In The Public Eye [Part 4]

Nicki woke with a pounding headache. The sun was shining directly at her so she covered her eyes to shade them. She stretched reaching her hands up towards the ceiling and as they slowly came down, she felt a surge of vomit rush up her throat. She covered her mouth quickly and rolled out her bed dashing to the bathroom. She reached the toilet just in time. Her head was over the toilet as the vomit constantly came out of her mouth. When she had finally finished, she got up and walked over to the sink. 

"Fuck. That is why I do not drink"

She knew she was a lightweight but at the party, she drank every glass that handed to her. Truthfully she only had 5 shots but it felt like a thousand. She finally looked at her appearance in the mirror and stepped back. Her hair was a complete mess, her makeup was smudged and she was naked. She rubbed her eyes, thinking that her vision was messed up. She opened them to see the same things and noticed what seemed like bruises on her chest and shoulders.

"I must have been a mess last night" She said to herself and got into the shower. She made sure she was fresh and clean before she got out and wrapped her towel around her body tightly. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. She looked around her room and saw her dress on the floor with her thongs not too far away from it then she saw Drake clothes, his jacket and his jeans on the floor too. Nicki thought nothing of it and finished getting dressed. After she was dressed and her room was clean, she went downstairs to make breakfast. She walked through the lounge and saw Drake sprawled out on the couch in nothing but his boxers. 

"He must have been as bad as me" 

Drake woke up to the smell of eggs, turkey bacon and pancakes. He went to the kitchen and saw Nicki flipping a pancake singing to herself.

"Nice singing" Drake said. Nicki was so embarrassed. She could only hide her face in shame.

"I thought you were still sleeping, oh well go sit at the table it should be finished soon" 

Not long after, Nicki brought the two plates to the table.

"Thank you" Drake smiled and tucked in straight away. Nicki shook her head at his eagerness. She herself sat down and devoured her food. Afterwards Drake helped her clean up.

"Are you not uncomfortable being around me in your boxers?" Nicki asked as she washed some of the plates.

"Nah, I'm good" Drake finished drying the cutlery. 

She turned around to look at him and saw something unexpected. "Oh my God" 

"What now?"

Nicki kept her eyes above his waist. "Little you is trying to say hello" 

Drake raised his eyebrow totally confused about what she was talking about. Since she was looking away from him, he knew it was something about his body. He looked down and saw it. 

"Ah fuck it, can you call someone to get me some clothes while I shower?"

"Y-yeah sure. Towels are on the rack" She struggled to say, she was tempted to have a look.

"Thanks" Drake ran upstairs to the bathroom and Nicki called Lydia.

"Good morning"

"Morning, I need some clothes for Drake, I don't know what size he is but I don't know his size"

"I'll get in contact with his stylist and I'll get them over to you"

"Thank you"

"You're welcome, bye"

"Bye" They hung up. Since she had nothing to do, she went to do some washing. The after party clothes were left because they would need to be specially clean because of their fabrics. When they were in the washing machine, Nicki went back to the lounge to relax. She was slowly dozing off when she heard the door latch unlock and in walked Lydia.

"Got what you asked for"

"Oh gosh, thank you"

"What's with you?"

"You don't even want to know"

"I do" Lydia put the bag down and sat down next to her.

"I can't remember the after-party, I woke up naked with bruises and I saw Drake with a boner"

"Damn gurl, you must have had fun last night"

"I don't think so, I feel horrible"

"How did you get bruised up?"

"I wasn't in a fight I know that for sure but look at this one" Nicki pulled down her shirt to show a massive purple mark on the top of her left boob. Lydia looked closely and pressed her nail against it.

"Hunny, that's not a bruise"

"Well what is it?"

"A hickey"

"A what?" Nicki practically shouted. Drake came down with his towel wrapped around his waist. 

"His abs were sculptured by God" Nicki thought as she watched the water drip down his shoulders and make their way down his chest. Nicki was too distracted to answer his question, Lydia was too but snapped out of it.

"Here you go, I got you two tops, some jeans, boxers and Jordan's. Is that okay?"

"That's fine, thanks again" Drake smiled and went back up the stairs.

"I don't see why you don't like him, he's sweet"

"When he wants to be" Drake was upstairs getting dressed and his mind wondered back to when he went downstairs and Nicki couldn't keep her eyes off him. Maybe she did like him and was scared to admit it. Drake got dressed and put his clothes in the bag so he could take them home later.

"Can we talk?" Nicki asked.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I woke up naked with hickies all over my body, I thought they were bruises but Lydia said they were hickies so I'm going to say they're hickies anyway back to the point, did I have sex last night?"

Drake remembered everything that happened the night before but she obviously didn't. He didn't want to tell her what really happened. "Well judging from what you told me, we must have got carried away last night"

"Damn" Nicki was kind of surprised and relieved. "Oh, well thank God it was with you or I would be a mess right now"

"I guess you could say that. I'm gonna go, get some shit to do" He went back to get his bag. He sloppily kissed her cheek. Nicki screamed feeling his slobber run down the side of her face. 

"I'll call you" He laughed and was about the door.

~

"Aubrey" His mother's voice said through the phone. It was always a pleasure to hear her voice but not this time.

"Hey ma" Drake said slowly.

"I haven't spoke to you in a while"

"I've been busy, ma. With my alb,"

He was sharply cut off by his mum. "So busy, you couldn't give your mother a call?"

"I," He had no excuse, he could have called her truthfully. 

"And what's this I heard about you having a girlfriend?"

"It's nothing"

"I want to meet her"

"But,"

"No ifs or buts I expect to see you both soon, bye son"

"Bye"

Now this was going to be hard. He couldn't back out of it and he wasn't sure if Nicki would want to go. Impressing his mum was going to be hard for the both of them.

~

Over a week later, Nicki and Drake had talked about what happened at and after the afterparty and decided to forget all about it. They both found the situation funny. More speculations of them dating came after their public, national kiss. You would think after that it would obvious that they were but it still needed to be confirmed. Fans were constantly in her mentions pestering her bout it so she answered and Drake added his own little bit to it.

@NICKIMINAJ: U scurred? @Drake u ready to make the announcement or wha?

@Drake: @NICKIMINAJ Baby I am never scared. PROUD is more the word I would use

@NICKIMINAJ: I guess its obvious now, thanks for the love and support. We are very happy :)

Right now, they out on a date - a friendly date. It was a friendly date to them but the paps outside saw it differently. 

"So um, what you doing next week?" 

"Nothing I don't think, why?"

"My mum wants me to go and see her, and she wants me to bring you with me" Drake said and waited for her reaction. Nicki's drink went down the wrong way and she started to cough.

"She wants to see me?"

"That's what I said but she found out about me dating someone and insisted you come with me so"

"I don't know"

"Please, I can't disappoint my mum. It'll be for a few days" 

"Alright since you're begging" Nicki smiled at him. 

~

Neither of them were prepared for the week they were going to have. It was going to be the ultimate test of the realness of their relationship. Nicki was still very hesitant about it, it would feel awful if his family got used to her just for her to disappear after they break up.

"Passengers buckle your seat belts, the plane is about to take off. All electrical equipment such as phones and mp3 players must be turned off. You'll be alerted when you can move around. Enjoy your flight" They were on a private flight, there was Nicki, Drake and their security team.

As soon as she felt the plane move, she shrieked. She had always hated flying and planes. 

"You alright?" 

"No" She could feel butterflies in her stomach and her hands were shaking.

"Come 'ere" Nicki looked at him and then moved closer to him. He lifted his arm up so she could snuggle him. She hid her face under his jacket and tried to relax as he rubbed her back gently.

"It's okay, just relax" He tried to comfort her and it worked but she kept her head there until the plan was gliding through the air. Nicki felt the plane hadn't moved until the pilot voice came through the intercom.

"You are free to move and use your devices" Nicki moved and sat back in her seat.

"Thanks for that"

"No problem" Drake pulled out his macbook and put on his beats, and Nicki switched her phone back on and replied to all her messages. She has so distracted by her phone when she looked up and saw that she was the only one awake. She glanced over and saw Drake's laptop was still on, out of curiosity she looked at the screen. She saw he was talking to Ryan, since they were right next to each other.

ChampagnePapi: You know I can't

OVORyan: Stop playing, just tell her

ChampagnePapi: Nah, shit is going on right now

OVORyan: Bruh she's all you talk about, just do it man

ChampagnePapi: Not while this publicity stunt is going on

She couldn't see the rest without disturbing him so she left it alone and leaned back. Thoughts about this girl circled around her mind. She must have really meant something to her if he talked her all the time. She definitely was special to him. He was talking to her so he was cheating? But we aren't even really dating but it's still classed as cheating right? She let the thoughts succumb her to sleep.

She woke up in a different place. The room she was in looked like a boy's room but it looked nice. Pictures of Drake and other people on the wall. She speculated it was Drake's room. She looked at the clock on the bedside table, it read that it was 12pm. She did know that they had arrived early in the morning but wasn't sure what time.

"I definitely was tired" She spotted her suitcase across the room and got her toothbrush and hairbrush out of it. She went to fix herself and put her stuff away. The sound of the door opening scared her.

"I'm checking on her now" Drake shouted down the stairs. He turned around and saw Nicki with a scared look on her face. 

"Did you see your reflection?"

"Hahaha no. You scared me"

"Right, coming down?"

"Yeah, do I look alright?"

"What's with you girls always caring about your appearance? You always look beautiful" She felt herself blush again.

"Why does he always make me blush?" She thought.

"Come on then" He put his hand out for her to take. They walked down to everyone hand in hand. The closer they got, the more nervous she got to meet everyone. She had to make a good impression, thankfully what she was wearing wasn't bad. She was wearing denim jeans with a green tank top and black ankle boots.

"I hope I don't smell" was her last thought. Everything went silence as they came into view.

"Hello sweetie, so nice to finally meet you" Drake's mother said and gave her a hug. "You can call me Sandi"

"Nice to meet you too, Sandi" Nicki smiled warmly at her. Drake pulled her along so she could meet everyone else. It turned out not as bad as she thought it would. His family was really sweet and treated her like family.

Later that day, everyone was lounging around. Nicki and Drake were on the floor, Nicki was sat in between Drake's legs and his arms were wrapped around her. His family were telling stories about when he was younger.

"He has always been a clumsy boy"

"That was only one time" Everyone was laughing at him and he was clearly embarrassed. Drake looked down at Nicki and saw her laughing and smiling. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Kiss! Kiss!" Everyone chanted.  Drake shrugged and leaned down giving her a peck causing everyone to cheer. They were in for an interesting week.

I kinda rushed some events but it's all for a reason. They've been 'dating' for almost 4 months now, just in case you were wondering. 3 comments or more :*

In The Public Eye [Part 3]

It had been a busy week. Nicki had non-stop rehearsal for her performance and she was beyond exhausted but was prepared for her first televised performance and award show. Just for a short 5 minute performance, Nicki had rehearsed for about 2 weeks. She understood that it was important but boy was it draining. Being famous was something she had always desired but it came with unexpected twists and turns that she was not aware of. Paparazzi being one, she knew they would take pictures of her every so often but she did not expect them to try to follow her 24/7 and bloggers who constantly wrote stories about her whether they were true or false. But it all come with her lifestyle chose and she had no choice but to put up with it. 

"I'm going to hop in the shower not literally"

"Alright, glam team are on their way so I'll give you about 10 minutes before you need to be out and dressed" By the time Nicki got out of the shower and dried herself, she heard voices downstairs. She quickly moisturised her body, put on her bra and panties and put on her dressing gown while running down the stairs.

"Sorry" She said as she went around giving her glam team hugs.

"So what idea we going for?" She asked as she sat down.

"Hair wise, curly hair with bangs"

"Makeup wise, your usual pink lipstick, foundation, eyeliner and lashes. Sound good?"

"Great" Almost an hour after plopping into her style team’s swirly black leather chair to get her hair and makeup done, she was finished.

"Done" She looked at herself properly in the mirror and was impressed. 

"Woah, you guys are amazing. Thank you" 

"You're welcome"

"Your dress is hung up in your closet along with your shoes so chop chop so we can get going" Nicki nodded and said her goodbyes then ran back to her room to finish getting ready. Lydia and her stylist had found something that matched her style and how she wanted to be presented, it was a Roberto Cavalli floor-length black lace gown with shredded leather panels at the waist that hugged her body perfectly and showed some cleavage. After putting on her black strappy heels, she was done and made her way back downstairs. She reached the bottom of the stairs and saw someone she wasn't expecting.

"Shit" She clutched her chest as she saw Drake in her living room and she sure didn't see his jaw drop as he caught sight of her in her dress. But she did turn around in time to see him openly ogling her and silently thanked her stylist for choosing this dress. The pain of the leather rubbing her sides was worth it seeing the look on his face. The way he was looking at her was making her feel some kind of way, it was slightly turning her on.

"Do I look alright? I mean it's my first award show and look at what I'm wearing. It's outrageous, I never realised how big my boobs were plus I'm not even wearing a bra so I'm showing more of my boobs that I'm supposed to and I'm only up for best new artist I should be more dressed down but I have no time to change and,"

"You never shut up, do you? You look beautiful"

"You're only saying that because you have a nice view of my boobs but it's fine" The conversation ended as it started. Nicki looked at his attire, a grey suit with a white shirt and a black tie that matched her dress. Nicki was glad someone knocked at the door so she could get away from him. She opened the door and her face went from blank to shocked.

"Keenan?!"

"In the flesh baby" Nicki smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck as he hugged her waist.

"I can't believe you're here"

"What do you mean? I couldn't miss my best friend winning her first award" They pulled away from each other and she let him inside the house. 

"...Alright, see you in a bit. Nicki, we have to get," Drake stopped talking when he noticed Keenan. To avoid even more awkwardness, Drake put his hand out for him to shake.

"Hey I'm Drake, her boyfriend" He fakely smiled. He assumed he was her friend or something, he highly doubted they were dating.

"He knows" Nicki said monotonously. 

"Keenan, her best friend" Keenan smiled back and shook his hand.

~

"Right, someone will accompany you to the carpet so don't be worried. Me and Keenan will go inside, good luck" Lydia smiled and went inside the venue with Keenan.

They stood in silence waiting for someone to direct them. A man signaled for them to walk the carpet and Drake saw Nicki shaking a bit so he held her hand. As soon as they came into the camera's view, there was no turning back. Pictures were being taken from every angle and millions of voices were telling them where to look and how to pose. They smiled at the cameras trying not to get a bad photo. Drake put his hand around her waist and pulled her close to his. He gave her a squeeze causing her to look up at him, he was looking at her with his charming smile and she couldn't help but smile back. 

"So here we have Drake and the lovely Nicki Minaj, how are you both?"

"Good"

"Alright, so what are you looking forward to tonight?"

"That's a hard question, just the whole show in general - awards, performances everything"

"Same as Drake really and do they have some food because I'm so hungry"

"I'm not sure" The interviewer laughed "Good luck and I hope you win your awards tonight"

"Thank you"

After what seemed like forever, they walked off the carpet and into the award ceremony.

Nicki sighed with relief. The red carpet was one of the hardest parts but they still had the awards to get through which was harder considering you never know when a camera was focusing on you so they had to keep the act up for another 3 hours. They were two of the last celebrities walking in, they approached their seats which was near the stage. Nicki silently cursed the producers for making her near the front. Drake's award was first.

"Every artist in this category has won it before so it's going to be a hard one. There are nominees like Jay Z, Beyoncé, Drake and Lil Wayne to name a few. The winner is... Drake! Come and get your award man!" Drake stood up and everyone stood up and clapped for him. He kissed Nicki's cheek and went to get his award.

"Aw man. If I keep this up, I'll have nowhere to put these" He said and a few laughs were heard. "I'd like to thank Lil Wayne my manager and my team. OVO for forever, and Nicki" He winked at her and she blushed. "Thank you again"

Nicki's category was the fifth award to be announced so they had to wait a bit. 

"Are you okay?" Drake asked her, it was on a commercial break. 

"A little nervous"

"A little?" Drake looked at her and she was shaking like a leaf.

"Okay, a lot. I don't want to go up on stage if I win, I'll shit myself in front of millions of people"

Drake had to laugh at her. "You'll be fine, I promise. Just look at me or imagine people in their underwear I heard that helps"

They both laughed. "Thanks"

"You're welcome" The show came off commercial break and started from where it left off. Usher and Alicia Keys walked onto the stage.

"The nominees for this award are all very deserving. They are all very talented and have worked hard to get here today. Best new artist is an award I've won before so I know how it's like. So without further ado, the nominees are," Usher said reading the teleprompter. He read the list and smiled. "And the winner is,"

"Nicki Minaj" They both shouted. The venue erupted in claps and cheers and the cameras turned on Nicki. Her eyes looked like there were going to fall out, she was that shocked.  Nevertheless she smiled and stood up as Drake did. They hugged and had a brief kiss and she quickly hugged Kennan. Nicki safely got to the stage, kissed Usher and Alicia and stepped up to the mic.

"Wow" She nervously said. "I was not expecting this at all. I don't even have a speech. I'll just improvise" She unknowingly rambled and the crowd laughed. "Oh right. I want to thank Mark for believing in me, my fans, my family, friends especially Keenan. I hope I said everyone, sorry if I forgot you. I'm getting nervous again and imagining you all in your underwear is really not working so thanks Drake. I'm going to go now before I say something I regret" The audience laughed again as she went backstage. She immediately saw Lydia and smiled.

"How did I do?"

"Great" Lydia said as they walked together. "Your dressing room is this way and your performance is in 20 minutes"

~

Nicki ran her fingers through her now straightened hair and fixed her hat. She was wearing all black. A black cap, a black crop top and black leggings that had rips in the front. She did some breathing techniques to calm herself down and stepped out of her dressing room. 

"You have time for a quick re-run of your dance moves and vocal warm ups" Drake watched as she practiced, she hadn't noticed him yet. 

"Five minutes, good luck" Lydia patted her back and went back to her seat along with everyone who wasn't involved in the performance. Nicki said a silent prayer to herself and stood by the side of the stage looking out at the crowd.

“Just wanted to wish you good luck. You’ll do well anyway” Drake said making her jump from shock.

“Thank you, oh and congrats on your other award” She smiled then did something unexpected. She hugged him and he hugged back. 

“Good luck again” He said and went back to his seat. Keenan was now sat in Nicki's seat so they could watch her together.

"Do you think she'll be good, I mean a good performer?" Keenan asked starting a conversation between them but he kept his eyes focused on the stage.

"She'll be fine, she's been working really hard to perfect it. So how long have you known her?"

"Since high school so around twelve years"

"Nice, nice" It was a good job that their conversation came to an end because Beyoncé walked on stage to announce the next performance. 

“The next performer just won her first award and is ready to perform, welcome to the stage Nicki Minaj” Beyoncé revealed and walk back off stage as the lights dimmed. It wasn't long before fireworks were heard and the stage was lit up again. Nicki slowly elevated from under the stage. The music began and Nicki started singing and dancing with her dancers.

As she was singing, Drake and Keenan were bopping to the song in the audience. Keenan was just being the supportive best friend singing along. Drake was being goofy and doing little jigs, he wasn't acting he generally liked the song. Hopefully the camera that was on him was picking up the same thing. It soon came to an end as her stage show ended. She got a standing ovation and cheers from all around. Lydia tapped them both on the shoulder telling them to go backstage. By the time, they got backstage Nicki was celebrating with her dancers.

"What did I tell you?" Lauren told her.

"I know, I shouldn't have doubted you"

"Who just slayed in front of thousands of people?" Keenan shouted to her.

"Your best friend" She shouted back and skipped over to him.

"You were great, best performance of the night even though you were the first performer"

“Thank you so much” She giggled at him and they started talking about how they need to catch up properly when Drake cleared his throat. She practically jumped in his arms. 

“So proud of you”

“Thank you” She mumbled into his neck and he let her down.

“You've got to go back for the rest of the show so you need to change” Lydia pulled her away and Nicki waved at them as she was led away.

~

The next two hours was boring for both of them. Keenan had to leave early to catch his flight and the show lost all of its excitement, everything was going downhill. Drake and Nicki were almost falling asleep and wanted to go but they had to stay and to top things off, they had the after party to go to. Mark and Wayne suggest they went to publicize their relationship even more.

"Do I have to go?"

"You're acting like a child, stop it and yes" Nicki went back to her dressing room to get changed again and forced Drake to come inside.

"Want to tell the driver to make a wrong turn so we don't make it?" She asked him as she took off her top. Drake was staring at her chest, she noticed and smirked to herself. 

"Want to have sex?"

"Huh what?" Drake finally snapped out of his daze hearing the word sex.

"I said, want to tell the driver to make a wrong turn so we don't make it?"

"Nah, Wayne will fuck me up and you two"

"Alrighty, forget that idea then so aren't you changing?" She had finished putting on her dress and heels and was just waiting on him.

"Stop bugging me, I'll met you in a bit"

Nicki grabbed her clutch and mumbled to herself as she walked to the SUV. "Nigga's acting like he's my man, he better chill the fuck out"

Not long later, they were almost at the club. Now this part was all down to them, it was celebrities only. Drake's phone beeped and he got a text from Wayne and he showed it Nicki since it was for both of them.

Boss: Don't fuck this up.

"Yeah Drake, don't fuck this up" Nicki mocked. Drake put his phone back in his pocket and helped her out. Drake tightly held her hand as they made their way to the reserved area. He told Nicki to sit down and walked away from her.

"Don't leave me here"

"I'll be five minutes, socialize"

The party was now in full swing. The room was full of smoke. Everyone was intoxicated. Music was blasting blocking anyone from speaking. Drake had given Nicki about five shots of some drink and she was out of it. Somehow they ended up in a corner alone getting close, it might have been feelings for each other coming out or the alcohol taking a toll on them. Lip biting, hands roaming bodies, moans and grunts. Grinds on her lower area, slowly adding to each other's sexual frustration. 

"Maybe we should go" Drake whispered to her. He struggled but called his chauffeur to come and get them. He moved out of the way allowing her to walk in front of him. She stumbled and walked in zig-zags. 

"I need help, I'm blind!" Nicki said to no one in particular. Drake being a gentleman scooped her up and carried her out of the club, he was fine but Nicki could not handle the first drink he gave her never-mind the others. He safely got her into the car.

"You're not a jerk" Nicki said running her fingers up his chest. Drake put her hand back on her knee.

"I need to pee" She whined and opened the door.

"Shit! Martin stop the car!" The car came to a halt and Nicki jumped out and pulled down her panties. Drake watched horrified as she finished her business, squatted for a while, pulled her underwear up and then got back into the car, since it was dark and the road was pretty much deserted it wasn't that bad. Drake got a bottle of water from the drink compartment and made her drink it in an attempt to sober her up a bit. The rest of the car journey was awkward, Drake was still in slight shock.

The car pulled up outside her house and Drake got out first so he could help her, he threw her over his shoulder and closed the car door.

“Let’s get you inside” He fished her keys out of his pocket, he knew she wouldn't be able to look after them herself so he took them from her on the way there. 

"Can you help me with something?" Nicki asked and Drake nodded as a response.

"Help me take this off or I'll kill you" Drake laughed to himself, she was slowly returning to her 'normal' self. Drake ran over to her and threw her over his shoulder. Nicki squealed and tried to get down but soon gave up. Nicki could stop her mind from thinking about the sex dreams she had had about the two of them. By the time they reached her room, Nicki was laughing and trying to catch her breath. Drake couldn't keep her anymore so he threw her onto her bed and she pulled him down with her. 

The mood changed from cheerful to serious causing silence to fill the room.  One moment they were laughing until they found it hard to breathe and the next, Drake was looking at Nicki like she was the most beautiful thing he had even seen. Nicki's breath got stuck in her throat when she felt his soft lips make contact with her neck. 

"Drake" She whispered softy holding in her moan before their lips met. This kiss was different. It was not like the kiss at the awards show or the one at her house. This kiss wasn't surrounded by cameras and other people or forced. This kiss actually meant something. Their lips met again and his tongue traced the outline of her bottom lip until she let his tongue met hers. His hands found the straps of her dress and pulled it away from her body. He pulled away from the kiss to slide the dress all the way down and let it fall to the ground. Those few moments let him admire the art of her body. Nicki pushed him out of his jean jacket and got his shirt over his head. She removed every item of his clothing until he was naked in front of her. He hooked his fingers around her thong and pulled the string then released it letting her hiss in pain. He repeated his action and she lifted her hips so he could remove it from her body. They were completely naked with no barrier to stop their bodies from touching. 

He went in for another kiss. "Are you sure about this?"

Nicki seductively looked at him and wrapped her legs around his waist, using her legs she plunged him into her. 

"There's no turning back"

"I know"

I was trying to move this to another blog but it wasn't working out, it kept looking weird so I'll just leave it on here, 3 comments or more :*

In The Public Eye [Part 2]

“Alright from the top”

Nicki was lip-singing to the music while doing her choreographed dance to the song. She turned around to look at Lydia who was watching her from near the back of the studio and saw Drake walk in. Her mood immediately changed from happy to annoyed but she finished off her rehearsal. It had been just over two months since they last saw each other. They were both busy with their careers. Drake had been forced to come and watch her so they could become at least civilised with each other. He was enjoying watching her, he had to admit she was a good performer and the way she danced was memorising. The song cut off and Nicki put her hands on her knees breathing heavily. 

"That was great. If you work as hard as you just did, that performance is going to be out of this world" Lauren, her choreographer, said and gave her a high five. Nicki smiled at her before falling to the ground.

"So over dramatic" Lauren laughed.

Nicki eventually got up and grabbed her bottle of water drinking half of it. She noticed Lydia was gone again. She rolled her eyes and picked up her bag and walked over to Drake.

"You were good" Nicki looked at him totally unconvinced he was telling the truth. "I'm not joking, take it or leave it"

"Thanks, where did Lydia go?"

"She didn't say but she told me to bring you home"

"Fine" Drake went out to bring his car to the front of the studio while Nicki said bye to everyone. The car ride was silent, No one knew how to start a conversation neither did they want to. Nicki was grateful when he pulled up outside her home, she opened the door to get out and stopped.

"Do you want to come in?"

"Yeah, thanks" That was probably the nicest thing he had said to her since they met. She walked in front of him so she could let them in. Drake watched her walk and admired her body, even though she was wearing sweatpants he could see her ass and somehow he could still see her curvy figure through her top, he was so distracted he didn't hear her shout him.

"Drake!"

"Huh?"

"Are you just going to stand there or are you coming in?" Drake walked in and she locked the door.

"I'm going to have a shower because I stink"

"Tell me about it" He smirked at her.

"Shut up, I didn't ask you" She ran up the stairs leaving Drake by himself. He wondered around looking around. One thing he did notice was all her paintings of Marilyn Monroe. He ended up in the lounge and flopped down on her couch waiting for her. She came down in some cotton shorts and a tank top with her face make up free, she flopped down next to him and opened her mac-book. 

"What do you want to do?"

"Chill"

"Alright. Wanna watch a movie or," She was stopped mid-sentence by Skype. She answered the call and it was Mark.

"Hope you're not busy"

"I wasn't" 

"Right so I called to talk about the awards," Nicki put the laptop on her table and sat back on the couch.

"Oh great, you're together saves me having to call a meeting. Anyway back to business. So the awards are next week and you two are going together, that means walking the carpet together and sitting together ironically your seats are next to each other. I presume you will both get interviewed so beware of that. Me and Wayne have made decided you two will kiss at the awards that way it will show you two are dating. If Drake wins either of his awards, you will hug and Drake will kiss your cheek however if Nicki wins her awards you will lip-lock, no tongues involved. If I was you, I would practice kissing so it does not look stiff at the awards. And before you start complaining, stiff kisses can happen and I don't want you two to embarrass yourselves. That's all, I'll talk to you both later. Bye" Mark ended the chat before either of them could say anything.  

"Nah that is some bullshit"

"Tell me about it"

Drake licked his lip and looked away, and Nicki bit her lip and played with her nails. "What about it we do it right now?"

"Do what?"

"Kiss, you dumbass. That way it's out of the way and we don't have to worry about it. You're not nervous, are you?"

"Fuck no, I ain't scared of shit" Drake lied. Obviously he was nervous, he honestly forgot about how you have to kiss when you date. It may sound stupid but it was true. Now it has to happen in public so everyone can see. What if he wasn't a good kisser? What if she wasn't?

"You start" Nicki instructed him. Drake leaned in and Nicki scooted closer to him resting her hand on his knee to balance herself. She felt his plump lips brush against hers. It was only supposed to be one kiss but neither pulled away. They kissed again and Drake's hand ended up in her waist. Nicki sat herself up as she felt his tongue lick her bottom lip and deepened the kiss. A small moan escaped her lips and Drake pulled her onto of him making her straddle him. She lifted her hips and ran her fingers through his hair. She had no idea why they were still kissing or why she liked it - loved it so much. Now both of his hands were on her waist holding her down. The struggle to breath was real. She slowly began to grind against his crotch and Drake groaned in response. Lydia used her key to unlock the door and hummed a tune to herself as she locked it again. She searched most of downstairs and realised that Nicki was in the lounge. She turned around the corner and saw something unexpected. Nicki and Drake had pulled away by this time and were just staring at each other clearly out of breath. They both heard footsteps and Drake pushed Nicki onto the floor. Lydia walked in and saw Nicki on the floor and Drake on Nicki's laptop. 

Lydia eyed both of them and set her stuff down before going to the bathroom. 

"Ouch!" Nicki finally said. "What was that? That fucking hurt"

"I panicked" 

She dusted herself off and noticed she grazed her elbow. "Look what you did"

"It's not that bad"

"I'm bleeding!"

"Calm your tits"

"They are calm, I should sue"

"And the award for the biggest drama queen goes to," He made drum noises. "Nicki Minaj, congratulations"

"Get out of my house" Drake laughed and put her laptop down.

"Until next time baby" was the last thing he said to her before he was out the door. Drake was driving home when his phone beeped, he asked Siri to check it for him and it told him he had been mentioned in a tweet.

@NICKIMINAJ: @Drake is a meanie :(

He used Siri to tweet her back.

@Drake: @NICKIMINAJ you know I love you.

Drake arrived home and saw a black Mercedes parked up. That only meant one thing his friends were over. He walked in and heard their loud voices.

"He's finally here, we've been waiting"

"I'm here now" Drake sat on the sofa stretching out his legs.

"I heard you're dating again so tell me about her" Ryan said.

"Not really dating, shit's fake"

"You're not dating then?" Noah questioned.

"I am"

"And I thought you score big time, Nicki Minaj is hot" Ryan stated.

"She is but we hate each other" 

"You hate each other but are dating?" Both guys said.

"It's complicated, it's just not real and y'all can't tell anyone that is fake" He warned even though they were his best friends and he knew he could trust them.

"What were you doing then?"

"I was at her house"

"Keep going"

"Chilling"

"Really?"

"Eh almost, we were chilling then had a video call with her manager then we kissed" Drake shrugged.

"Holy shit, you kissed?!"

"Yeah"

"Tell us about it then"

"Y'all are like girls I swear. We're going to the awards together and we have to kiss so we practiced and ended up almost fucking"

"You really do have that effect on ladies"

~

"So what were you two doing when I walked in?" Lydia finally asked.

"Play fighting"

"You never were a good liar but I'll leave it alone since you don't want to talk about it"

"Thank God" Nicki whispered to herself.

"Because you're feeling Drake" Nicki opened her mouth to argue that she wasn't but she would be lying so she kept quiet and waited for Lydia to do her job.

~

Nicki's album had finally come out after almost a year of working on it and making it perfection. She had called it 'Pink Friday'. She had many interviews to promote her debut album. The day had literally just begun and she had already had two interviews. Her next one was with power 106, she liked the people there so it would not be as bad. When she arrived to the station, she could hear thousands of her fans screaming for her. It was still strange to her that she had fans, she still didn't see herself as famous just a girl who liked to make music. She waved and blew kisses as she walked into the building.

"I LOVE YOU NICKI!" A fan shouted.

"I LOVE YOU TOO!" She shouted back. She walked through the building and got into the elevator. She went straight to the room her interview was in and sat in a seat.

"If they ask you a question and you don't know how to answer it or you don't want to, change the subject" Lydia whispered in her ear.

"Alright" Nicki nodded and put on her headphones.

Big Boy:  Big boy's neighborhood. We have Nicki Minaj in the neighborhood. She is looking so good right now.

Nicki: Hey and thank you. You look good too.

Big Boy: You're just being nice right now cause I look a mess. You look like you thought that you would strut in here looking all nice and make us look like filth.

Nicki: That is not true honestly, I threw this one this morning. I'm exhausted, it's what 11 o'clock and I've had 2 interviews already, I must look bad.

Big Boy: Don't believe her. So let's get this started. First question, when did you first start rapping? 

Nicki: I actually don't remember but I used to freestyle in high school but I wouldn't call that rapping because they were not that good but I thought they were at the time. I didn't take my rapping seriously till after high school though and I decided I wanted to make a career out of it.

Big Boy: So you've been doing this for a long time then?

Nicki: You could say that yeah.

The interview went on and they discussed her album to her songs to her rocketing career. Then the question she had been waiting for came up.

Big Boy: So by your face I know you were waiting for it. There has been photos, videos and blogs about you and a certain someone do you want to elaborate on that?

Nicki: Well I don't know the person's name so you might have to elaborate.

Big Boy: So everyone knows who Drake is, right? He's big all over you must know him. We have seen pictures of you two on a date and out and about so what is going on?

Nicki: We know each other, we meet up every so often that's it.

Mark had told her not to officially announce they were dating until the awards.

Big Boy:  Hmm but what about your tweet to him and his tweet back to you?

Nicki: We had a 'fight' and he made me hurt my elbow, I tweeted that he was a meanie and he tweeted that he loves me. Buuuut, that's what people say after they hurt someone so it was nothing serious.

Big Boy: Are you dating anyone right now, Miss Minaj?

Nicki: Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You figure it out. 

Should I move this and make it a full blown story or just keep it as it is? Anyways, 3 comments or more :*