"drake! wake up!!!" she said while crawling on his bed. drake didn't even flinch he just laid there still. nicki bumped into his foot and crawled up his body.
"drake!!!" she yelled while hitting him. drake started to stir. she kept hitting him till she heard him groan.
"what,"he asked clearly aggravated.
"you said you would teach me how to paint like four months ago and you still haven't," nicki said while crossing her arms and sitting on what she thought was his stomach but was his chest. drake started to snicker at how cute she sounded when she was upset.
"what's so fucking funny? i'm serious Aubrey teach me how to paint or i'll never talk to you again." drake laughed even harder at her attempt to be intimidating.
"first off i told you i would teach you 2 months ago. second you can't not talk to me because third you live at my house. fourth you love me to much that's your fucking problem," drake said while getting comfortable again in his bed and closing his eyes.
"i'm serious i won't talk to you till you teach me," nicki said holding her ground.
"fine suite yourself,"drake said moving nicki off him and going to his bathroom. he relieved himself then brushed his teeth. he got his towel and took a thirty minute shower. he stepped out his bathroom with his towel wrapped around his waist and another one drying his hair and face. she was still there laying on his sheets with her feet dangling off the bed.
"what happened never speaking to me," drake joked. she said nothing to him. she just laid there facing the ceiling. drake walked to his bed and sat right beside her.
"so you mad."
"................." he still got no response.
"fine by me i find it peaceful to not hear you complain like you do everyday," he said all in her face just to annoy her. she still said nothing.
" okay you act as if i'm not here i can do the same." he started to roll over her still wet from his shower. she started to squirm under him.
"UUUGGGHHHH!!!!!" she let out a little wet from his actions.
"i'm sorry nicki i didn't see you there. but what was that that came out your mouth were you talking to me?" he asked ignorantly. nicki said nothing once again but by the look on her face she was mad.
"oh i thought you said something my bad." he got up and open his drawer and put on his boxers. he threw his now drenched towel on her. she tried getting it off her but it was an epic fail. drake started laughing. when she finally got it off she was raging mad and wet. she stormed out his room bumping into things in the process but she didn't care. she went into her room, which was right across from his, and slammed the door. drake was dead by then he was ctfu.
"i'm sorry nicki i thought you wanted to dry off," drake said still laughing. when he settled down he got dressed. since he was basically his own boss he gave himself the day off so he could teach nicki how to paint. but he still wanted to play this through for as long as he could it was fun for him. he started to think about what he should do next to annoy her. nicki stayed in her room till she got hungry and slowly went downstairs to go find something to eat. she would have asked drake to make some breakfast like he always does but she was serious about not talking to him. she could hear him coming down the stairs and into the kitchen. she felt for one of the stools that was in his kitchen and just sat there while he started breakfast. he constantly look over to her and smiled. when he was finished he ate his plate in her face while she just sat there. her stomach started to rumble.
"oh you hungry? see i made you a plate but i'm not sure if you would like it. i made your favorite but i'm not sure if you would want it. do you nic do you want bacon, waffles, and eggs with tropical fruit punch?" he asked knowing it would be only a matter of time before she'd talk to him. but something else happened something that threw him off. she started crying. she got out of her chair and dragged herself upstairs, while drake sat there stunned.
"did that really just happen?" he asked himself out loud. he felt bad and went after her. when he got to her room he could hear her crying from outside her door. when he walked in he saw her face down in her pillow crying.
"nicki i'm sorry i didn't mean to make you cry," he said while walking over to her and rubbing her back. he picked her up trying to see her face but she covered it with her hands. he held her and her head feel straight into his neck.
"nic i was just kidding about not teaching you how to paint. i swear was gonna do it this afternoon. you don't need to talk to me to eat your breakfast it was in front of you the whole time. i'm sorry for being a jerk and when you finish eating i'll teach you how to paint," he said still rubbing her back.
"you promise," she asked muffled because she was talking in his neck.
"yeah i promise."
"okay," she jumped out his grasp and went downstairs. drake followed her feeling played. he saw her bump into a corner.
"that's what you get," drake said taking no time to let nicki process what just happened.
"aww you mad," she said amused by what she did.
"why would you even do that?"
"cause you were being mean and wouldn't teach me. then you tried to make me starve to death. plus i knew if i cried you would teach me and let me eat because your a little softy."
"no i'm not," drake said offended.
"whatever where is my food cause i'm hungry and the sooner i eat the sooner i paint."
"i shouldn't even feed your lien ass," drake said while washing a fork for her.
"you still mad about that. that happened like two minutes ago get over it," she said with a smile plastered on her face. he put the fork in her right hand and her plate in the other.
"hurry up and eat ms. actress." nicki bum rushed her plate and was finished in less than 10 minutes.
"done," she said with a full mouth. this made drake smile because he thought that was just adorable. he took her dishes and washed them. he got a paper towel and wet it. then he wiped the syrup from around her mouth. nicki hated it when he did that it made her feel like a baby.
"ugh drake i could have done that myself," she said smacking his hands.
"mhm whatever you wouldn't of even known that you had syrup on your face if i didn't do this. i don't wanna do this as much as you don't want me to." drake was lying his ass off he loved wiping nicki's face because it gave him time to just look into her eyes. she always looking down or sometimes straight ahead but never up at him. he feels as if she avoids eye contact with him. not on purpose of course, but he is always tempted to tilt her head up at him and talk to her with his eyes. but since she obviously can't do that he settles with the few seconds of eye connection he gets when he cleans things off her face.
"happy i'm done."
"yay painting time!" drake took her hand and led her outside. they walked past the pool and to the little guest house that he turned into a house for his art.
"welcome to my art house, where all my art is created and perfected. over here is the painting area where i'll teach you how to paint." drake picked her up and placed her in stool. he pushed a canvas right in front of her and opened some tubs of paint.
"okay nicki what do you want to paint?"
" i wanna paint a sunset," nicki said eagerly.
"okay lets get started." drake and nicki were in the art house for 2 hours. they blew past 10 canvases and half of each tub of paint. teaching nicki how to pant was harder than he thought.
"i can't do this. i don't wanna paint anymore," she said dropping the brush.
"don't give up you mess up at the same spot the rest of it looks great. try one more time."
"how can fix my mistake......if i can't even see it?" nicki asked putting her head down.
"are you really going to let that run your who life." nicki didn't say anything to him.
"fine," drake said while pulling a stool up behind her.
"paint till i tell you to stop," drake instructed her. she started off the painting the sunset she saw in her head. she stopped when she heard him say stop and his hands covered hers. he started guiding her hand on the canvas. he helped her finish the rest of the painting.
"how does it look," she asked.
"it looks beautiful. so beautiful that it would be perfect in one of my exhibits."
"really?" nicki asked joyfully.
" yup mater of fact i'll be the first painting in my new exhibit."
"really?"
"yes and stop asking me that," he said while getting some pant and wiping it on her face..
"drake what did you just put on my face."
"paint," he said while laughing and taking the painting upstairs to dry. when he got downstairs nicki was standing there with her hand behind her back waiting for him.
"drake?"
"yeah."
"come here."
" what you need," drake asked not expecting anything.
"where are you?"
"i'm right i front of you."
"good," she said before swinging a tub of paint in front of her getting purple paint all over him.
"ha ha you think your funny huh. you think slick huh," he said while getting a tub of paint.
"yes but you better not be doing what i think you're doing drake."
"what? 'm not doing nothing."
"drake if you pour paint on me i'll hurt you."
"mhm," drake said while walking up behind her and dumping blue paint on her head. that just started a paint war between the two. nicki was throwing paint willy nilly hopping to get him, while he chased her around the room pouring pain all over her. nicki got some good hits too but she was more covered in paint than he was. she was so wet she slipped and fell sliding on the floor.
"ugh drake i hate you," she laughed. she got up and ran into the door. she felt around hit the knob. she finally realized it was a door and opened it. he chased her around the backyard. she had no idea where she was going she was just running. she ran all the way into the pool. drake went in after her and helped her upper body above the water.
"drake you have a freaking ocean?" she asked while coughing up some water.
"no you fell into my pool," he laughed. she started laughing as well.
"get me out," she giggled. drake got out first and picked nicki out the water. they slid themselves in the house.
" i'm going to go take a shower," nicki said.
"okay if you need any help call for me okay."
"okay," she said. drake got a towel and put it on the couch before he sat down. today was perfect for drake. he heard water running from upstairs meaning nicki was okay. drake started to doze off on the couch. but before he could fully go to sleep his door bell rang.
this is the sunset drake and nicki painted
*comment please and sorry for any eras*
"hurry up and eat ms. actress." nicki bum rushed her plate and was finished in less than 10 minutes.
"done," she said with a full mouth. this made drake smile because he thought that was just adorable. he took her dishes and washed them. he got a paper towel and wet it. then he wiped the syrup from around her mouth. nicki hated it when he did that it made her feel like a baby.
"ugh drake i could have done that myself," she said smacking his hands.
"mhm whatever you wouldn't of even known that you had syrup on your face if i didn't do this. i don't wanna do this as much as you don't want me to." drake was lying his ass off he loved wiping nicki's face because it gave him time to just look into her eyes. she always looking down or sometimes straight ahead but never up at him. he feels as if she avoids eye contact with him. not on purpose of course, but he is always tempted to tilt her head up at him and talk to her with his eyes. but since she obviously can't do that he settles with the few seconds of eye connection he gets when he cleans things off her face.
"happy i'm done."
"yay painting time!" drake took her hand and led her outside. they walked past the pool and to the little guest house that he turned into a house for his art.
"welcome to my art house, where all my art is created and perfected. over here is the painting area where i'll teach you how to paint." drake picked her up and placed her in stool. he pushed a canvas right in front of her and opened some tubs of paint.
"okay nicki what do you want to paint?"
" i wanna paint a sunset," nicki said eagerly.
"okay lets get started." drake and nicki were in the art house for 2 hours. they blew past 10 canvases and half of each tub of paint. teaching nicki how to pant was harder than he thought.
"i can't do this. i don't wanna paint anymore," she said dropping the brush.
"don't give up you mess up at the same spot the rest of it looks great. try one more time."
"how can fix my mistake......if i can't even see it?" nicki asked putting her head down.
"are you really going to let that run your who life." nicki didn't say anything to him.
"fine," drake said while pulling a stool up behind her.
"paint till i tell you to stop," drake instructed her. she started off the painting the sunset she saw in her head. she stopped when she heard him say stop and his hands covered hers. he started guiding her hand on the canvas. he helped her finish the rest of the painting.
"how does it look," she asked.
"it looks beautiful. so beautiful that it would be perfect in one of my exhibits."
"really?" nicki asked joyfully.
" yup mater of fact i'll be the first painting in my new exhibit."
"really?"
"yes and stop asking me that," he said while getting some pant and wiping it on her face..
"drake what did you just put on my face."
"paint," he said while laughing and taking the painting upstairs to dry. when he got downstairs nicki was standing there with her hand behind her back waiting for him.
"drake?"
"yeah."
"come here."
" what you need," drake asked not expecting anything.
"where are you?"
"i'm right i front of you."
"good," she said before swinging a tub of paint in front of her getting purple paint all over him.
"ha ha you think your funny huh. you think slick huh," he said while getting a tub of paint.
"yes but you better not be doing what i think you're doing drake."
"what? 'm not doing nothing."
"drake if you pour paint on me i'll hurt you."
"mhm," drake said while walking up behind her and dumping blue paint on her head. that just started a paint war between the two. nicki was throwing paint willy nilly hopping to get him, while he chased her around the room pouring pain all over her. nicki got some good hits too but she was more covered in paint than he was. she was so wet she slipped and fell sliding on the floor.
"ugh drake i hate you," she laughed. she got up and ran into the door. she felt around hit the knob. she finally realized it was a door and opened it. he chased her around the backyard. she had no idea where she was going she was just running. she ran all the way into the pool. drake went in after her and helped her upper body above the water.
"drake you have a freaking ocean?" she asked while coughing up some water.
"no you fell into my pool," he laughed. she started laughing as well.
"get me out," she giggled. drake got out first and picked nicki out the water. they slid themselves in the house.
" i'm going to go take a shower," nicki said.
"okay if you need any help call for me okay."
"okay," she said. drake got a towel and put it on the couch before he sat down. today was perfect for drake. he heard water running from upstairs meaning nicki was okay. drake started to doze off on the couch. but before he could fully go to sleep his door bell rang.
this is the sunset drake and nicki painted
*comment please and sorry for any eras*
