left out ch.20

*DRAKE*

it's been a month since my mom came over to visit. usually i would enjoy every minute of her presence but lately she has been hogging nicki. i love that they are bonding but nowadays i barely get to talk to either of them. it must be getting worse because sometimes she stays in the guest room with my mom and falls asleep there and i kinda liked nicki sleeping with me. she has the cutest little pout on her face while she's sleeping. her lips stick out and she'd arch her eyebrows, which i find so sexy. especially when she's cold she snuggles into the sheets and when that doesn't work she'll look for something to cuddle into. some times i'd wake up to her head buried into my chest, half way on top of me with her arms wrapped around my torso. what a way to wake up huh. well not anymore. can't believe i'm finna say this but i think my mom stole my best friend.

*AUTHOR*

drake walked downstairs into the kitchen and saw nicki resting her head on his mom's shoulder while they were talking. he instinctively rolled his eyes.

"hello aubrey how are you," mamma G asked.

"annoyed," he muttered under his breath.

"what honey?"

"i said i'm fine. ma can i talk to you right quick?"

"uh sure," she said a little unsure because of the way he asked. the went to the living room leaving nicki in the kitchen.

"what's on your mind honey?"

"ma can you lay off a bit?"

"what do you mean?"

"you know with nicki you guys spend every waking moment with each other i wanna spend time with her too." mamma G gave him an offended look.

"and you too of course," he interjected.

"do you like her aubrey?" mamma G said while giving him a devilish smile.

"no!! i just wanna spend sometime with her... and you because i'm feeling left out." drake reasoned.

"alright son i'll stop cock blocking," mamma G said while air quoting the last two words. drake buried his head in his hands embarrassed by her choice of words. she got up and went back into the kitchen with drake not far behind her. mamma G yawned out of nowhere and said she was tired and went upstairs leaving nicki and drake alone.

"what's up nic?"drake said striking up a conversation.

"i'm okay," she said so innocently even though she didn't look close to it with her booty shorts and tank top.

"what do you wanna do today since my mom is sleeping?"

"i wanna get back to sculpting. it's been awhile and i'm starting to miss it," she said looking down. drake lifted her head trying to get some type of eye contact but her head just went back to its previous position.

"okay maybe you can teach me a few things," he said jokingly causing her to smile.

"not like i need it i'm one of the best artist in the country," he said extremely cocky.

"eww i hated when your like that it's such a turn off," she said slowly getting out of her seat leaving drake there dumb-founded.

"so wait!!" he called after her. he sprung out of his seat and caught her right when she was about to leave the kitchen, which wasn't very hard because she walks extremely slow considering her condition. he stood right in front of her blocking her path.

"so i turn you on?" he asked slyly. nicki felt heat radiating from in front of her. she reached her hands out and grabbed his shirt before stepping around him and asked,"do you?" she continued on her way to the door that leads to the backyard.

"well if i do it's quite understandable why with my looks and charm. no it's this way," drake said turning nicki to her right. nicki walked straight till she reached the door.

"oh please what charm and i can't even see you so that takes looks out the equation." she said feeling for a knob.

"whatever you're just filled with excuses. you know you like me."

"mhm your so dreamy," she said unbelievably while opening the door.

"i know i have that a affect on the ladies." they walked to the art house and drake pulled out a chunk of clay. he placed it in front of her.

"there get to sculpting." nicki felt the clay and frowned.

"it's so hard i like my clay a bit moist so i can make it into something."

"fine i'll leave it in the sun but it's going to take days for this thing to become anywhere near moist so what do you wanna do till then?" he asked. nicki sat there and thought for awhile till she started smiling.

"how about a water balloon fight?" she asked grinning from cheek to cheek showing her beautiful dimples.

"really you wanna get into a water balloon fight with me? are you serious? didn't we already go through  this with the paint and i believe you lost. but at least you added a little color to my pool which took ages to get out."

"whatever are you scared? understandable my senses have become stronger. i know you've noticed i don't bump into anything no more."

"oh that's the reason why i thought it was because you walked like a grandma," drake joked.

"ha ha so what we are adding comedian to the list that has scurry as number 1."

"ohhh you talk the most shit. so why don't you back it up?"

"i'm trying to but you being hella scary right now."

"okay i'll take you up on this challenge."

"good tomorrow in the backyard  bring your army."

"wait what? why not now i'm ready right now."

'who said it was going to be now?" she asked.

"oh okay who being scary now?"

"oh still you i just wanted you to be extra prepared and for you to get your army ready cause i got mine."

"mhm whatever either way my team is going to win."

"bet?" she asked.

"bet. if my team wins you have to admit you like me, call me papi and kiss me," drake said confidently.

"and if i win which i will you have to teach me how to drive."

"fine den it's a bet.


*COMMENT PLEASE I KNOW IT'S BEEN AWHILE BUT I HAD TESTING AND I HAD TO STUDY. ANYWAY I  DON'T REALLY LIKE THIS CHAPTER TOO BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. THANKS FOR THE NEW FOLLOWERS AND COMMENTS* *SORRY FOR ANY ERAS*