Because I Care [Part 2]

Nicki: Where are we going again?

Nicki sent a quick text to Drake as she looked through her wardrobe for something to wear. Putting shirts up against her body in the mirror seeing how they looked like. This was technically going to be her first high school party and she wanted to dress to impress. 

Drake: A party, it's on the beach.

"Looks like I'm not wearing jeans after all" She said to herself. 

Nicki: Oh right thanks, we're not getting wet right?

She went back into her wardrobe looking for some appropriate clothes. Shorts were a must, but she didn't know if a bikini top would be too much. 

Drake: Not unless you want to ;)

Nicki: Nope, once my hair gets wet it's a disaster.

Finally deciding on a simple outfit: A black bralet, denim shorts, a floral kimono and grey low cut converses. Nicki spread them on her bed and checked the time. 5:26 p.m. Meaning she only had 30 minutes to get ready. She had already showered so all she had to wore out was her hair. It had been in a bun all day so there was 99 percent chance it would not be straight anymore. She decided to straighten it so it would flow nicely down her back. Nails done, hair done, everything did and she was ready. Just in time because Drake knocked on her front door.

"Hey" She smiled and he smiled back.

"Ready to go?" After a simple nod, they made their way to his car.

~  

"Don't be nervous, they're all really nice" Drake led the way to the party. Everyone seems to be having a good time, drinking and dancing. He went straight over to where the drinks were. He poured himself a drink and was about to pour Nicki one when she stopped him.

"I don't drink"

"You don't have to drink it, just hold it in your hand" She took the solo cup out of his hand.

"Since we both have drinks, we can socialise" After walking around for a bit, he spotted some people he thought Nicki would be able to talk to. 

"Hey Cassie"

"What's up?"

"This is Nicki, you might know her" Cassie put her hand out for Nicki to shake and she did. Drake looked around and spotted his ex-girlfriend looking fine. Her long wavy black hair in a bun and a bikini that showed off all her assets. Unknowingly to him, she had seen him come to the party with Nicki. "Would you mind keeping her company for a minute?"

"Sure" Drake walked over to his ex and tapped her on the shoulder. "Have we met before? I'm Drake"

"I know who you are but I'm kind of busy, can we you know talk later?"

"She'll still be here and I'll only take a few seconds"

"I'll be back in a minute" They walked away from the girl taking a stroll along the beach back to the drinks. 

"So how you been?" Drake asked, grabbing another two cups disposing his now empty one on the floor. 

"Good... You?"

"Been better, so what do you want?"

"I'll just have a beer" Drake grabbed one of the ports from the keg pouring some into the cup. "I miss you, Rih" He looked up from pouring the drink and looked at her. Not just any look, the look she knew all too well.

"Don't"

"Don't what?"

"Look at me like that. We can't go there again and you know that. I'm with someone else now"

"But you forgot all about him the other day though?"

Drake: Hey beautiful

Rih: Hello...

Drake: What you doing?

Rih: Nothing...

Drake: Wanna chill? 

Rih: Yeah, come over 

Rihanna reached over to open her top draw. She moved the papers out of the way until she found her sewing kit box, the place where she kept her weed. She quickly rolled the blunt and placed it in her mouth while lighting it. She breathed in feeling the smoke fill up her lungs before blowing it out. She repeated the action while a voice was heard.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"What does it look like?" Drake shook his head at her, closed her door and laid down next to her. 

She rest her head on his lap as he gently stroked her hair. She pulled the blunt from her lips and tilted her head up exhaling, blowing a cloud of smoke above their heads. He took it out of her hand and took a long drag. 

"Close your eyes and open your mouth" Drake looked down and saw her with her eyes closed, he blew the smoke into her mouth letting the smoke escape from his mouth and enter hers. She blew all of it in his face.

"That's not funny" Drake slightly coughed wafting away the smoke and she giggled. They took turns passing the blunt. She stared at him with pure lust as he took a hit. In quick movement, Rihanna pulled the blunt from his lips and straddled him, he exhaled causing her to get lost in the cloud. She reappeared and kissed him biting his bottom lip. She released it slowly before kissing him again. His hands rested on her ass and he rubbed it up and down. He slowly moved his hands and pulled down the back of her thong. Rihanna lifted her hips so he could get them fully off and when he did, she pushed him back forcefully. She slowly lowered herself down onto him. She began to rock her hips back and forth keeping her hands on his chest. She lifted herself up leaving just his tip covered before slamming down. After repeating that a few times, she went back to grinding on him. His hands on her hips as her hips swiveled around.

"Jesus Drake! I wanted to fuck and you practically offered"

"What?!" 

"We both know what chilling mean so miss me with that shit!"

"What going on here?" Rihanna found the source of the voice and smiled. "Nothing baby"

"Drake, this is Chris. Chris, this is Drake" Chris was about the same height as him and was less muscly and skinny. But nevertheless, he could see why Rihanna went for him.

Chris looked at him and turned to Rihanna. "So I'm about ready to go. You still riding with me?"

"Yeah"

"Well let's go" Chris walked away with Rihanna following behind him holding his hand. "It was nice to see you Drake" She said turning around.

"You too" Drake downed the drink he poured for himself and threw away the one he poured her leaving the cup on the floor. 

He looked around noticed he was alone. Everyone was with someone or a group of people even Nicki had found a new bunch of friends. It was really setting in that he didn't have any true friends except Isaac. At parties, everyone loved him and wanted to be his friend but outside of the party they wanted nothing to do with him other than bring up memories from the party. Sighing, he poured himself another drink and walked back over to Nicki. 

"I see you're having fun" He whispered into her ear. 

"So much" 

"I'm going for a walk, want to join?" 

"I would love to" She took a sip of her drink. "It was nice meeting you guys, hopefully I'll see you again" 

"You will!" She waved and followed Drake's lead.  They ended up a fair distance away from the party and sat down on the shore. 

"Can I try some?" She said referring to the flask in his hand. 

"I thought you didn't drink"

"Well I'm at a party so I might as well plus I just drank whatever was in my cup before so what's this one going to do?"

"Alright" Drake handed the flask to her and she took a large gulp. She instantly pulled a sour face. Holding the flask away from her face.

"What is in that? It's really strong"

"Whiskey"

"Woah. How do you drink that?"

"I don't know, I've become immune to the taste" Nicki nodded and took another gulp before giving it back to him. 

"Ah I guess it's not that bad. I just realised this will be first and last high school party"

"Nah, every party I go to you're coming with me"

"We'll see, this is not really my scene"

"You need to live a little. You'll be a hardcore party-goer when I'm done with you"

"I don't think so, books are way more interesting than parties"

"By the end of tonight, you'll be asking me when the next party is"

"You wish. All the people here are popular and known by everyone and there's me, the outcast"

"That may be true but I can teach you my ways"

"Your ways?"

Drake nodded. "Starting with swearing"

"Oh no, I don't swear"

"Everyone swears. Just try it, say fuck"

"Just the word or a sentence?"

"Hmm... Say what the fuck"

"What the eff"

Drake looked at her funny. "Not eff, fuck"

Nicki took a deep breath preparing herself.  "Fuck"

"Yes, now shout it"

"Fuck!" She screamed.

"Good job" Drake put his hand up for her to high-five him and she did. "Step one is complete, we'll start step two later"

"I never told you but you look really nice tonight"

"Thanks" She blushed.

"I think the boys you were talking to did too"

"We were just talking"

"I know them and they don't just talk to any girl"

"Shut up, don't get my hopes up"

"What? They were definitely checking you out"

She laughed at the thought "Why would they? I'm so plain"

"Nicki, you're beautiful. I don't know why you haven't noticed yet but you are absolutely stunning, it shocks me that you've never had a boyfriend"

"Me? God no. No, no," Drake cut her off with his lips, silencing her and she closed her eyes. He caught her lips and kissed her again then slowly pulled away and she reopened her eyes.

"I'm sorry" He said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Don't be, I liked it. Now let's go back to the party" She stood up and pulled him up with her.

~

Drake walked into the gym trying to be discreet about him being there. The school was having a volleyball match and the girls’ team was playing. He really had nothing to do and he needed something to take his time off the whole Rihanna situation and everything really. He found a reasonable seat at the back. The players started to come out of the doors receiving cheers from the crowd, they interacted with the opposite team shaking their hands before standing in their positions. The game went on and the home team were winning by 4 points. Throughout the match, Drake had his eye on one player. Player number 7. He never got a glimpse of her face but he couldn't keep his eyes off of her.

The buzzer soon went off announcing the end of the game. The home team ended up winning by 9 points with player number 7 scoring the second to last point. 

Drake waited till most of the crowd had gone and the players were packing up their things. He ran down the stairs and walked behind number 7 tapping her on the shoulder. She turned around in a flash. "Drake?"

"Nicki? Why didn't you tell me you played volleyball?" The girl he had been staring at was the one girl just a few weeks ago knew nothing about and now he was intrigued by her.

"It wasn't important, it's just something I like to do" She put the other bag strap onto her shoulder. 

"Since I'm here, want to go out to celebrate the win?" 

"My legs kind of hurt. Long match and all"

"Get on my back" 

"What? No" 

Drake crouched down in front of her. "I'm offering so come on" Nicki jumped onto his back and he held his arms around her leg pulling her up some more and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He pushed the door open and continued walking through the school. 

"There's an ice cream parlour nearby, want to go for one? My treat"

"Hmm I do love ice cream and you're offering, can't turn down an offer like that" The ice cream parlour came into their view after an half an hour walk. He waited until he got inside the parlour to put her down and just before he did she pressed her lips against his neck as a thank you. 

"So which one do you fancy?" She was staring at the different flavours looking rather fascinated. 

"Daim bar crunch please"

"Can I have a daim bar crunch and a rum and raisin?" The server nodded and went to get their cones. Drake paid for them and they headed out of the shop. 

"Why do you hang out with me?" Nicki asked taking another lick of her ice cream. 

"Because I think you're cool and" He stopped speaking.

"And what?" 

"I like you" Nicki stopped eating her ice cream abruptly. 

"You like me?" Drake stood still. That was the first time he had admitted it. He knew she was great company but after the party and everything he saw her in a different light. 

"Yeah" 

"I like you too"