anything from you.. you just..surprise me.
I put my hand up his shirt and up his back, pushing him down on the couch.
I was lying on top of him, his hand rubbing my back. I kissed his neck again, softly, as he spoke to me.
Drake: I love being with you
Me: I love being with you too
Drake: I love this night.
Me: Yeah its-
Drake: I love you
I looked at him and looked back at the tv.
I managed to finish my sentence that was interrupted..from shock.
Ryan Gosling and Rachel Mcadams were on the screen, fighting.
I got up
Drake: I.. I didn’t mean that.
I looked at him and looked away. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back on top of him. I was so confused. Why would he say that? Those three words. They screwed up everything. I thought we were just having fun, as friends. We knew each other for the littlest amount of time. He loved being with me, he loved sex with me, but he didn’t love me. Thats too big of a commitment.
I sat there, silent, watching the movie and Drake sat up. He put his arm around me and leaned towards my ear.
Drake: Im sorry.
I looked at him and we were touching noses.
Me: its okay.
He leaned his lips into me and I let him kiss me, as I thought.
I pulled away
Me: I mean.. I still love Brian. And I know you still love Dollicia.
Drake: She doesn’t make me feel the way you do. Its different with you.
He spoke, exhausted. Around me in private, he made it sound like words exhausted him. I think he was just always hyped up, craving sex, against talking. It was fun, but I needed someone to talk to too. So many guys were there for sex.
Me: I don’t even know how I feel about Brian actually.
I felt bad. Why would I bring up Brian at a time like this?
Me: But Drake.. you don’t love me. I don’t even know if I love anyone, if I ever have. Like.. what is love?
I was talking too much. I was confused.
I looked at the tv. They were fighting, and then suddenly kissed.
Me: Thats love.
Drake: then fight me. fight me, and then we’ll kiss.
Me: its more than that.. but thats what I want.
Drake: I care so much about you. You’re like, I don’t know. I need you. Now that Ive met you, I can’t be without you. No one can give me happiness like you do. You just make me so happy.
I turned to Drake and smiled.
Me: I care about you too.
I was getting choked up. I didn’t fucking give one shit that he was a celebrity. Its more than that. Its so much more than that. He wasn’t using me. He was letting his feelings go.
Drake: I just, Im trying not to think about Tuesday.. when i have to leave. We have tonight and tomorrow… and then what.
Me: I don’t know. you tell me.
Drake looked at me.
Drake: I mean.. you are done with school right?
Me: yeah. looking for a job.
Drake: well how about, you come on tour with me around the country, and we can also find you a job?
Drake: we could be together. we could get to know each other more and more each day. I could introduce you to my friends. We could make it work. I won’t let my career get in the way of what might be beginning.
I sat there, speechless.
More speechless than when he just said those 3 words.
More speechless than when I had to tell Brian what happened that night.
More speechless than when I saw all that hate on twitter, fans raving at me.
More speechless than Samantha, when she opened her Christmas present, and finally got to meet him, the one who just asked me to travel on his tour bus for 2 months.
I couldn’t. I couldn’t go around the country with someone I didn’t know. I knew him in Las Vegas. I knew him on the radio. I knew him for 2 years as Samantha’s favorite rapper. I couldn’t do that.
I kissed him and words came out.
Me: that’s.. impossible…to turn down. yes.
I stuttered: y-yeah. It sounds fun.
I couldn’t stop thinking about everything. What if we get in arguments? What if I dont like his friends? Do I just have to sit and watch every single show? What if his fans see me and get mad?
Drake: great! we’ll leave the bus not tomorrow but the next day, bright and early.
Me: ah I need clothes to pack!
Drake: oh. let’s go shopping then. Moneys on me.
Me: haha no its not.
I pulled out my credit card and he snatched it away
Drake: we’re using MY credit card. I’m the guy. I pay for you.
Me: well now I dont wanna go shopping.. knowing you’re paying for me
Drake pulled me in and kissed me and pulled away
Drake: then leave
He said it soft and deep.
Me: I dont want to.
Drake: then make up your mind.
He kissed my neck and I finally pulled away.
Me: ill let you take me shopping.
Drake woke up at 7 am, waking me up by kissing me, all the way from the thighs to my neck.
Me: Its 7 in the morning. why did you just wake me
Drake: we have a short day ahead. I have my show postponed to tonight, and have to be at the arena at 4. I want you to get your shopping in.
Me: I want sleep!
Drake: you’ll have plenty of time to sleep on the tour bus baby.
I texted my mom: Im going on tour with Drake for a couple months.
My mom texted me back: Um. what about your job applications? Samantha?
Me: Samanthas at school. Ill pick up everything from where I left off, and if its an emergency I can fly home.
She replied again: with what money sweetie? you can’t afford 2 months of vacation without thousands in cash.
You put your phone down and Drake saw your reaction.
Drake: now whats wrong?
Drake: too bad i can tell your upset. can you not come?
Drake picked up my phone and I tried grabbing it
Me: stop reading my text messages! Im gonna fucking kill you
I didn’t want him seeing I needed money.. then he would just..offer.
Drake answered my mom: I got money Ill be fine.
He threw your phone back and I read the text
Me: you JERK!
Drake: love ya too.
I got up and sat on the bed. Drake was in the bathroom.
Me: get me some listerine
Drake: yes majesty.
He walked over to me with a cup and went back to the bathroom
He sprayed cologne all over his neck.
Me: oo someone wants to look pretty.
I said playfully
Drake looked through the door
Drake: not pretty.. I just have to impress.. you know
Me: come here.
Me: just come here I wanna smell you.
Drake: i dont trust you.
Me: ill get naked if you come here.
Drake sprinted out of the bathroom and came over.
Me: haha you are such an asshole!
Drake: I’m just kidding
Me: good cause I’m not.
I grabbed the back of his neck and sniffed him
Drake: how yummy?
Me: ummm pancakes yummy
Drake: someone wants pancakes for breakfast!
Me: kinda sorta
Drake called his chef and asked for pancakes.
Me: thats sick! you can just call him whenever your hungry.
Drake: yeah cause I’m too tired to cook, but usually i like to.
Me: aw you haven’t cooked for me yet.
Drake: you want me to?
Me: ah yes!
Drake: get dressed.
Me: with the same thing i wore yesterday? yah right id rather go naked.
Me: lol no. i have to stop home.
Drake: i have some jeans some women have left here if you want. I could give you a sweatshirt.
Me: omg are you serious? what if they like saw pictures of me wearing them?
Drake: they won’t.
Me: thats weird i can’t.
Drake pulled out true religion jeans and I screeched.
Me: omg give me those!
Drake laughed: gladly.
I pulled my dress off, wearing matching underwear and a bra.
Drake was looking at me.
Me: look away!
Drake: i can’t take my eyes off of someone as sexy as you.
Me: ya i am pretty sexy.
I joked and did a couple of poses.
Drake bit his lip and laughed.
Drake: come here.
Drake: come here.
Me: you come here.
Drake walked over to me and grabbed the jeans i was about to put on.
Drake threw them on the bed. He put my body against his.
Me: what are you doing
I said softly
Drake wrapped his warm arms around me and put me against the wall.
Me: its 7 in the morning. I’m gonna have to deny-
Drake kissed my bra and my arm, moving down further.
Drake looked up: what?
He was about to do something to me. Something Brian had always been really good at. Something that was the most relaxing thing about making love..all I had to do was enjoy, while he decided to pleasure me so early in the morning. I decided to lie down on the floor. I felt I had more privacy rather than on the bed. He went with me.. his hands gently taking off my bottoms, and his tongue..you felt it. I sat there, not even thinking about anything, as Drake was at work. I occasionally rubbed his head and back, just so he wouldn’t stop. Finally, I orgasmed and he stopped.
He came back up towards me and didn’t even say a word.
He just looked at me, licked his lips, got up, and helped me up after.
He pulled me in. I was completely naked. He was fully clothed. It was weird, but at the same time, it wasn’t at all.
I grabbed boxers from his drawer and put them on.
Me: looks like I’m wearing your boxers with jeans.
Drake: do it you won’t
He watched as I put the jeans over the boxers, and he smiled. He threw me a sweatshirt with an owl.
Me: wow you would
Drake laughed: I like owls.
The pancakes were ready and I ran downstairs. There were 7 on a plate, and the table was set. There was chocolate syrup, maple syrup, orange, apple, and cranberry juice on the counter, and powdered sugar.
Me: damnnn i like this place.
We sat down as the chef put on music
Me: okay turn off the music this is getting too fancy.
Drake laughed and went to turn it off.
We finished breakfast and got in the car, pulled out, only to find more paparazzi outside the gate.
Me: what the fuck? is this even legal?
Drake: can’t say it is.
There were a bunch of girls that looked like they were gonna stick a knife down my throat, and unlike last night, it actually didn’t bother me..at all.. because I had what they wanted.. Drake
I didn’t look out the window and Drake made a comment
Drake: wow getting used to it already
He pulled in a parking garage at the mall and gave a guy a ticket. We pulled in at valet parking and he stopped the car.
Drake: you ready?
Me: no. not at all. I’m scared. can we shop online?
Drake took out his iPad.
Drake: of course! we came here to purchase online. thats how it works.
I laughed and slapped him.
Drake took out his blackberry and called 2 people.
He told whoever it was to meet us here.
Me: um who was that?
Drake: you really think id let you get out of this car without a body guard?
Me: drake your scaring me.
Drake touched my knee
Drake: I’m just kidding.
I put my head in between my legs from anxiety.
Drake: hows the view?
I laughed and slapped him again.
Drake: I mean.. we could hop in the back while were waiting.
Me: you first.
Drake hopped in the back and you stared at him and jumped in the drivers seat.
Drake: of course.
Me: Im not that easy.
Drake: never said you were.
Me: seriously though I need clothes. tell them to hurry up!
Drake laughed and pulled out his phone.
Drake: ill get on that. my girlfriend says hurry up *he typed out loud*
Me: ugh i hate you
Drake: come back here and you won’t
I hopped back and sat on his lap.
Drake: are you excited to come on tour with me?
Me: yes. are you excited to be with me on tour?
Drake: yes. every night.
Drake: so you’re coming
Me: wouldn’t miss it for the world
Drake: ok.. i have to tell you a couple things.
I backed off of Drake and sat next to him.
Me: you seem legit. whats wrong
Drake: nothings wrong. just. nickis gonna be on tour for a month, and we have a little bit of history, and i just dont want things to be awkward.
Me: no not at all. wait. history like what?
Drake: like she’s had a crush on me. I’ve had a crush on her. i bet she’s over it though so its all good.
Me: are you?
Drake: am i what?
Me: are you over it? your crush on nicki?
Drake swallowed like he had a huge lump in his throat and then he wiped his mouth
Drake: yeah yeah.
I knew he was lying.
Me: okay. that is kind of awkward. just me you and nicki?
Drake: no there will be others. Jcole maybe for a few nights. TMinus… my crew. There will be several tour busses though. I bet you’ll meet a lot of new people.
I had to brush off this nicki deal. Drake was mine. and if he didn’t want to be, then he didn’t have to be. but he invited me. i couldn’t let their flirting or whatever get to me.
Me: so whats the other thing?
Drake: oh.. umm dollicia called me last night. you were asleep.
Me: okay. and?
Drake: she said she’s taking a flight to see me tonight.
Drake: dont be mad. nothing will happen. she just wanted to see me.
Drake wrapped his arm around me and leaned closer towards me.
I moved my head back
Drake: you’re mad.
Me: i dont know what to be. she’s obviously coming to your show tonight with you in mind. and you in mind. not your show. did you even mention me?
Drake: no its not like that. ill tell her tonight i promise.
Me: like and this nicki deal. i just sense so much drama. I’m a friggin normal ass person trying to live with you and this celebrity life and i honestly think these 2 days we spent together were too good to be true.
It was silent.
I whispered: Take me home
Drake: no baby. don’t… stop. give me one chance to prove that i really want you and no one else. Ill tell her to cancel her flight.
Me: no. dont do that. just take me home. ill pack. ill
Drake: my body guards are here and you wanted new clothes. stop worrying about it you got me.
He got out of the car and opened it for me.
There were paparazzi outside of the parking garage as Drake gave me a huge wet kiss when I got out. The body guards escorted us inside the mall.
Drake: ready for chaos?
Drake put his hood up and so did I. I looked down and we walked into a store. Immediately, he was asking to get his picture taken with fans.
I looked at him and shrugged, and looked at clothes.
Some bitch yelled at me “I bet you’re gonna make Drake buy your shit aren’t you!”
I looked the other way and walked fast out of the store. The body guard was behind me and I texted Drake “waiting in car. can’t do this.”
Rob (my body guard) shut the door after i hopped in the back seat. the windows were tinted and i started tearing up. I dont want this life anymore.
The paparazzi’s cameras were all around the car and i covered my face in embarrassment. Someone finally hopped in the drivers seat and it was Drake. He turned around and saw tears down my face. He jumped in the back and grabbed me, wrapping himself around me and kissing my forehead.
Drake: Im so sorry. Lets just go home.
Me: I wanna be able to go places with you. But we can’t do it in Las Vegas. Im sorry. Nicki and Dollicia can survive this I bet-
Drake interrupted me: you’re different. stop comparing yourself to them. please.
The paparazzi were still around the car and Drake hopped in the front seat, pulling out fast, giving the ticket to the guy, and slamming on the gas.
He drove away.
Me: just take me home. I have to settle for a day with my family. Text me later and Ill be packed and ready in the morning.
Drake: are you sure?
Me: absolutely positive.
I got dropped off.
I ran inside and waved goodbye, not even giving him a kiss.
My mom and dad asked what was wrong and I told them nothing.
Me: i have to pack for tomorrow. do you guys wanna have a movie night or something? before i leave?
Mom: movie night? how about we go out?
Me: um no lets stay in
I didn’t want my family to be seen with me.. then their life would just be ruined too.
Mom: fine with me. dominos or grande?
Me: why are we deciding this at 9 in the morning?
Mom: great question.
I logged on to twitter in my room and saw what people were saying. The hate had died down completely. People were saying they were jealous of me, they felt bad for me, but no hate. Then I saw the paparazzi pictures… the ones of me in the backseat. god dammit i was such a little pussy. Someone on twitter had to think I was the biggest pussy ever.
Drake hadn’t called or texted me all day.. probably busy with his rehearsal or something…or even worse, Dollicia. I got the shivers thinking about anyone having Drake besides me.
I stayed online until 4 pm being a lazy ass, and then decided to pack. I shoved all my clothes into the suitcases I had. I felt like I was moving.
My mom asked me when I wanted to watch the movie and I said whenever.
I hadn’t seen Samantha all day because she had track and school. It was finally 7 and we decided to watch Mission Impossible…it got good ratings.
In the middle of the movie, Drake texted me
Drake: Im about to go on. If you see those pictures of me and Dollicia, its not what it looks like.
I told my family I had to go to the bathroom and quickly checked online.
There was a picture of Drake kissing Dollicia on the cheek, them hugging with her legs wrapped around his waist and his hands on her ass, and one of them looking into a camera smiling.
What the fuck does he mean this isn’t what it looks like?
Why doesn’t he just say “I am a celebrity who can make a girl fall for me and break her heart the same day” in one of his songs? Honestly.
I didn’t wanna be one of those crazy, obsessed, jealous girls. He probably got those too much. But I was mad. I was furious. I broke up with my boyfriend because he had me head over heels in love with him. He can’t turn me on like he did and dump me for his ex. He just can’t. That would be the stupidest thing. It really would.
Me: alright.. I saw the pics.
Drake texted back right away: Im about to go on stage. Ill text you later.
I threw my phone on the bed and logged on twitter. People were mentioning me the pictures saying “umm how do you feel now? like shit?”
I started responding to people. “yep”
Drama stirred up even higher. People started sticking up for me because they felt bad, and others were just plain cruel. Someone said “you should just go kill yourself now. you got PLAYED. drake and dollicia > drake and jamie”
I responded “thank you. i might.”
I got more love from that response, but people kept hating. Then, all of a sudden, I started laughing so hard. I had 100,000 followers and I was following 100.. and this was in the matter of what? a day? People were so concerned with my life, and couldn’t worry about their own. I just couldn’t help but laugh.
I heard my mom call me and I screamed “just a minute!”
I logged off twitter, and shut down my computer and went into the kitchen. Dominos pizza was sitting on our kitchen table, and Brian was sitting there too.
Me: what are you doing here?
Brian: Im so sorry.
Me: sorry for what?
Brian: getting so mad at you. Im not gonna lie I would fuck Nicki Minaj.. but I love you. I saw the pictures of him and Dollicia and wanted to come over to comfort you.
Me: um who cares? they were hugging and smiling. and he kissed her on the cheek.
Brian: you didn’t see the video?
Me: what video?
Brian: there was a 5 minute video of him and Dollicia just making out..backstage.
Me: what? how did someone film them backstage?
Brian: i dont know. do you wanna see it?
I got so choked up.
Me: are you serious?
Brian: jamie its okay. he’s a celebrity.
Me: He told me he loved me..even though i knew he was lying. he asked me on tour with him, and that was just a game. he wanted to be my boyfriend. that was another fucking lie.
I slammed the table and ran into my room.
Brian came after me and opened the door. He came over to me.
Brian: I swear I thought you knew. This was serious wasn’t it? I didn’t even.. I was being selfish.
Me: you were being selfish? Brian i fucking cheated on your ass I feel like a fucking idiot. I got played. I got so played. and now your making it sound like its your fault? Im the bad person.
Brian: you aren’t though. you were just wrong. but its okay. cause people make mistakes.
he walked over to my bed and sat down next to me.
Brian: I’ve been played before. Its embarrassing I know.
Me: its embarrassing? Brian 100 thousand people are torturing me online right now, telling me to kill myself because I fell for his stupid ass game.
Brian: Im sorry. I love you. I always will. Dont be so upset.
I was so mad.. everything Brian was saying was wrong.. I couldn’t listen to him and not have something awful to say back. I shut my mouth and sat there, his arm around me.
I leaned in and kissed him. a huge, wet, sloppy kiss. He fell back on the bed and I got up. I blindfolded him, thinking I was doing something naughty, and I went and grabbed my camera. I was going to make my first ever sex tape. And Brian wasn’t gonna know I was filming him. And Drake was gonna see every second of it, and he was gonna hate it.
After the show, Drake texted me
Drake: baby are you mad?
Me: of course not.
Drake: good. ill pick you up at 7 tomorrow morning. get packing ;)
Me: oh I’m not coming. Me and brian got back together.
Me: drake you dont have to act so fucking clueless. i saw a video of you and dollicia hooking up backstage for 5 fucking minutes, and I’m not gonna lie. it was the worst 5 minutes of my life.
Drake: I did not hook up with Dollicia backstage.
I sent him the video of me and Brian. I dont know why. but i pressed send.
Drake: what the fuck jamie?
Drake: no. I dont wanna enjoy it. Its not me. Im coming over. I did not hook up with Dollicia.
Me: you’re not coming over. and if you do, i won’t fucking let you in.
Drake didn’t answer. I wish he did.
Finally, the door bell rang.
My mom opened up, and said “Come on in!” “Jamie! its for you!”
Me: Im not going.
I heard my mom say “you can just walk right on up to her room.”
Drake: thank you!
There was a knock on my door.
Me: dont come in.
Drake walked in anyway. I was on my laptop.
Me: so you dont know what “dont come in” means?
Drake: I know why your mad. But Im just gonna come out and say that I did not hook up with Dollicia last night. I swear on my life that must have been a fan that filmed it earlier in the year. That was not recent. All the pictures I took were for publicity so people would leave you alone. I did not kiss Dollicia anywhere last night, except a kiss on the cheek.
Me: so they would leave me alone? Drake people were comparing me and dollicia. they hate me now.. even more.
Drake: Im sorry. I thought it would work. They would leave you alone. I want you to come tomorrow. I can’t stand this constant drama.
Me: I can’t believe this. I made a 20 minute sex tape with Brian when you were at a concert.
Drake: oh yeah i might have to watch that later. It wasnt loading.
Me: can you delete it?
Drake whined like a little baby and I closed my laptop, falling back on my bed.
Me: Im such a fucking loser. I seriously thought you played me.
Drake: I wouldn’t. I can’t believe Brian showed you that video… I sware its from 2010.
Me: what an asshole.
Drake came over and lied down next to me on my bed.
Me: im so stressed out.
Drake looked at you, pushed the hair away from your face, and kissed you softly on the lips.
I got up.
Me: help me pack. ugh and i need a massage. Im so stressed out.
Drake: lets get you packed. Ill give you the best massage youll ever get when were done. deal?
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Drake helped me pack.
He grabbed all my lingerie and threw it in my suitcase
Drake: We’re done!
I slapped him across the arm and he laughed.
I dont wanna pack.
Drake: just grab all your clothes..you’ll be gone for 2 months.
I kept thinking of that line in Dear John… when Amanda Seyfreid says “2 weeks. thats how long it took for me to fall for you.”
What if you were able to say that? or even sooner?
I had already fallen for him. That’s for sure.
maybe I could replace 2 weeks to 2 days..whatever.
Finally, we were all done packing.
Drake: soo are you coming to my place or?
Me: nah i think ill have one last night in my house.
Drake: ok. but it’d be our last night on a real bed for 2 months.
Me: well what about hotels?
Drake: not the same.
Me: your welcome to stay over here you horny boy
Drake: i might take you up on that offer.
Drake sat on the edge of the bed and i came towards him.
He grabbed my waist and looked up at me.
I went around and lied down on my bed.
Me: massage time!
Drake: your family’s home!
Me: yeah but your just giving me a massage.
Drake: with clothes on.??
Me: oh you wanna act like your a legit masseuse okay. lock my door then
Drake: i mean.. i can give you a full body massage if you want
Me: stop being weird.. or romantic.. or whatever it is.
Drake locked the door and came over to me.
Drake: I’m sorry. I just want you so bad.
Me: I want you too.
I turned my body around and he massaged my back. It felt so good. All the stress and tension was gone. After 5 minutes I turned back around, grabbed his shirt, and pulled him on me. I felt like I was in a movie. Drake and sex were the perfect match…and I feel like I deserved to be in that match somewhere..I was.
Me: did you cheat on me tonight?
I said it while he was kissing my neck.
Me: please tell me the truth.
Drake: It wasn’t that video. that was last year.. But i did kiss her. She leaned in first though.
Me: but you enjoyed it.
I pushed him off of me.
Drake: i didn’t.
Me: how long drake
Drake: like 10 seconds.
Me: why didn’t you pull away after 1 SECOND
I raised my voice high like a screaming baby.
Drake: jamie.. stop. I’m sorry. i pulled away when i realized it meant absolutely nothing and never will ever again.
I calmed down.
Me:but i knew right when you saw dollicia you would feel attracted to her.
Drake: just like you with brian.
Me: dont you dare bring up brian
Drake: you had sex with him to try and get me upset. and it worked. how would you feel if i did that to you? with nicki? with someone you KNEW i cared about?
Drake was getting upset.. and you immediately regretted bringing dollicia up.
Me: id feel like shit. i wouldn’t talk to you for days. you weren’t like that.
Drake: i know. because i care too much about you, and i knew the only reason you did that was to try and give me pay back. you care about me right? thats why you sent it.. you wanted me to realize what i was missing.. by sending me a sex tape of you and your ex.
Me: stop. I’m sorry.
Drake: it was just the lowest thing a woman could do, and i honestly didn’t think you would do that.
I started crying.
Drake was silent.
Drake: but that doesn’t change anything .. i still feel the same about you. and i want you to come tomorrow. we can resolve all of this. we can become something bigger, better, stronger, smarter.. as a pair.
I stopped crying. I grabbed his head and kissed him.
Me: I’m sorry.
Drake: i forgive you. nothing you do will ever make me feel different about you.
Me: i hope you dont mean what you just said.
Drake: i do.
Me: wel i dont wanna end up disappointing you.
Me: ill see you in the morning.
Drake: you dont wanna?
Me: im not up for it at all. bye drake.
Drake: okay. ill see you in the morning. maybe we can push this off our shoulders?
Me: i certainly hope so.
As he grabbed his shirt and walked to the door, i watched him. the way he moved. the way he ignored me. the way he was being a man, just leaving with no sex.
I wanted to say those 3 words so bad. I feel like it would make everything all better.
Me: wait drake
He turned around
Me: you forgot your cellphone.
Drake: oh thanks.
I chickened out. It wouldn’t make everything all better.. I wasn’t able to say it first.. and Im not even sure I did love him, but then again, I didn’t know what love was, and for all i knew, I did love him.
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The next morning was an early one. I packed, said goodbye to my mom, dad, and sister, and Drake picked me up. He brought me to his house and the tour bus was in his driveway.
Drake: are you ready?
Me: even if I’m not, I’m still coming.
Drake: its gonna be fun i promise. you’ll meet new people. when you’re tired of me, you can be with them.
Me: i dont wanna meet new people. i want just you..all day..all night..you.
Drake: i know how you feel.
Drake led me to the the tour bus and I stepped on.
He was right behind me.
Drake: voula! to the place we’ll be living on for the next 60 days.
Me: is that supposed to make me excited?
Drake: check out the bed room.
The bed room was in the back of the tour bus, and it wasn’t a room…just a bed, with a door. it was a cute bed though…it could fit us both.
Me: i like it
Drakes phone started ringing. He answered it and said “yep. okay bye”
Me: who was that?
Drake: Nicki.. shes on her way.
Me: is she gonna be in the tour bus today?
Drake: yeah.. just until los angeles. you’ll love her.
Me: you do but i dont know if i will
Nicki finally came and stepped onto the tour bus.
Nicki: wheres my boy drizzy??
Drake: right here baby
Nicki went up to him and hugged him
Nicki: is this your date?
Drake: yeah shell be with us for the next 60 days
Nicki: oh hi doll. you like my friend?
Me: your friend?
I felt myself getting defensive.
Me: yeah.. i love him.
I looked at him and he smiled embarrassed.
Drake: so nicki let me take your stuff.
Shit..I ruined everything. I shouldn’t have said I love him….i didn’t mean it like that. now things are awkward. I wanted to go back to my house and sleep.. I didn’t belong here.
Nicki: I’ll take couch.. give you guys the bed.
I didn’t answer. Neither did Drake.
Why was he being so…private about everything? He was embarrassed about me..thats how it felt.
Me: ill be right back
Drake nodded and I went back, shutting the door, but trying to eaves drop.
Nicki: is something wrong? you’re always bragging about your ladies.
Drake: Idk. Im just upset with her right now.
Nicki: do you wanna talk about it?
Drake: nah its kind of personal.
Nicki: well if it gets too personal, you got me in the middle of the night.
Drake laughed and said “yes baby friends with benefits till the very end.”
Was he serious? He was gonna cheat on my ass if I wasn’t “good enough for him” and I couldn’t do the same?
I had another idea. I was gonna make him chase after me. I was gonna stay in here until fucking 2 months from now, until he realized that he wanted me. I was gonna meet his friends, flirt, and realize just what he’s missing, no matter how unattractive they were.
I sat down on the bed with my purse, and remembered I had a water bottle of liquor in my bag. I took 5 swigs and put it back in my purse. It had been 10 minutes and I heard foot steps.
Drake opened the door
Drake: you coming out?
Drake: why are you drunk? where did you get the alcohol?
Me: i have some in my.. purse.
Drake shut the door.
Drake: why are you doing this? dont embarrass me.
Me: embarrass you? in front of who? drake.. if you haven’t noticed I’m the only one in this tour bus that isn’t used to this life.. and I’m trying so hard to impress you, not embarrass you. if you want nicki as your little fuck buddy then just go fuck her and get it over with, because i dont wanna be with you for 2 months and having to get drunk to say how i feel about you.
Drake sat there and lied down next to me.
Drake: I’m just mad at you.
i got up
Me: right. and you have every reason to be. but admitting to nicki that if i piss you off, you’ll go to her in the middle of the night and fuck her? its just as bad as me making a sex tape and sending it to you.. but worse. because your basically bribing me, saying you’ll cheat on me if i dont get my act together, but not telling me about it.
Drake: okay. okay lets just stop it.
Me: i can’t.
I fell back down and moved my head from his looking at me.
Drake moved my head to look at his.
Drake: im not gunna cheat on you. i promise.
Me: for the first time in a while, I’m having trust issues.
Drake reached into my purse and grabbed my water bottle.
Drake: i have to take this from you.
Me: no you dont.
I tried grabbing it and he moved his hand away. I ended up straddling him, and my head fell down right next to his. I was lying down on top of him, breathing a heavy liquor into his ear.
Me: not gonna lie
Drake: kinda wish nicki wasn’t here.. i could please youuu
Drake: love ya.
Drake got up and opened the door.
Drake: lets go.
I got up and forced myself to leave the room.
I sat on the couch across from Nicki and Drake sat next to nicki.
There he goes again.
Nicki was answering a text and Drake was looking over her shoulder. I grabbed my phone, acting like I had something to do.
Drake: sooo ladies.
Nicki: drizzy and his girlfriend
Me: hes not my boyfriend.
Drake looked hurt
Me: not really.
Nicki: oh practically.
Me: no. its been 2 days.
Nicki: its possible.
Drake: yeah. new subject
Me and nicki were silent.
Drake looked up front.
There was a door blocking the driver and us
Drake: you ladies ever had a 3some?
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Nicki laughed and brushed Drake’s arm.
Fuck no. As drunk as I was, I wouldn’t be caught dead having a threesome with Nicki and Drake. Thats like having a threesome with Romeo and Juliet… it just doesn’t happen.
Drake looked at me and I looked away.
Me: I’m..um not having a threesome Drake. But you and Nicki have fun.
I got up and went to the back again.
Drake got up and came towards me again, and grabbed my arm.
Drake: sorry I asked.
Me: you honestly should be. you are one sick fucking coward. I thought you were different, way way different.
Drake: I am.
Me: Oh and I’m just some inexperienced prick who loves you for your money and your sex.
Drake: when did i say that?
Me: you didn’t. you didn’t have to. you never will have to.
Drake: what are you talking about?
Me: what happened to you? you’re the most romantic guy I will ever meet, but when we’re in front of other people, you get embarrassed.
Drake: what? I’m not the one who stormed out of the mall yesterday.
Me: thats different. that was because of your fans. but when you’re in front of nicki or dollicia, you’re gonna act like I’m the one who’s obsessed with you, and I’m not okay with that, which is why I’m leaving.
Drake: you aren’t leaving you’re pmsing thats what your doing. you’re being jealous.
Me: fuck you.
I grabbed my purse, and walked to the front of the bus.
Me: excuse me sir can you please make a complete stop? id like to get off here.
Drake: benny dont listen to her.
Drake walked up front and grabbed my hand
Drake: dont leave. please dont leave me. please. I’m sorry. Nicki. This is Jamie. She’s 22 years old and I met her at a concert. I gave her and her sister, Samantha tickets to meet me after I saw how beautiful she was. I met them and I contacted her through a twitter dm. I skyped her, picked her up, and I fell in love with her in 2 days. She doesn’t believe me though. She doesn’t believe a word I say. Im insecure sometimes. I try to hide who I care most about, unless they’re people the world knows about.
Drake looked back at me.
Drake: Stay. Our story is a miracle. The best thing that will ever happen to someone. People who listen to our story…fans and celebrities that listen to our story will believe that its possible to fall in love with the impossible. Stay.
Me: Oh my gosh.
Drake: Obviously we fight. We have so many different directions to turn, but we have to stay on the right path together, and make this story have a happy ending, not one with winding roads.
Me: Drake.. you’re so corny.
Drake looked at me and raised his eyebrows.
Me: I love it.
I wasn’t gonna tell Drake I loved him. I wasn’t ready obviously. He was too confident about the word “love.” I wasn’t gonna throw it around like it was easy..because it wasn’t.
Nicki stood up and clapped her hands.
Nicki: god damn it i wish i had a film crew in here. was that real life? are you guys auditioning for a movie?
I started laughing, laughing so hard. She was so right it was ridiculous.
The bus driver stopped the bus.
Drake: No we settled everything.
Nicki: This is for me, Drizzy.. I think its better if I just get off here. My tourbus is parked here. I wasn’t gonna call my driver but I decided to.
Drake: Nicki….thats not necessary. We just solved all of our problems.
Nicki: Now that Im gone, you have absolutely none!
Nicki walked off the bus.
Me: I like her.
Drake: in what way? because I’m dying for that threesome.
Me: No.. I like her as a friend Drake… never will I ever like her more than that.
Drake: you do know she’s bi right?
Me: tmi… glad i found that out after that awkward and uncomfortable moment 10 minutes ago.
Drake laughed and pulled me in. He brought me over to the couch and sat me down, holding me in his arms.
Me: I wish this wasn’t a tour for your fans. I wish it could be a tour for me… Next stop: hawaii… Next stop: Jamaica? Next stop: Paris?
Drake: I wish that too.
Benny: Uh oh. We’re coming to a complete stop. Looks like we broke down! Los Angeles is 2 hours away.
Drake looked at me and I looked at him. I got off of him quickly and sprinted to our room, and he was right behind me.
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He slammed the door and I got those chills again.
He lied down on the bed, I grabbed a blanket, put it over us, and cuddled. I got a sense of warmth and comfort as his hand was stroking my arm.
Me: i dont wanna fight with you.
Drake: i dont wanna fight with you either.
Me: i just dont know if you’re someone to play with the word “love.” we’re just getting to know each other.
Drake: maybe i am.
Me: when you tell me, i dont want it to be over some fight, proving something. i want you to mean it okay?
Drake looked at me.
Me: i want that spark we had the first night we hung out. that was the best night of my life.
Me: not gonna lie.
Drake’s body was warm. My ear was against his chest, and he moved his hand under the blanket, on my hip. He started rubbing my hip. Every touch made me shudder.. his touch was not like anyone’s. I raised my head and put my lips to his warm neck, not kissing him, just placing them. He stroked around my thigh and hip bone, a little up my shirt.
Me: stop teasing me.
I looked up at him and his eyes were closed.
I put my left leg on his stomach and his chest as a pillow.
Me: you tired?
Drake: what? no
Drake opened his eyes
Me: its fine if you are.
I put my head back on his chest, and I was pretty much lying on top of him. He was like my bed, and he didn’t seem to care.. he liked it.
Drake jumped up: yeah?
Benny: just wanted to make sure you were back there… with your company!
Drake: yeah I am, were fine!
Something vibrated and Drake sat up. I lifted my head off of him and sat up too.
Drake: is that mine or yours?
Me: not mine.
Drake checked his phone.
I saw it was Dollicia.. he saw me look too.
Me: aren’t you gonna answer that?
Drake: I mean… nah.
Me: am i ever gonna meet her?
Drake: i can invite her on tour if you want to meet her.
Me: i wanna meet her, but i dont want you guys making out.
Me: you know I’m serious… dollicia and nicki i get jealous about.
Drake: what about rihanna?
I looked at Drake.
Me: what? Im supposed to be jealous of every girl you communicate with?
Drake: well.. we have fucked. she is my ex girlfriend.
Me: oh so you still have feelings for her?
Drake: I mean.. we can fool the fans. We can be grinding on stage performing together, but we can actually hate each other at the same time.
I laughed: what? thats actually happened?
Drake: more than once. pretty impressive huh?
Me: so when are the partys gonna start?
Drake: tonight… pretty much every night i have a concert there will be a party…some, we dont have to attend.
Me: oh my god. can i spell drama or can i spell drama?
Drake: you can spell drama if you want.
Me: so what does this mean? me you rihanna dollicia nicki tonight?
Drake got really happy: what??? seriously?
Me: yeah of course. 5 some.
Drake: man that would be soo hot.
Me: and you are such a pig!
Drake: love ya.
Me: wanna make out
Drake: what did you just say
Me: you heard me
Drake: who says that
Drake: well duh i wanna make out.
I kissed him and he shoved his tongue in my mouth. I sat straddling around his waist, squeezing my legs around him, moving back and forth against his stomach, teasing him.
Drake: can i take off your shirt
I started laughing so hard.
Drake laughed too
Drake: you started it
Me: i know i did.
Drake grabbed your shirt and lifted it above your head.
Me: take a picture it’ll last longer.
Drake: can i?
Me: haha youre so weird.
Drake pulled out his phone.
Me: how many naked pictures do you have on your phone
I grabbed the phone from him and he tried ripping it away from me.
Me: holy shit. you may not take a picture of my tits now. what is this? like 50 different girls?
Drake was embarrassed and started deleting some.
Me: I’m sorry.
Drake: nah its okay
Me: no like i am. i shouldn’t have taken your phone. I’m sorry.
Drake: haha its okay.
It really wasn’t okay.
Now it was awkward. I felt like a bad person.. like I just insulted him.
Maybe I did.
Maybe I embarrassed him a lot.
Maybe he was gonna delete the pictures.
Maybe he wasn’t.
I didn’t know much about what he felt, or what he’d do, or what I’d do, and I couldn’t live off of “maybe’s”
I put my shirt back on, and got up to open the door.
Drake: where are you going?
Me: the front.
Drake: i want you here, next to me. and i wanna know that you’ll be here, next to me, for the next 2 months.
Drake love story part 19
Nicki’s Point of View:
I wanted Drake. I didn’t want this Jamie girl having her. Drake wanted me. He told me before. I had to break them up. I needed to.
I decided to text Drake
Nicki: I have to tell you something really important tonight.
Drake immediately texted back: what is it?
Nicki: Ill tell you later when I see you.
After a long bus ride of tweeting and updating fans, we finally arrived in Los Angeles.
Drake texted me: where you at?
Nicki: About to get off my bus. Are you staying at the renaissance?
Drake: yeah.. ill see u there.
I had people carry my bags for me as I went through the back door.
I got in my room and lied down on the bed.
Drake texted me again: were here.
I got up from my bed and looked in the mirror. Sweatpants and a hoodie, hair in a braid, and just a little makeup i hadn’t washed off from last night.. I looked horrible.
Drake texted me again: Jamies gonna hop in the shower. If you meet me, Ill come to your room so you can tell me whats up.
Nicki: Yeah I’m on the 5th floor. you?
Drake: same! wait outside your door.
I stepped outside my door and saw Drake. I closed my eyes and threw my arms open wide. He came and hugged me.
Drake: lets go in your room.
I went in and sat down on the bed.
Drake: what is it? you said it was really important.
Nicki: its not.
Drake looked bummed out.
Nicki: I just wannna hug you!
I hugged Drake and fell on top of him.
Drake’s heart beat at a normal speed.
Drake: I miss your hugs nick
Nicki: I just miss you.
I looked at Drake and he looked down at me. I got up off of him.
Nicki: geez its like 80 degrees in here.
I went up to the thermostat.
Drake: seriously? thats hot! looks like were gonna have to strip
Drake said it jokingly, but you knew him for way too long.. it started to seem like he was seriously.
I took off my hoodie and was wearing just a tank top.
Nicki: lets cuddle.
Drake: you know my girlfriend is in the other room right now.
Nicki: taking a shower, without you.
Nicki: if you were my boyfriend, id let you with me.
I felt like I was being a slut. But drake was mine. Drake had always been mine.
I got closer to Drake and he wrapped his arms around my back. I took one of his hands and put it on my thigh, and the other on my butt. He didn’t move it away, just moved his hands around. I missed his touch. He always made me feel perfect.
Drake: what else would you let me do if i was your boyfriend?
Nicki: a lot
Drake: like what
By now, you knew Drake was horny. How easy it was.
Nicki: I’d kiss you.
Drake: do it
Nicki: im not your girlfriend though!
Drake: do it anyways.
I leaned in and kissed him, and pulled away. He grabbed my head and brought it back to his lips, working down to my neck.
Drake: what else
Nicki: id let you take off my shirt,and my bra.. but you aren’t my boyfriend!
Drake: i love ya nicki
Nicki: you love a lot of people dont you drizzy
Drake: now why would you think that
Nicki: come on. you just love sex. you love amazing sex.
Drake: thats true, but i also love jamie.
Nicki: but you love me too
Drake: as a friend.
I decided to take off my top.
Drake’s eyes were on me.
Drake: as a friend.
I turned around, and moved my hair out of the way.
Nicki: can you help me unclasp it
He unclasped it and i turned back around.
Drake: stop doing this
Nicki: what am i doing? i want you. i want you so bad.
Drake: i have a girlfriend. she’s probably out of the shower right now.
I was topless in front of drake, and i was hesitant to take off my pants.
Drake: this isn’t right. I’m sorry. put your shirt back on. i hope this doesn’t make things awkward, but i just made a promise to her. i love you though. ill see you later.
And that was that.
He got up off my bed.
He walked to the door.
He opened it, and bam. He closed it.
And here I was, being so confident that he’d want every part of me as much as I wanted him, but I was wrong. He loved this girl.. what he felt for her was real.. and I stopped thinking I had a chance.
I put my bra back on, my shirt, my hoodie, and called one of my girls.
Drake love story part 20
I walked out of the bathroom and Drake wasn’t in the room.
Where did he go?
Just then, he walked in our hotel room door and I looked at him with a towel wrapped around my body.
Drake: dont say anything. dont ask. dont get mad.
Me: I won’t get mad? Wait why would I get mad? Oh you visited Nicki and you took advantage of the fucking 10 minutes I wasn’t with you?
Drake: no! but i almost did. she was all over me and I I kissed her and she wanted to do more but I didn’t want to so I left.
Me: you left?
Me: you promise?
Drake: i promise
Me: you’re getting better. impressive.
I grabbed my suitcase from the floor and put it on the bed.
I tied my towel so I could open the suitcase.
Me: okay so what should i wear for tonight?
Drake: something simple? do you have a dress
Me: a dress is simple?
Drake: like a simple dress?
Me: oh.. well yeah I have a red one and
Drake: red one is perfect.
Me: im not gonna put it on now though
Drake: good thinking. just wear a towel.
I started laughing.
Me: you’re so funny. but no. shorts and a shirt.
I grabbed a white tshirt out of my suitcase and jean shorts to go into the bathroom to put it on. I wasnt wearing a bra.
I saw Drake through the mirror. He was answering a text.
Me: who you texting?
Drake: Nicki. she just texted me.
Me: oh.. what’d she say?
Drake: come back
Me: are you gonna?
Drake: nope. if she wants to talk to me, she can come in here.
Me: haha shes not gonna.
Drake: she’s intimidated by you, thats why.
Me: why?? I dont look intimidating right?
Drake: no not like that lol. you have me is what i mean.
Me: oooo cocky.
Drake: no thats what she said.
Me: oh. tell me what happened.
Drake: its not important.
Me: omg you did more than kiss her!
Drake: okay she was like undressing in front of me but
Me: you didn’t stop it!
Drake: its not a big deal I’ve seen her tits before.
Me: i hate you!
Drake: i love you! but really i felt nothing. damn once a girl comes around me I’m just no longer safe.
Drake: i should stick a sign on my forehead that says “i have a girlfriend. back off.”
Drake: but then my fans would be mad.
Drake: yeah i dont think ill do that.
Me: what about a tattoo?
Drake: across my forehead? the chinese girl that got me across her forehead would think its directed to her.
Me: omg so true!
Me: so who’s tits are better?
Me: me or nickis
Drake: seriously haha
Drake: well yours obviously. your my girlfriend.
Me: but if i wasn’t.
Drake: still you.
Me: i think your lying.
Drake: i think i need to be reminded on what they look like.
Me: no id rather not feel like a whore
Drake: what? I’m your boy cmon
I went over to him and lied down next to him
Drake was sitting at the edge of the bed and turned around to look at me.
Drake grabbed the bottom of my shirt and raised it, kissing me all the way up to my boobs.
Drake: definitely you
Me: no we aren’t comparing anything else!
Drake kissed all around my stomach
Me: i love when you’re horny.
Drake: its not hard to get me horny.. if you’re as attractive as you are.
Me: aw so sweet. did you delete those pictures off your phone or are you keeping them
Drake: i deleted some
Me: oh my gosh you have to delete them drakeeee please.
Drake: okay. only because I decided to be a good boyfriend.
Drake got up
Drake: ugh. she said if i dont come to her room she’s not gonna do the song with me tonight.
Me: what song? isn’t that a threat
Drake: she’s pissing me off right now. be right back.
The door slammed shut as I lied down on the bed, exactly how Drake left me. I pulled out my phone, and decided to take a picture. Just one.
Drake love story part 21
Drake walked down the hall and knocked on the door.
I heard Nicki open up.
I walked to the door and cracked it open, eaves dropping.
Nicki: hi.. sorry for the threat. sorry for trying to do that when you have a girlfriend. i just miss you and i dont want you forgetting me. but it won’t happen again.
Drake: no its okay. what are you talking about? forgetting you? you’re the last person in the world I could forget.
Nicki: thanks. but you guys have fun today. ill see you tonight.
She was about to shut the door and Drake stopped it.
Drake: i got a couple minutes.
Nicki opened the door and he walked in.
Shit. How was I supposed to know what was happening now?
I left the door open a creak and tip toed down to Nicki’s room.
I was able to hear them.
Nicki: do you like this dress? for tonight? or is it too not me?
Drake: wow. thats gorgeous.
Nicki: really? do you wanna see it on me?
Drake: id love to.
She better not be changing in front of him. Are you serious
Drake: even better.
I heard footsteps. Nicki was walking over to Drake.
Nicki: feel the fabric.. its so soft.
I heard nothing.
Drake: yeah it is.
There was silence for 30 seconds and it was the longest 30 seconds of my life, because I knew exactly what they were doing. Once Nicki got in front of Drake, he couldn’t stop himself, no matter how hard he tried. He tried, but he was always gonna have that attachment towards her, and I honestly didn’t wanna get in the way of it.
Drake: I can’t do this, at least not right now. Jamies right down the hall.
I tiptoed back and packed my things.
I picked up my suitcase, and didn’t know what to do.
Until I remembered my cousin lives about 25 minutes away.
I walked out the door, leaving it half open, and I heard Nicki say goodbye to Drake. I started walking faster, not wanting Drake or Nicki to see me, but he opened it just as I passed him.
I kept walking and he looked at me.
Drake: where are you going?
I didn’t answer.
Drake: you can’t do this to me.
Drake walked after me and I pressed the elevator button. It honestly couldn’t go slower.
Drake: dont leave.
Me: you really think I wouldn’t have been curious? you couldn’t have hooked up with nicki when i wasn’t right down the hall?
Me: no. dont speak. you figure out what the fuck you want. and maybe ill do the same. because I’m done being hurt. Im done with this drama. You want me for sex. You dont love me.
I said it with disgust.
Me: People who love each other, dont fucking do this to one another. You make me sick. Sleeping with you makes me feel like I’ve been one of a million, and you dont deserve a girlfriend.
Drake: lets talk about it.
The elevator door opened and I walked in.
Me: Im not saying another word. Goodbye.
Drake: stop. jamie. please. I’m an awful boyfriend please.
Me: you are.
Drake’s eyes got filled with water as the elevator door shut.
I got down to the first floor and walked out of the hotel lobby.
This lasted. This truly lasted. I called my aunt and she answered.
Me: hi tricia? you think i can stay with you for a night? ill explain at your house. I’m 25 minutes away. okay. okay thank you.
I hung up and grabbed a cab. I was off, to who knows where for who knows when.
I could only pray my life would turn around, because 2 months was an awful long time.
Drake love story part 22
Someone knocked on my door and I went to answer it, confused.
It was Drake.
Me: Hi.. um
Drake: she left. help me get her back.
Me: come in.
Drake went in and sat on my bed.
Drake: she heard us. i kissed you. so what. you’re my friend. you’ve been my friend for more than 2 years. i think i can kiss my friend.
Me: Drake we both know you like me more than a friend.. the whole world does.
Drake didn’t answer and I sat down on the floor, cross legged facing him.
Drake: Nothing will ever happen with us that will make us more than friends though.. I’ve tried. I tried for 2 years. We’ll always just be friends.
Me: You didn’t try. You always had some girl with you.
Drake: Nicki it doesn’t matter anymore. I brought Jamie on this trip to get to know her, and you know I can’t control myself around you. You ruined it.
I got up and walked towards him.
Me: why is this my fault? why can’t you control yourself around me
Drake looked at me up and down and closed his eyes.
Drake: look in the mirror. no guy can.
Me: so you not being able to control yourself in front of me is my fault?
Drake: you lead me on. you tempt me. you do it on purpose to see how much control i have.
Me: you’re right. why dont i just lead you on right now? i like you drake. I’m here for you. i never meant to break you guys up, but i will always have feelings for you.
Drake: i like you too. but i like jamie. and she’s in a cab going to her aunts house 25 minutes away. and i have to think of a way to get her back. i know she’s waiting for it too.
I stroked Drakes arm and stood in between his legs. He touched my waist and closed his eyes.
Drake: i can’t.
I moved closer, touching his chest.
Drake: I’ll figure a way to get her back after
Me: after what?
Drake: after… this
Drake scooted back and I brought myself on to him.
I didn’t care that I was being used.. because for the first time in our friendship, I think I wanted him more than he wanted me.
The driver dropped me off in front of my aunt’s house.
I decided to drop my bags off and went back out. I needed to get some air, even if it was polluted Los Angeles.
I walked down the street and the paparazzi were after me, asking where Drake was.
I ignored them at first, and finally said “we’re still together okay?” even if it was a lie.
I saw more paparazzi yelling at someone else. They were about to pass me and I moved out of the way. It was J Cole.
He saw me.
J: jamie? is that your name? drake’s .. girlfriend?
Is this seriously happening?
Ive been dating Drake for 3 days and now celebrities wanna talk to me? along with paparazzi?
Me: are you headed anywhere?
J: nah just back to my house.
Me: do you wanna talk?
J motioned for me to follow him and I hopped in his car.
Me: me and drake just got in a fight. he and nicki.. idk..
J: seriously? wanna talk about it
Me: honestly dont even want to. point is were not together at this moment.
J: yeah I’m having issues with an ex.. hard to get over her.
Me: I’m sorry.
J: are you going to that party tonight?
Me: yeah i think so.. if drakes throwing it.
J: he is. ill see you there then.
Me: yay i have another friend besides him.
J laughed and we finally got to his house.
J: it might be a mess.
Me: It’s weird that Drake ‘s the reason I’m here…
J: yeah that is kind of weird. do you want a diet coke or water or anything?
Me: no I’m fine. how long have you been in the music industry?
J: about a year now. its kind of a ride.
Me: i bet it is.
J took off his sweatshirt, and was just wearing a white tee. I couldn’t help but stare.
Jcole: Not trying to get in the way but you and drake should get back together.
Me: i just want him to apologize. we were at a hotel and nicki got a room right down the hall, and kept asking him to come … so i was like alright. so i decided to eaves drop and heard them perfectly….making out.
Jcole: thats awful.
Me: and i pretty much just said i needed a break, and he was gonna have to think about what he wanted, because he’s not loyal.. he really isn’t.
Jcole: that sucks. relationships are so hard. especially when nicki gets in the way.. she is such a slut.
Me: is she really?
Jcole: honestly.. she never wants drake when he’s single, but when he has a date, she acts like he’s the only guy at the party. its so fucking annoying.
Me: interesting. should i fight for him?
Jcole: honestly i think the guy should realize nickis games by now, but he loves sex, so i dont know what his plans are.
Me: so i shouldn’t.
Jcole: do what you wanna do. but you’re a beautiful girl, and you deserve someone with a beautiful heart. obviously he has feelings for nicki he’ll never be able to get over.. is there someone you have feelings for?
Me: my ex. i broke up with him. its a long story.
Jcole: i have time.
Me: well, its just basically that he’s an asshole and he lied to me about shit to try and break me and drake up and
Jcole: woah… you broke up with him after being with drake?
Jcole: okay go on.
Me: well… nothing else. he’s just a liar. he’s like every other fucking guy.
J didn’t answer
Me: do you think you could talk to drake? i just want him to know nickis games.
J: people have told him. he doesn’t wanna listen.
Me: yeah. well thank you for everything.
J: you’re leaving?
Me: i dont wanna over stay
J: you just got here. its only 4. stay until 6. the parties not until 9.
Me: i just dont want…drake looking for me you know
J: if you want to, you can go. but you aren’t over staying, and its fun talking to you.
Me: ill stay. i have to stop worrying about him i know.
J: worry all you want. i understand.
I looked at J and he smiled. He was absolutely gorgeous. But so was Drake. The first day I met Drake he was absolutely gorgeous.. he still was.. but Nicki wasn’t. I had to get rid of Nicki, I had no idea how.
My phone vibrated.
Call from: Drake.
I looked at it, and let it ring.
I looked up at j and he wasn’t looking.
Me: where were we?
Drake love story part 23
J: I dont know why Drake would ever cheat on someone like you.
Me: what do you mean
J: you know exactly what i mean. you’re so humble and honest, and easy to get along with.. and sexy.
Me: oh and you’re hitting on me it seems
He smiled and didn’t answer.
J coles phone rang and he looked at it.
J: its your boy.
Me: are you gonna answer
J: yeah. ill put it on speaker
he picked up.
J: hey whats up man
Drake: are you with jamie? i saw pictures of you guys on the street… i just want to let you know that i really like her and i need to know where she is.
He looked at me and I nodded my head “no.”
J: i dont know man.
Drake: do you have any idea? she won’t answer my calls and i dont know what to do.
J: maybe you should fight for her. idk what else to tell you.
Drake: alright thanks anyway
Drake hung up and I relaxed my shoulders.
Me: I’m gonna go. But ill see you tonight. I gotta go get settled at my aunts house.
J: thats fine. nice meeting you.
I got up and went to hug him. it was awkward. I felt his strong back.. but it was nothing special compared to Drake. I needed Drake. I wanted him inside me. I missed making love to him. He had no idea what he was doing to me, and I felt so terrible that I couldn’t do the same thing to him, especially with one of his best friends.
He shut the door and I tried to sneak out of his apartment before the paparazzi could find me. I grabbed a cab and drove home.
I looked at my phone. I had turned it on silent when Drake had called me. He texted me 3 times and called me 7 times.
I got to my aunts house and she wasn’t home. I decided to grab a bottle of water and watch some tv.
I looked at my phone and another call was coming in from him. I was bored, nothing to do, so I answered it.
I spoke innocently, hurt.
Drake: jamie. jamie dont hang up please dont hang up I’m so sorry I’m sorry i need to talk to you please meet me.
I didn’t answer.
Drake: I dont want to lose you. I can commit. I can. I will. I won’t lay eyes on another girl.
Me: how do i believe that? i can’t drake..cant.
My voice cracked.
Drake: i miss you. lets start over. let me pick you up. where are you
Me: 839 hennis boulevard
Drake: can i come
Me: i guess so.
Drake said thank you and hung up.
I decided to pull out my make up bag, and cover my face with a simple foundation so no imperfections would show, i put on a light blue eye shadow, blue eyeliner, some mascara, and a little bit of bronzer. I took out one of my $50 athletic headbands and slipped it over my silky hair. I looked in the mirror. I was wearing a white shirt and decided to wear my favorite bra. It was black. You could see it through my shirt. My jean shorts were a little too short, but I didn’t care. I put on my gladiators and sat back down, watching tv.
My aunt came home.
Tricia: hey nice to see you!
Me: you too. thank you so much for having me. i promise i won’t bother you. it will probably just be for a day or two.
Tricia: oh make yourself at home!
Me: thank you. I’m actually going out soon.
Tricia: your father told me about your romance.
Me: haha really now? yes he’s going to pick me up soon.
I looked at my phone, one new text: Here
I decided not to tell her about the excessive drama in my life.
Me: he’s actually here. ill talk to you later.
Tricia: have fun sweetie.
Me: thank you. love you.
I shut the door and went down the steps.
I jumped in the car and Drake started driving towards the Renaissance.
Me: i dont wanna go back to that hotel.
Drake: why not? its privacy
I felt myself getting the urge to make love to him already. He had me falling for him so easily.
Me: its just gonna be awkward with …her. I can’t.
Drake: she went out.
Me: okay. fine.
We finally arrived, and he opened the car door for me, like he always did.
We finally got up to our room and I went in first.
Me: place is empty.
Drake: yeah well, thats what happens when you leave.
Me: i didn’t leave i just temporarily..
I sat on a chair next to the bed.
Me: so whats up
Drake: how are you
Me: I’m great how are you
Drake: I’m awful. i think you know by now that I’m sorry, and hurting you hurts me even more.
Me: does it?
Drake: yes. Me and nicki…
Me: dont say her name
Drake: I’m sorry. we have history.
Me: i know drake. but if you want a girlfriend, you have to get rid of that history, because i can’t take it. obviously you can stay friends, but you can’t be fuck buddies, especially if I’m right down the fucking hallway.
Drake: i know you’re right. i fucked up.
Me: you did.
Drake took off his sneakers and lied down on the bed.
His hand was supporting his head and I put my feet on the bed.
Drake: come here
Drake: you know why. just come here.
I hesitated but finally went over to the bed, climbed on, and lied down.
Drake: are you excited for tonight
Me: i mean, sure, yeah i guess.
Drake: what do you mean
Me: I’m just not ready for the drama.
Drake: there won’t be any.
Me: yeah there will. i hope there isn’t, but there always is.
Drake: thats true. i hope there isn’t either.
Drake scooted closer to me and opened up his arms.
I embraced him.
Me: i miss you so much
Drake: i miss you too..so much.
My head was on his chest.
I pulled away and slowly took off his shirt.
Drake watched me and lied down on his back.
I felt his chest and moved my hands closer to his belt.
He was wearing khaki shorts.
I unbuckled them and slid them off.
I started taking off my shirt and felt Drake’s eyes on me, opening and closing.
Drake: i dont know why i ever cheated on you.
Me: what else did you do with nicki besides kiss her
Drake: we had sex after you left.
Drake spit it out like it was a swear… it kinda was.
I unclasped my bra and threw it on the chair.
Drake grabbed me and pulled me in fast, kissing me everywhere.
Drake: you are so sexy, beautiful, amazing, gorgeous, hot.
Drake said in between kisses.
He unbuckled my jean shorts and he went inside me. just like that, we became one.
I missed it. I missed it so much. I didn’t wanna lose him. I wanted to stay on this bed with him forever, not even caring about my family back home, my school, my career, his career, anything. If that wasn’t love, then what is?
Drake love story part 24
I finally got back to my aunt’s house, and grabbed my stuff, leaving her a note on the table. It was 8:30 and I was headed to the party hall to celebrate Drake and his country wide tour beginning. I was about to see so many people, high class.
Me and Drake took a limo. We were in it with Nicki, Rihanna, Lil Wayne, his girlfriend, and DJ Khaled. I tried not to give Nicki the death stare, but I couldn’t help it. She had her eyes on Drake the whole ride. Constantly, she would slap him in the knee and he would smile and put his arm around her. Rihanna would take pictures of Nicki kissing Drake on the cheek as I smiled a fake smile. It was horrible. Rihanna and Nicki hated me for no reason, except for the fact that I was Drake’s “date.”
We finally arrived.
Nicki: Drake walk in with me!
Drake turned to me: you ok?
Me: yep. I’ll just walk in alone.
Nicki: you can walk in with both of us!
Me: no its fine. just her.
What is this? We share Drake? No. I didn’t play that game. I wasn’t interested.
Drake: Nicki I’m gonna walk in with her, sorry.
I smiled and Nicki gave me a dirty look.
Everyone got out and me and Drake were still in the limo.
The limo driver shut the door.
Drake: you ready?
Me: why wouldn’t I be?
Drake: well you aren’t getting up.
Me: oh right.
Drake: tell me whats wrong.
Me: I just think everyone here hates me. I know they do. Rihanna, Nicki, Dollicia will… you have some exes.
Drake: Yeah, they’re exes for a reason. I have you. Tonight, its about me and you.
Me: well then stop leaving me out because all I feel tonight is left out.
Drake: I’m sorry.
Drake gave me a kiss on the neck and grabbed my hand. The limo driver opened the door and we walked a carpet into the party. We smiled at cameras hand in hand, and I truly felt like a princess. We walked in and I immediately saw J.Cole. I let go of Drake’s hand and ran to him, hugging him. Oops. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that.
I walked back to Drake and he was shaking people’s hands and giving them hugs. He introduced me to T-Minus, very sexy. I even saw Justin Bieber and Selena. What were they doing here? There was a bar and people were taking shots.
Drake: lets go take some
I followed him and we sat on a stool. People were coming up to Drake and congratulating him, and I just kept sitting there awkwardly. Once I got alcohol in me, I knew it would start getting better.
Drake: 2 please.
I smelled the cup and it wasn’t my favorite, but Drake liked it so I had to act like it was.
Drake: ready. set. take a shot for me
I started laughing and didn’t take it, and Drake did.
Drake: Let’s try again.
Me: now you’re ahead of me!
I took the shot, ready for another one.
We took another round.
He kissed my lips.
We took another round, and another, and another, and another.
I finally got up from the stool and wobbled to the dance floor with Drake.
We were grinding. My back wasn’t against someone and then it was.
I turned around, thinking it was Drake and kissed him.
I pulled away. Oops.
It wasn’t. People saw me. Oops.
I looked around for Drake but didn’t find him.
I went downstairs to where it was quiet and him and Nicki were talking on the couch.
Drake was touching her knee.
I looked at Nicki’s face and she was crying, probably fake crying.
I listened in.
Drake: stop crying. have a good time. Im here with Jamie you dont have to be mad about that I love you too you know.
Nicki: you just forget about me.
Drake: no i dont. come on. get up. were going back upstairs.
He grabbed her hand and she fell on him. He helped her stand up straight but she kept leaning against his chest.
He saw me
Drake: oh heyyy
I wobbled towards him.
Me: before you hear this from anyone else, i just kissed some one and thought it was youuuu
Drake: you dont look good
I ran to the corner and threw up.
I looked up at him. Nicki was leaning against him. He sat her on a couch and came over to me with a trash can.
Drake: are you okay
Me: i’m sorry.
Me: im a light weight
Drake: i know you are
Me: how many did you have?
Me: how are you not throwing up?
Drake: just drunk.
I fell back on him and he grabbed me
Drake: lets go back upstairs.
Me: naahh….lets have sex
Me: yeah. its bad ass
Drake: badass? more like disgusting. theres people around.
I started raising my dress and he grabbed it and pulled it down.
Me: you dont think I’m sexy
Drake: yes i do baby i think you’re beyond it just not here
Me: i want to!!
Drake: no you dont.
Me: let me blow you
Drake: not here. Come on. get up.
Me: is there a closet around
Drake: im not hosting my own party in a closet.
Me: but you’re with meeee
I got up and walked towards the stairs. Drake was using me for support to walk, while holding me up.
We got to the dance floor and went to the middle.
Im On One was playing and Rihanna came up to Drake and pulled him away from me.
I pulled him back.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and started grinding his leg and I suddenly felt a breeze. People were making a dance floor for me and Drake. I pulled myself back up on my feet and leaned against his chest.
A slow song came on and me and Drake were holding each other up.
The slow song got interrupted by a gunshot outside and a shriek.
People ran to the windows and the door and screamed “oh my god!”
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Someone was lying on the ground.
Someone was running away.
I looked closely at the person on the ground. I couldn’t recognize who it was.
No one could.
It wasn’t anyone Drake knew, or anyone knew. Thank God, but this was still horrible. People rushed outside and I was staring at the window, tears filling my eyes. I felt someone’s hand come over towards me.
It was J. Cole.
He hugged me from the back. Everyone rushed outside, trying to get a closer look. My body slowly fell down. How unbelievably awful was this night.
My head was spinning, someone just got shot, and I didn’t even know what town I was in, or who I was with. I couldn’t trust anybody right now.
In the morning, I woke up on the floor of the hotel room. I got up and couldnt remember last night. I saw Drake’s keys, but didn’t see him.
I left the room and went down the hall, and heard Drake and Nicki talking about last night.
I knocked on the door and Drake came to answer it.
Drake noticed it was me and told Nicki he had to go.
He shut the door behind him and I looked at him, confused.
Me: why were you in there?
Drake: I got up early and she wanted to talk about last night.
Me: were you there all night
He put his hand on my back and I let him support me. I moved my back to the hall way wall and brought him close to me. I put my arms around his neck and his breath was hot.
He leaned in to kiss me but I moved my head.
Me: what happened last night
Drake: honestly i dont even remember, but two kids were having a fight outside the hall, and one got killed.
Me: thats awful. i remember that. but thats it.
Drake: yeah. i took too many shots. I think everyone did.
Me: So you’re performing tonight?
Drake: yep. just like yesterday, but this time you’re coming.
I was getting excited. I wanted to be that girl that watched Drake perform from the side of the stage as thousands of people were crazy over him, like my sister. I could meet a random person in the audience and say, “I was you 4 days ago” and they’d be excited to meet me.
Drake smiled and pushed against the wall.
He opened the door to your room and I walked in.
He closed the door and locked it, which usually meant sex, but I surprisingly wasn’t in the mood. I wanted to talk.
Me: so was dollicia there last night?
Drake: yeah you met her
Me: i dont remember
Drake: i danced with her i think
Me: thats cute
Drake: not really. you wanting to blow me was though
Me: i did? omg no. when
Drake: idk downstairs after we took like 7 shots you were begging too
Me: omg im so fucked up
Drake: in a cute way
I laughed, humiliated.
Me: oh my gosh
Drake: do you wanna go grab some breakfast
Me: um black coffee? I’m so hung over.
Drake: yeah me too. i dont know why i asked. we can call room service.
Drake called for 2 coffees.
Me: so did you like last night
Drake: it was definitely a party, but i think tonight will be better.
Drake: i won’t give you as much to drink.
Me: that’d be nice.
Drake: wanna take shots before I go onstage tonight
Me: omg yes.
Drake: omg ok.
Someone knocked on the door. It wasn’t room service, wasn’t Nicki, it was Dollicia. Dollicia Bryan.
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Dollicia: hey drake! oh you have company
Drake: yeah this is my girlfriend, Jamie.
Dollicia: you have a girlfriend? how long has it been?
Drake: I’ve known her for about 5 days now.
Dollicia: thats cute
Drake: yeah, it is.
I decided to budge in.
Me: why would you think Drake’s single
Dollicia looked at Drake and he was staring at her.
Dollicia: you didn’t tell her
Me: tell me what
Drake: tell her what
Drake’s voice was stern, basically telling Dollicia to leave the room.
Drake: and how’d you find me here
Dollicia: you told me last night
Me: Drake why did you tell her
Drake: Dollicia I think you should go
There was a pause.
Me: why can’t i get the truth out of you.
My voice was cracking in a whisper, and tears were filling my eyes.
Dollicia: hunny, he hooked up with me before his concert the other night
Drake: it was for publicity
Me: you told me it wasn’t recent. you lied to me? i should’ve trusted brian.
Drake: no jamie it was for publicity, i dont actually like her
Dollicia: you dont like me? i didn’t know you had a girlfriend.
Drake: i told you i did.
he said slowly.
I dont know why but I started yelling at Dollicia
Me: you’re a slut. you fucking whore i hate you leave this room
Dollicia: honey you’re 4 years younger than me you won’t do shit.
I grabbed her hair and opened the door, kicking her out of the room.
I slammed the door and Drake was staring at me, impressed.
Me: and you can get the fuck out too.
Drake: what are you talking about
Me: DRAKE. YOU LIED TO ME. WEVE DISCUSSED THIS TOO MANY TIMES. YOU CANT LIE TO ME. ITS JUST SO FUCKED UP.
Drake pulled my shirt and brought me towards him
Drake: i just didn’t wanna lose you
Me: im not dealing with your bullshit right now
Drake hugged me and I didn’t hug back
Drake: hug me back
I pulled away and lied down on the bed.
Drake: are you hinting something
Me: that was the worst way to start my day. you are full of such bullshit, always. i miss the romantic you.
Drake: i did it because i didn’t want people hating on you.
Me: why couldn’t you have just told me
Drake: i was afraid you wouldn’t trust me
Me: why would you think that
I said it sarcastically
Drake was standing at the end of the bed, hovering over me.
Me: go sit over there
Drake: I’m still romantic.
Me: no you aren’t.
Drake: okay, i know we’ve had some problems, but i constantly tell you i wanna be with you. why dont you believe it? rihanna, nicki, dollicia, they are all the past. I won’t hook up with any of them, they’re just friends.
Me: oh please drake. any girl thats pretty that you’re friends with can tempt you into doing anything, thats your #1 flaw.
Drake: i won’t though. i dont think any of them are attractive anymore.
Jamie: and i am?
Drake: you are because you’re normal, you dont try hard like them, your natural, you dont care about my money or my fans or our image.
Everything he was saying was true. I didn’t try hard for his concert. I didn’t care about his money, his fans, the image of us as a couple. I cared about him. I cared about being with him, making love at 3 am in the morning when I first met him, going out at that extravagant dinner, but i miss that.
Me: i want it to be like when we first met. i want to see your romantic side again.
Drake got up and grabbed my hand and helped me up
He started dancing with me, and leaned in to kiss me, and then, he started to try and go further.
I pulled away.
Me: no. you know what? i wanna see how long you can go with me not kissing or having sex, making love at night.
Drake: are you serious?
Me: i wanna go to random places with you, dance to your concerts, dance..in the rain.
Drake: you’re so cute.
Me: i mean it!
Drake: you’re crazy
Me: thats cause you can’t do it. you want me for sex.
Drake: not true.
Me: then prove it!
Drake: fine. ill do it. you’re gonna give in before me though.
Me: yeah okay.
Drake looked sad.
Drake: are you not attracted to me? i dont make you horny?
Me: you do you do. but boys can’t control themselves as much as girls can.
Drake: alright. well see. first one to give in loses. if i win, you have to come on stage and sing with me.
Me: thats AWFUL. ill get tomatoes thrown at me.
Me: you suck.
Drake: i know.
Me: okay well if I win, you have to let me hack your twitter with funny tweets.
Drake: fine, but nothing offensive, my fans are crazy sometimes.
Drake was about to kiss me and he pulled away
Drake: nope. spit shake?
I spit on my hand and wiped it over his shirt.
Drake: ah. and the bet begins.
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I lied back on the bed and Drake went to go sit on the chair.
Drake: so how are you beautiful?
Me: Oh I’m good.
Drake: does this bet mean we can hook up with other people or
Drake: I’m just wondering. like does it mean were both single?
Me: thats what you want?
Drake: i just wanna know.
Me: i was just seeing how long you could go without sex, not sex without me.
Drake: this is gonna be hard!
Me: i know. like what if i just wanna take off my clothes right now and torture you
Drake: no… stop. i dont wanna get my twitter hacked.
Me: and i dont wanna sing with you onstage!
Drake: why? it’d be cute
Me: it wouldn’t be cute
Drake: you’re cute.
Me: i know.
Drake:theres not much to do in LA thats romantic… like i dont know many places to rent out and feed you dinner at.
Me: you dont have to do that!
Drake: i thought thats what you wanted
Me: theres a million things to do in the day that are cute things that couples do. eating dinner isn’t the only thing.
Drake: well I’m not creative, so I’m gonna look it up
Me: go for it.
Drake: okay… watch the sunset, listen to classical music together? fuck that…. um… this is all stuff that has to do with sex…. write poetry, buy her stuff. i can buy you stuff
Me: what website are you on?
Drake: the worst one.
Me: ya i can tell
We both laughed.
Me: is there a gym here?
Drake: oh yeah there is.. but you dont actually wanna go right
Me: why not
Drake: you’re with me
Me: oh right.. ugh. hate this famous life.
Drake: love you too
I smiled at him.
Drake: i mean… sex is a workout but
Me: stop! its been like 2 minutes.
Drake: i know sorry
Me: lets go window shopping like outside… i always see LA couples doing that
Drake: lets do it, but its really hot and sunny out, gotta SPF it up
Me: i dont have sunscreen
Drake: i do
Drake: i dont know
I took it from him and squirted some on my legs
Drake: do you want me to
Me: I can rub in my own sunscreen
Drake: cmon i wanna help and I’m a good rubber
Me: haa okay fine
Drake wrapped his hands around my legs, rubbing it in, He got all the way to the top of my thigh and stopped, looking at me. I didn’t do anything.
Drake: let me kiss you
Me: fine, kiss me
Drake fell on top of me, kissing me, brushing his hands throughout my hair. He touched my shirt and I finally pulled away.
Drake: i want you so bad
Me: cause you’re you. in a couple of days you’ll want me even more and it will pay off.
Drake: my sexual needs doesn’t work like that. I want you means I want you, not Ill want you more tomorrow.
Me: why do i feel like you’re gonna lose this bet we made like 10 minutes ago.
Drake: because you’re sooo attractive and i never wanna lose you
Me: you won’t baby
I got up and went to my suitcase, pulling out a pink tank and white booty shorts. I wore toms on my feet and put on a little makeup. I put my hair in a side braid and Drake was still sitting on the bed watching me. I went over to him and sat on his lap.
I wrapped my arms around his neck
Me: are we gonna have a fun day today
Drake: you bet
I fell back onto Drake and kissed him.
We finally got up and left the room, towards the 90 degree weather, hand in hand.
We got outside, walked a half a mile and got into downtown LA. We started window shopping and the annoying paparazzi found us.
Paps: Drake is this your girlfriend??
Drake didn’t answer.
Paps: Drake was she at your party last night?
Drake didn’t answer.
Me: drake answer them
Drake: i dont. they scare me
Paps: I heard someone got shot at your party.
Paps: your new girl is fine
I smiled a little to myself and we finally got in a store.
Me: they are so annoying
Drake: you think?
Me: like so much for some people just wanting to enjoy a hot morning.
Drake: i know it sucks. worst part about fame, no privacy.
Me: at first i thought it would be cool. but its not.
I saw a tshirt. It said “who needs panties with a shirt that is this awesome?”
Me: i like this
Drake read it and smiled.
Drake: lets get it for you. you can wear it to bed tonight, and obey itt
Me: remember our bet
Drake: about that. i think i want my twitter hacked.
Me: well i want you to last longer! kissing me only
Drake came over to me, grabbed my ass, and kissed me.
Drake: you can’t do this. I’m gonna end up hiring strippers in about a week cause you’ll be so anti sex.
Me: no! you’re better than that
Drake laughed and so did I.
Drake: nicki wouldn’t do this to me
Drake smiled, but I didn’t.
I looked at him as he waited for me to smile. I didn’t.
Me: then go be with her
Drake: no i dont want her
Me: then why did you bring her up
Drake: i dont know. i thought you’d pull down my pants just then
Me: you’re sick! all you think about is that. i thought you were better than that.
Drake: i am. I’m sorry.
I ignored him and pointed out another tshirt. It was in all hebrew.
Me: can you read this
Drake: i wish. I’m hungry.
Me: lets go eat then
Drake: what are you in the mood for
Me: anything you’re in the mood for
Drake: i would say a burger and fries but i feel like well be having that too much. how about chinese or japanese food? or thai?
Me: lets do it.
We left the store, and paparazzi were on our tail again. Straight ahead, I see J. Cole. He was walking towards me. Should I hug him? Should I act like I know him?
I run towards him and hug him, making it awkward for Drake, but not meaning to.
Me: where you headed?
Jcole: oh me? home
Me: come out to lunch with me and Drake!!
Jcole looked at Drake and Drake looked clueless.
Jcole: nah its fine. ill catch you later though
Jcole left, but that whole time, all you heard was cameras clicking.
We both found a sushi restaurant and walked in.
Drake: not gonna try and start a fight, but if I ever did that to nicki or dollicia, you’d be fucking pissed off.
I looked at him and he shrugged.
Drake: its alright
The waiter got us a table, and we sat down in a booth.
I was playing with my braid, and Drake was looking at the menu. He was mad, I felt stupid. I know he wouldn’t be mad if there weren’t paparazzi, but I made him look awful, and I felt terrible for that.
Me: so what are you getting?
Drake looked up
Drake: umm probably the tuna roll maki. what about you
Me: oh i dont know yet
I didn’t know what to say, but I had the urge to say “hopefully you, tonight.” But i didn’t. because that would make me look weak. And whats worse than looking weak? Making Drake look strong.
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We finished eating and left the restaurant.
Drake: that maki was delicious. wasn’t it?
The paparazzi came up to me and Drake, and fans started flooding around. Pretty soon, I was pushed to the side so all these pretty fan girls could take a picture with him. I obviously felt jealous, but these girls were like Samantha, so I couldn’t hate them. I decided to not be a bitch about it.
Me: omg. I love your shoes! Tell me where you got them!
The girl looked around
Girl: really? I got them from JC Penney!
Me: They are absolutely adorable!
Girl: thank you!
The girl finally left and there was another girl.
Me: your outfit is like, my ideal outfit. Can i take a picture with you?
The girl started smiling really wide
Girl: yes of course. I like your outfit.
I looked down and laughed.
Me: ew why
She laughed and we got a picture.
Finally, the fans died down. Drake grabbed my hand and we started walking.
We passed an ice cream shop and Drake pulled me in the door.
Drake: you like ice cream?
Me: who doesn’t?
Drake: absolutely no one!
Drake: whats your favorite flavor
Me: mint chocolate chip
Drake: me too!
Me: ahh do you wanna split one
Drake: of course. why wouldn’t i wanna lick something you’ve licked.
He winked and I smiled
He stopped smiling and went in and kissed my cheek. He went to pull away and I grabbed his neck, and kissing him on the lips.
The worker was a girl. She was wearing a visor, and her hair was bleach blonde. Her tits were hanging out of her shirt, and I could see Drake checking her out.
Worker: may i help you?
Drake: yes can i have-
Worker: ah your drake.
Worker: keep going
Drake smiled and licked his lips.
Drake: ill have one large mint chocolate chip in a-
He looked at me
Drake: with chocolate jimmies?
The worker smiled.
Worker: coming right up!
She made it and put it on the counter.
Worker: could i possibly get a picture with you?
Drake: of course beautiful.
She came around the counter and I grabbed her phone.
She was hugging Drake from the side, and looking to the camera.
When I snapped the picture, she pulled out a sharpie.
Worker: can you just sign here
She pointed to her chest.
Are you fucking serious? she’s at work and she wants drake to sign her tits?
Drake: uh yeah sure. jamie look away.
He laughed and so did I.
This girl was crazy.
Worker: oh is this your girlfriend? i feel bad now.
Drake: its fine.
Drake finished his signature and he looked at it.
Worker: haha really? you can touch them if you want.
Drake started cracking up.
Drake: i meant the signature.. but yeah. they are perfect!
I started laughing, and grabbed the mint chocolate chip from the counter.
Drake paid and I went to sit down.
Drake whispered: lets get out of here before we get raped.
I laughed and he opened the door.
We were walking and found ourselves in an area where there were no cars, no paparazzi, no nothing. It wasn’t sketchy at all. We saw a park and I ran to the swing.
Drake: 5 years old!
I turned around
Me: asshole! i like swings
Drake: i like you
Me: then dont call me 5 years old.
Drake grabbed the other swing.
Drake: lets “spider.”
Me: i forget what that is.
Drake: I sit, you wrap your legs around me, and we swing
Me: ohh ok
I sat on him and he stroked my leg.
We started swinging.
Drake: no hands!
I let go of the swing and grabbed on to Drake, pushing him down.
We fell, and I was on top of Drake, with mulch in my hair.
I kissed him.
Drake: so romantic
I laughed and was about to get up
He pulled me back down and moved his cold hands up my shirt. I brought my head to the ground next to his.
I didn’t say a word. I didn’t tell him to stop. If he wanted to lose the bet, then fine, but I couldn’t say I wasn’t enjoying this.
He felt around my back and moved his hands to the front. He wasn’t even doing anything inappropriate, just touching me, giving me the chills every move.
Drake: beautiful. you’re beautiful.
Me: thank you
Drake moved his hands to the ground and moved his head to look at me.
He got up.
He looked over at a club house. It was a big club house with 4 tunnels around it to get in.
Drake: do you think we can fit
I got up and ran to it. I went through the tunnel and got in the club house. It was a lot of empty space, and there was a door to it, not just tunnels. I opened the door.
Drake: you unlocked the secret passage way!
Me: i know!!
He came around to the door, opened it, and stood in the door way. I backed up and sat down.
He closed the door.
It was dark, and colors were reflecting off of our skin.
Drake: i dont care what you say. you can hack my twitter if you really want, but I’m having sex with you in this clubhouse.
Me: so bets off?
He came over to me, sat down, and kissed me.
Drake: bet is definitely off.
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We finally got back to the hotel and I got ready for his concert. We left the hotel and drove to the arena.
Me: so should i hack your twitter before your concert or during?
Drake handed me his phone in shame.
I went on twitter and smiled.
First, I tweeted “Let’s fuck.”
Then, I tweeted back 9 fans with horny and flirty comments.
It was fun, and his twitter was overflowing with mentions.
Drake: can we make another bet
Me: sure. but ill win.
Drake: you can’t go one week without getting mad at me.
Me: well only if you cheat on me then i will.
Drake: i won’t cheat on you. define cheating anyway.
Me: sleeping with someone that isn’t me.
Drake: i won’t do that.
Me: fine. bets on.
Drake: and if i win
Me: ugh what
Drake: you have to have a threesome with me and nicki.
Me: are you serious
Drake: I’m serious
Me: why though
Drake: it would be the best night of my life
Me: it would be the worst night of mine.
Drake: dont say that
Me: okay if i win we break up
We finally got the the arena and Drake was escorted by security, me falling behind.
His dressing room was heaven. It was like a mansion room.
I sat down on the couch and someone knocked on the door.
It was Nicki. She came in and gave Drake a hug.
Nicki: im so excited to be part of your tour! team dricki
Drake smiled at me and looked away
Drake: oh yes team dricki.
I looked at him..and then I realized, I didn’t make the bet clear enough. He just couldn’t sleep with anyone, but he could flirt with anyone in front of me, and I know for a fact i can’t handle that, and it was too late to change the bet.
Drake looked at me
Drake: wouldn’t me and nicki be absolutely adorable jamie?
Jamie: oh yeah.
Nicki: did you guys break up
Nicki: then why—
Drake: i love you nicki
He kissed her on the mouth. right in front of me. my jaw dropped and he pulled away.
He licked his lips and she just stood there.
She walked away and shut the door.
Jamie: Drake are you fucking-
Drake: you said no sleeping with anyone
Jamie: but were boyfriend and girlfriend. I’m not even talking about the fucking bet!
Drake: i knew you couldn’t last.
Jamie: no. i can. you just make no sense.
Drake: whether i make sense or not, youre my only bed buddy
Jamie: wow that makes me feel so special. for one week.
Drake: nah i love you i just kissed her to see if you’d get mad.
Jamie: well it work. and now you just led her on and she’s gonna think you like her.
His show finally started and I stood at the side of the stage, watching it with bodyguards next to me. People were pointing at me and I was getting flashes in my face…annoying, but I can deal.
Just then, “I like a woman with a future and a past.”
Everyone flipped out, cause the song was new…little did they know they were about to see Nicki.
“b-b-b-b-bad i am”
The arena went NUTS. She was strutting around stage, the Nicki i always supported before this Drake shit. I was always jealous of her life, Idk why.
Drake was staring at her ass and licking his lips. The song was over and he went over to her.
Drake: y’all know my friend nicki?
the crowd went insane and he kissed her on the cheek. I felt eyes look at me and I looked back at the arena.
Drake: me and nicki have been best friends for 3 years now. she’s been on the ride with me for 3 motha fuckin years. best woman i know.
people were looking at me. i could feel it.
I couldn’t take it. i couldn’t take watching nicki and drake on stage together, singing, rapping, fucking making out.
I heard it from the back of the stage “she is my number 1 and i hope I’m hers..i am nicki right?
I heard her laugh “yes drake you are. team dricki is it?” she questioned the crowd and the crowd went crazy.
Alright. this was fucking painful.
so. fucking. painful.
I went back out and told the body guards to leave me alone. i had a vip pass allowing me to walk anywhere in the arena because i was related to drake. i walked around. i looked for a cute guy..anyone. anyone at all. I found one. He and his friends, like 9 of them.
I went over.
I was a cute girl. They wouldn’t reject me.
Me: hi im jamie.
The guy looked at me curious.
Boy: you look a lot like drakes new girl
Me: thats because i am
Boy: damn how hard is it to watch this?
Me: extremely hard… so i just went on a quest to get him jealous. wanna help?
Boy: fuck yes
His friends were looking at us.
The guy next to him was high. He was hot though.
Guy #2: Wanna hookup
I leaned in to him and started making out with him. We fell on his chair and his friends were yelling “ooooo” and chanting. Drake was still on stage with Nicki. People were snapping pictures of me making out with this dude. He was in the 10th row.
“thats jamie. the slut” “omg how could she do that to drake” “well drakes like doing the same thing to her” “that slut” “i feel like this concert is a porno”
I heard Drakes voice
Drake: bye love
Drake: so has anyone ever taken a shot for me?
The crowd went insane and 2 people helped bring out a table, lined with shots.
Drake: hey ben, get a girl up here.
Me: holy fuck. i had to sit through this again?
I went backstage and went to his dressing room. Nicki was in there.
Me: what the fuck are you doing in here
Nicki: funny this isn’t your room
Me: get the fuck out of drakes dressing room. i dont want you here
Nicki: and i wish drake never met you, because you’re a little jealous bitch, and you’re stuck up, and you’re ruining his life.
She got up and left.
What? Was i? Holy shit i was.
Just then, i hated myself. What id become. I missed Brian. I couldn’t deal with this sex life, this celebrity life, this constant heartbreak. this wouldn’t fucking last.
i lied down on the couch and fell asleep.
Later on, Drake woke me up by lying down on me.
Me: get up
Me: i just dont want you on top of me
Drake: what did i do now
Me: nothing. cause i know that even if i say you did something, you’ll just apologize and do it again. i wanna break up.
Me: i dont want there to be any ties with us. i want to break up. we can be friends. we can have sex or whatever, but i dont want to be your girlfriend.
Drake looked broken.
Drake kept looking at me.
Drake: no. no. I’m sorry. no. dont break up with me.
Me: stop. you made me do this.
Drake: how? how did i do this to you?
Me: i dont wanna talk about it
Drake: because i didn’t.
Me: yes you did drake. look at you. in denial. you kiss nicki right in front of me. i deal with your bullshit every fucking day. i dont wanna be your girlfriend and i can’t be.
Drake looked at me, nodding his head no.
I lied down on his sofa and he got up, staring at me.
Drake: so what do we do now? do you wanna fly home? do you want me to get another room for you? do you-
Drake: jamie. I’m sorry.
Me: i know you are
Me: i still wanna be with you on tour, come to your shows, get to know you, but i dont want there to be ties. i wanna be able to meet a guy and go out with him for dinner or a movie.
Drake: and then come back to me in the night?
Me: i guess. you can do that too, with any girl you want.
Drake: i dont want to.
I lied there.
Drake: someone said something to you didn’t they
Drake: someone told you to break up with me
Me: no they didn’t.
I didn’t wanna mention nicki. i didn’t wanna ruin their friendship. this is something that i wanted too. our relationship couldn’t last.
Drake: ok. well tomorrow is san francisco, so we better get back to the hotel.
We got in his car in the back parking lot, and he turned on the radio.
He was playing. He changed it..
It was silent. A silent 20 minutes. The worst 20 minutes of my life. I didn’t feel like talking. I didn’t feel like doing anything. I didn’t want Drake to hate me.
He parked in back of the hotel, got out and slammed the door. I opened my own door and closed it softly. We finally got back into the room. I changed.. in the bathroom, and I packed up.
I finally got in bed.
Drake: do you want me to sleep on the floor
Me: i dont belong with you here if I’m not your girlfriend. its just awkward.
Drake: no its not awkward. your my friend. its just awkward because I’m confused. but its fine.
Drake got up, grabbed his pillow and lied down on the floor.
Me: im not gonna make you sleep on the floor.
Drake: well its not a big deal. its better than making you sleep on the floor.
Me: no i will. lets switch.
Drake: no no its fine really
Me: drake. get up. now.
Drake got up and looked at me.
Me: sleep on the bed.
Drake: can’t friends sleep with each other on occasion
Me: i dont think were supposed to. i mean we just broke up. were supposed to be, spending time apart.
Drake: we can be different. we have no other options.
I looked at him. His lips were perfect. His eyes were locked on mine, upset. His body, from his neck to his feet, it gave me the chills how someone could be so perfect.
And here I was, in a tshirt and shorts, a sloppy bun, no makeup, in the same hotel room as Drake. I felt like this was all a dream and i would wake up in a second, but it wasn’t.
Drake: what are you looking at
Me: I’m just thinking.. thats all.
Drake: keep talking
Me: i dont know. just how this all happened, why I’m here.
Drake: do you wanna be here
Me: yeah, it just hasn’t been easy.
Drake: its never easy dealing with a 25 yr old celebrity who can’t be committed but also loves a girl.
Me: yeah thats no definition of easy.
Drake smiled and i looked up.
He opened his arms and i went and hugged him. It was the best hug ever. He wouldn’t let go. I didn’t want him too. He fell down next to me.
I pulled away.
Drake: sorry. friends.
Drake: you are one beautiful friend.
Me: and you are too. i dont wanna lose you.
Drake: i feel like i already did.
I closed my eyes, but not because I was tired. It was because I had to hide my watery eyes. I had to hope that if I closed my eyes, I would wake up and it would be a new day. A fresh, new day. And I could only pray that somehow, Drake would find a way to make me change my mind about him.
Drake love story part 31
I woke up with Drake’s arm wrapped around me. I looked over at him and his eyes were wide open.
Me: friends don’t do this.
Drake: well, were really good friends.
Me: I’m serious drake.
Drake: i know you are. I’m sorry.
I got up and opened the blinds.
Drake rubbed his eyes.
I showered and got dressed and so did he.
Drake: so this is gonna be difficult not calling you my girlfriend.
Me: well we never were really going out anyway.
Drake: but i can’t kiss you or hug you, or please you in any way..
I swallowed.. I’d miss it. I dont know how long I could go. I still remember that morning in his room like it was yesterday.
I ignored him.
Drake: did you like the concert
I looked at him, angry.
Me: no. i actually.. it was actually one of the worst nights of my life.
Drake: I’m sorry. i didn’t mean to-
Me: you know, a good friend would not bring that up.
Me: it just hurts.
Me: thinking about it.. just thinking about you and nicki. everyone wants you together.
i started tearing up and swallowed
Me: but now you can be
Drake: i dont wanna be with her
He looked at me.
Me: yes you do.
Drake didn’t answer.
Me: or when you pulled that girl on stage, i dont even wanna know what you did to her.
Drake: oh come on! now you’re being ridiculous. i do that almost every concert. their just fans.
Me: and i was once a fan too! i still am. my sister is. what happens if you meet someone and she’s prettier than me, and funnier, and less of a jealous whore and-
Drake: no one can be prettier than you. i mean, maybe less of a jealous whore but
I looked away from him.
Drake: im kidding jamie. im kidding.
he walked up to me and took my hand.
Drake: I’m sorry for making it the worst night of your life. i go a little overboard with nicki.
Me: you go way overboard with nicki. thats why everyone supports you. you get all cute with her. you dont do that with me anymore.
Drake: what are you talking about? were adorable.. when we try to get each other jealous and-
Me: no. i dont wanna be adorable in that way.
i put drakes hand by his side and walked to my suitcase.
He stood there, watching me.
I went to the door and he didn’t move.
Me: you ready?
Nicki was already in the tour bus.
I climbed on and she got up from the couch.
Nicki: i know you dont want me here but my manager told me to just travel with you guys, i dont know why but i promise i won’t be a bother.
Me: no its fine. we broke up.
Nicki looked sad…genuinely.
Me: last night, just a lot of drama we’ve had.
Nicki: i dont wanna get into your business but what drama
Me: i get jealous of you and drake. he like loves you.
Nicki: ah jamie. no he doesn’t. what he did last night on stage was all for publicity.
Me: sorry, but i just dont believe it.
Nicki: I’ve known drake for 3 years, and i think if he actually felt that way about me like he was on stage, we would be going out by now, but we aren’t.. you guys are. well always just be friends.
I said that in my head.
we’ll always just be friends.
we’ll always just be friends.
it kept echoing.
Drake came on the bus, surprised that nicki was here.
She explained why and he nodded his head.
Nicki: great show last night.
Drake: couldn’t have done it without you
I smiled, fake..but atleast i smiled.
I grabbed my iPod in my purse and grabbed my headphones.
Drake: gonna block us out jamie?
Me: just thought id listen to some music.
Drake: oh alright.
Drake’s phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket.
He read it to nicki.
I paused my iPod, acting like i was still listening to music.
He put the phone next to his ear.
Drake: rihanna.. yes.. i miss you… no.. I’m with nicki and jamie.. were in the tour bus, heading to san francisco..what?.. i would love to..yeah.. okay..bye.
Drake pressed end and looked at nicki.
Drake: i guess she wants to have lunch today.. would you hang with jamie if i met her for lunch? she said she wanted to talk.
Nicki: no problem.
Wow. Just like that. He could get a date so easily..I couldn’t.
I pulled out my phone, and looked through my contacts.
I texted him.
It took him 5 minutes to respond, but he finally did.
He was in a tour bus coming to san francisco. he was drakes opening act. it worked out good.
I asked him if he wanted to go for lunch, too. He said yes. I said where. he said anywhere. I told him Id call him when i got to san francisco.
Looks like Drake wasn’t the only one going on a date.
We arrived in San Francisco. Nicki got off the bus. I was right behind her, but Drake grabbed my arm.
Drake: hey.. jcole told me your going out to lunch with him. thats cool, just dont forget about me.
Me: forget about you? i would never.. couldn’t.
Drake let go of my arm and i used that as my queue to get off the bus. We were at a parking spot..a big, blocked off parking spot for our tour busses. This time, we didn’t have a hotel.
I called j cole and he told me he’d come get me when his driver came with his car.
He finally came and i hopped in.
JCole: so what made you decide to go out for lunch
Me: hungry i guess
Jcole smiled. He was wearing a white tshirt, dark baggy jeans, and timbaland work boots.
We finally got to a place and he parked on the side.
It looked amazing.
JCole: i got reservations.. right when you called.
Me: thats like, really sweet.
He opened the door for me and right when i walk in, i see rihanna…with her body guard, standing up. She waved to jcole and saw me and smiled.
My mouth was in shock mode.
Me: who are you meeting
Rihanna: drake… but it looks like he stood me up.
Rihanna looked like she was about to cry.
I pulled out my phone and texted Drake.
Rihanna: dont tell him i told you that
Me: i know I’m texting my mom.
I texted Drake: just saw your friend rihanna. if you stand her up, i will be so fucking pissed off at you. what are you trying to prove?
He texted back instantly: i found out rihanna booked it at the same place as jcole. i didn’t want things to be awkward. plus, i dont want her.. i want you.
I texted him: you better come. tell her you’ll be here. i appreciate it but you can’t hurt your other friends to try and keep me. you won’t lose me, not anytime soon.
Drake replied with Ok.
Rihanna: never mind he’s coming. i just got so scared.
Me: enjoy your date!
Rihanna: date? no he’s taken.
Me: noo we broke up.
Rihanna: you did? oh.
I smiled and left.
J cole was talking to the waitress and i walked over to him.
Jcole: they apparently didn’t get my reservation. now we have to wait 15 minutes for the next available table.
Me: thats fine.
10 minutes later, my head was resting on jcoles shoulder, and my legs were over his lap. drake walked in. He saw me and i lifted my head off of his shoulder.
I smiled and he went to rihanna.
The next table available was a booth right next to Drake and Rihanna.
The waitress got up and came up to us.
Waitress: is that table okay?
I looked and told j cole no.
He said no.
Waitress: are you sure? the next available table is in 30 minutes.
Of fucking course.
J cole looked at me and shrugged. We got up from the bench and went to the table.
Drake looked at me and laughed.
Drake: what are the odds
I smiled shyly and we sat down. I ordered a water and he ordered a beer.
Me: this early?
Jcole: you can’t expect me to be completely sober around a girl like you can you?
I laughed and Drake heard.
He looked sad.. forced to watch something he couldn’t sit through. like a little boy not being able to sit still for a shot.
Jcole: so how have you been? i miss you.
Me: i know i miss you too.. and I’m so hungry. i really hope they have good service.
Rihanna: Drake i got a call from the officials who run the grammys. they want us to perform take care.
Drake: are you serious? thats amazing!
Rihanna: i know! we have to be intimate they said or we can’t do it.
Drake: thats weird. but okay ill do it.
Thats false. The officials definitely didn’t say that.
Rihanna: im so hot. are you hot
Drake: a little.
Rihanna: i miss us. do you
Drake: yeah. but rihanna.. you are the one who hurt me. you wanted to end it. cause of chris.
Rihanna: i regret it though. i wanna start hanging out with you again, more often. i miss sleeping with you, just-
Okay… now it was time for me to queue them out. This whole lunch thing was just extremely awkward and hard to handle. I wanted to go. I wasn’t hungry anymore. We got our bread and I begged JCole to go.
Jcole: yeah of course. understandable.
We got into his car. I didn’t feel like moving. I sat in the passenger seat and so did he. He put the key in the ignition and I grabbed his hand.
Me: dont start it yet.
He pulled it out and dropped his keys in his cupholder.
We parked on a back road… no one saw us.
Just then, I took down my bun and shook my head of hair. Jcole looked at me and i looked at him. he bit his lips.
Me: its humid. isn’t it
Jcole: yeah i can put on the AC
Me: no. i like it.
i hopped on his lap. I grabbed his hat and threw it in the back seat. I shoved my tounge down his throat, and we were undressing. I was forcing myself to have sex with a nice guy who i felt no intimate attraction with. 20 minutes later, i ended up in the passenger seat.
He was good. He was really good. like Drake…I wished it was Drake.
Drake love story part 32
Why was I here? Why did my ex girlfriend call me to come on a date with my other ex girlfriend? It made so little sense to me…life did.
I heard Rihanna’s voice, but I wasn’t listening. It was just noise to me. I couldn’t stop thinking about Jamie.
Rihanna was brushing my leg. She reached for my hand across the table.
Rihanna: I wanna hang out with you more often, maybe grab some coffee, catch a movie. I miss you.
Me: I dont know. I dont want you hurting me again.
With Rihanna, I always felt like the weaker person. With Nicki, I felt I had more power. But with Jamie, I felt like we were both the same..no one had more power than the other. That’s what I loved about Jamie…equality.
Rihanna: I won’t make the same mistake.
Me: I believe you. I just-
Rihanna: You what?
Me: I’m dealing with a hard breakup right now.. its very..hard for me.
Me: because I treated her like absolute shit, and I still love her, and I wanna make it up to her, and I dont know how.
“You just did.”
I heard a voice behind me and turned around
Jamie was standing there.
Jamie: I have to talk to you. Dont ask why Im back in here, eavesdropping on your conversation. Dont ask why Im shaking right now.. and Rihanna, please dont hate me.
I walked over to her, grabbed her hand and she stopped shaking. She hugged me. I hugged her back.
Rihanna got up.
Rihanna: Im gonna go. Im sorry this happened. Ill see you later Drake.
I nodded and I let go of Jamie.
We walked out and I opened the car door for her.
I slammed it and went on the other side.
The paparazzi were there, of course. And I drove away, fast.
Jamie: I just had sex with J Cole.
I didn’t answer.
Jamie: I didn’t like it though. I wanted it to be you.
I didn’t answer.
Jamie: talk to me please
Me: its okay.
It was okay.. I had hurt her before.. we weren’t even dating. It was okay. I just couldn’t imagine who I thought was my brother, fucking my ex girlfriend…it had been what.. 12 hours?
Me: you wanted it to be me
Jamie: of course
Me: and I wanted it to be you at lunch. Why did you break up with me
Jamie: because… because I feel like you dont give a fuck about me when were dating, but when we aren’t, you’re constantly fighting for me. Its not right what you do. But right now, I just want you. so bad.
Me: I’m sorry.
Me: the problem with me is.. i dont know what i have until I’ve lost it.
Me: forgive me though
Jamie: okay. i just want it to be different if we go out again.
Me: it will be.
I finally parked in the tour bus parking lot after going through the gates and we got out of the car.
I walked over to the tour bus, climbed on, and my laptop was wide open with several tweets and emails…forgot to log off.
Jamie sat on the couch as I grabbed my laptop.
I checked some of the tweets..one read “new jcolmie sex tape”
What the fuck?
I clicked on it.
It brought me to Jcole and Jamie talking in the car, then kissing, then having sex.
It was on mute, but I decided to replay it, so Jamie could hear.
She looked up.
Jamie: what the fuck
Me: thats EXACTLY what I’m thinking. another sex tape jamie? how much do you want publicity? you wanna be known as the biggest whore? then keep making sex tapes of you and other guys.
Jamie: DRAKE I DIDNT TAPE THIS.
Me: Ive known jcole for a year and you for 5 days. i know for a fact jcole would never do this.
Jamie started crying
Jamie: i didn’t do this drake. i didn’t.
I looked at her. No matter what I said, I believed her.
Me: jcole did this?
Me: oh my god this is sickening to watch.
Jamie: then shut it off i already told you we had sex!
Me: just… the affection you give him.. you do that to me too..you do the exact same thing to me. I’m like your boy toy with money.
Jamie: no you aren’t!
I could tell the look on my face was like I was watching a war. It was disgusting.
Me: how do you expect people to look at you and not think of this now?
Jamie: for the last god damn time i didn’t release it.
Me: well you just have to be careful who you have sex with, because they might have a video in their car.
Jamie: what? and this hasn’t happened to you before?
Me: no jamie it hasn’t. people aren’t out to get me like they are out to get you.
Jamie: but jcole… jcole wouldn’t do this.
Just then, Jamies phone rang
It was Jcole
It was a text
It read “I’m not an asshole, but you are way too easy.”
She dropped her phone.
Jamie ran off the tour bus, and sprinted in my car. She hopped in the trunk and lied face down.
I felt horrible. Jcole was such a bastard.
I followed her into my car, and hopped in the back seat, looking at her. I felt like a parent talking to an immature child.
Me: i didn’t mean what i said. this will all blow away. lets forget about it. your better than all these people. your mine. ill be here for you. i won’t let anything happen to you ever again.
She raised her head and I wiped her tears.
I pulled her up towards the backseat and she hopped over. I slammed the door shut and hugged her tight. I kissed her neck.
Me: lay down. ill make you forget any of this happened
Jamie: do i have to do a fucking video camera check
Me: do a video camera check if you dont trust me.
Jamie lied down and closed her eyes.
Jamie: i trust you