The Morning After

He woke up with a start. His head was banging and he had no idea where he was. The sun had not rose and the moonlight was the only light shining in the room. The bed was unfamiliar and so was the girl. All he could see was the side of her face and part of her body. Her makeup was still on her face and her lipstick was around her lips not on them.

"Shit!" He whispered to himself.

He looked over and saw an open envelope full of cash and a large stash of condoms in the half open draw of her bedside table. One word popped up in his head at that moment. Hooker.

Quietly he climbed out of bed and searched for his clothes. He quickly put them on and froze in place when he heard the bed squeak as she turned in her sleep. With one last look at her, he was out the door. 

~

"So what happened last night?"

"I slept with a hooker"

"What? You serious?"

"I didn't know at first but the proof was there, she had condoms and money in plain sight. I was out of there in seconds when I realised" 

"I can't even say you got lucky and you ripped her off by not paying" 

"Shut the fuck up man"

Drake went to his office and waited for his possible new assistants to start arriving. One by one, he interviewed them and none of them matched what he was looking for. They were all trying too hard and putting on an act, he understood why but it wasn't necessary. He chewed on his pen, thinking about what he should do. A knock burst his thought bubble.

"Come in"

"Sorry but we have a late one, she's not on the list" Drake nodded and signal for her to send her in.

A woman walked in not long after and shut the door behind her. Her dark brown hair was in a high bun, red lipgloss on her lips and silver studs on her ears. She was wearing a dark blue sheer blouse, a black pencil skirt and black heels to match. She shook his hand and introduced herself.

"Onika Maraj, nice to meet you" Her soft voice spoke. The moment their hands touched he took glimpsed at her face and something hit him.

"Excuse me a moment" He got up and left the room. He went in search of Mike, his best friend and work colleague. He soon spotted his friend in the lunch room chatting to a female colleague and drinking a cup of coffee. 

"Mike, it's her" Drake said. He was not even bothered that he disturbed a conversation. 

"Who?" Everyone in the office looked at them. Drake whispered in his ear to avoid anyone hearing.

"The girl I'm interviewing it's her, the one I slept with"

"She's here to get her money you better go back" Mike laughed. Drake ignored the laughter and went back to his office.

"Sorry about that" Drake cleared his throat and begin the interview. "So do you have any previous experience with a job like this?"

"If I'm being honest, no. But I did work-shadow at an office before and I have assisted someone before"

"Hmm... Okay" He wrote down what she said and wrote down some additional comments. "You are aware that you will be in here with me all day, 6 days a week"

"Yes, I am aware"

Drake went through the rest of the questions he had planned to ask and the interview was coming to a close. "Any questions?"

"I want an explanation as to why I woke up to find the guy who I hooked up with did not wait till at least the morning and say goodbye after having sex with me or be nice enough to leave a note, can you answer that?"

"Want to know why I didn't stay? I thought you were a hooker" 

"Do I look like a hooker?" She said with her arms across her chest. Drake gulped and shook his head.

"No but," Drake sighed. "You gave clear indications for me to think so. Money left near your bed and a draw full of condoms, does that not sound strange?"

"First of all, the money was from my last job I like to get paid in cash instead of having a check. I find it easier that way and I can tell if I'm being ripped off or not. And secondly, what is strange about a girl having condoms? Because some of you guys are too big or proud to get that yourself and there is nothing wrong with being safe"

He had nothing to say to her. He left his assumptions get the best of him. She laughed and shook her head.

"Can I make it up to you? Give me your number" He grabbed a piece of paper from his notepad and handed it to her with a pen.

"How unprofessional Mr. Graham" She took it from him and scribbled her number down for him then folded the note a few times.

Nicki stood up and placed the paper on his desk. "It was nice meeting you Mr. Graham", and with that she was gone.

Drake opened the note and was met by a nice little message. 'Nice try, go fuck yourself' 

~

Nicki had just had her shower and was lounging around. She was still in her bra and panties. It had been at least an hour since she showered. Her cereal bowl was next to her. The TV was on but on nothing she was interested in.

"I am the definition of lazy right now" She fell back on her bed. Just as her eyes closed, her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"This is Hilary Stone, calling on behalf of Aubrey Graham. Just letting you know that you have got the job, he is looking forward to see you on Monday at 9am"

Part 2, maybe?

To her, from him.

Dear Onika,

I love the feeling of your hands interlocking with me when your breathing starts to hitch. The moan you let out as my tongue touches the most sensitive part of your body. The sweet smell of your coconut body wash mixed with a hint of mango. The goosebumps that appear only when I touch you.

The words of encouragement and happiness that slip from your lips. "Don't stop" being my favourite of them all. Telling me how you've never been this pleasured with any other person and how you've never been touched like this before. 

On your back squirming and trying to escape. My head between your legs tasting you. Your hands reaching down pulling my head closer. Legs wrapped around my shoulders. Silent begs for me to go faster. Screams getting louder and louder. Eyes shut tightly to avoid looking at me. Sweat dripping down your chest, taking a detour around those little abs of yours. Watching you reach your peak over and over. Sucking your delicate skin and watching my marks of passion appear like bruises. Watching you try to catch your breath. Sliding my fingers into you, seeing your back arch in pleasure and pain.

Hearing you struggle to scream my name. Choking on every syllable. That drink that you say only I'm allowed to taste running down my fingers. Your once straight hair now a curly sweaty mess and your red lipstick smudged. A night dedicated just to us two. Passed out under my sheets in my bed. Exhausted. Fragile and weak just like a rose, your favourite flower. Last night.

Our last night. 

Inspired by a poem I read in English. So it kinda has a poetry flow.   

In The Public Eye [Part 6]

After Keenan left, Nicki grabbed her coat and her shoes and went on a search to find Drake. On her way to her car, she called him but all she got was his voicemail.  She drove to his house and after getting through his security system knocked on his door. The door opened and she was met by his housekeeper. 

"Is Drake here?"

"You just missed him, do you want to leave a message?"

"No it's fine" She jumped back in her car. She drove all around the city looking for him, she checked all the places she expected him to be but he wasn't in any of them. 

I never realised how important he was to me until now. I possibly just lost him as a friend, 'boyfriend' and lover all in one day.

She pulled out of the road and stopped her car and tried to call him but she reached his voicemail again. 

"Damn, turning back to his old jerky self" She put her head on the steering wheel. Thinking. A place she hadn't though of popped into her head. The studio. That's where she headed. 

She arrived at the studio he liked to record in. She saw his name on the sheet of people there. She ran to the room he was in and she immediately heard his voice. 

"....You don't even know what you want from love anymore. I search for something I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored. But girl, what qualities was I looking for before? Who you settling for? Who better for you than the boy, huh?" He took off his headphones and bopped to the beat. Nicki had tears in her eyes, she knew that was about her. Drake stepped out of the booth and saw her.

"Was, was that for me?"

"Maybe. I'ont know, I was just getting my feelings out"

"Want me to tell you my feelings?" Drake shrugged his shoulders at her.

"When you left I realised something. I didn't love Keenan, I just wanted to be in a relationship to stop me from catching feelings for you. I've given up. I've been trying to denying it for weeks now and it's not working but I do love you. I'm being completely truthful,"

"Can you let me talk?" Nicki sat on the couch and waited for him to start speaking.

"I never got to tell you how I feel about it. This tough guy act is not me, if you hadn't noticed. . Now let me be honest. All the rappers are real niggas, act tough and have hoes and bitches. I've never been like that so I put on that act and people started to see me differently. I started to like it then you came along. When we first met I was rude as fuck towards you and I never apologised so here's my apology. Awards night I saw you differently. You looked beautiful, you always do but you were beyond it that night. Just before we had sex, I looked at you and felt something and before you start, no it was not my dick rising. In that moment, I knew that I liked you more than I was letting off. You changed me. Made me be real to you and myself. When we went to Canada to see my mum, she said that you were the favourite girl I've ever brought home and she genuinely loves you, that does not happen much. I just wanted you to know that"

"I never knew. That was about me right? The song?"

"For you, and about you" Nicki felt butterflies in her stomach. Drake pulled her up from the couch making her stand in front of him. "Tell me who do you want?"

He backed her in the wall. Her back hit the coloured concrete and her breathing hitched. He looked into her eyes. "Who do you want?"

"You"

~

There they were again. Back in the room that started it all. A room with a great room painted blandly in crystal white paint. But it was different. Not as many people were there, just Wayne and Mark. It made them both nervous - fearful. Drake could see the scares on her face, he placed his hand on her thigh and she looked at him calming down a little and smiled.

"Here we are again" Mark started off. They said their hi's and got down to business after him and Wayne said on the two seats directly across from them. "I think you knew why you're here"

"So everything is going to plan. Nicki's album went straight to number 2 then number 1 in four weeks," Nicki smiled as they all clapped for her. "Drake's album was successful. And to top it all off both of you have Grammy nominations!"

"Where's the champagne?"

"Not yet. So with all of that, there is no need for you two to date anymore. You both knew it would have to end eventually, it shouldn't be a surprise. And I did say a year max but you two really pulled this one off and should be proud of yourselves. Anyways here's the break up plan" Mark began.

"Nicki, you have that big MTV interview to premiere moment 4 life. That will be the perfect time to announce the break up. And sorry that you're going to be the one to do it but that's just the way it goes, well your schedule goes. They are bound to ask you about Drake and when they do or ask about your relationship this is what you say," Wayne continued. They went on explaining every last detail about the plan.

"Finally, you have to break up all communication. Private phone calls and video-chats are allowed but otherwise no. No hanging out, no meals out together, no nothing. Are you both okay with this?"

Nicki and Drake looked at each other and lifted up their hands from under the table, showing they were holding hands. They both knew something was up, they were never like that before.

"No, we're not okay about this. Who are you to break up my relationship?" Drake said.

"Wait you two are,"

"Yes, do you have a problem?" Nicki questioned, eyeing both of them. Her brown eyes seemed to pierce into theirs, she was able to give looks that could kill, Mark had already experienced one and knew not to say anything,

Wayne was secretly terrified and threw his hands up in defense. "No problem at all"

~

Almost 3 years later.

"On Sunday, hip-hop's power couple Nicki Minaj and Drake showed out at the awards. Together they managed to get 6 awards. And I have one of them with me today, everyone welcome Nicki Minaj" Nicki walked out waving to the screaming audience and strutted over to Ellen to give her a hug. 

"So happy that you're here" They both sat down.

"Thank you for having me"

"Sunday must have been a great day for you"

"It really was, it's still scary going to award shows for me anyway. I still remember my first award show, I was sh-, pooping myself for it honestly and Drake's crazy ass tried to help me but it didn't work"

At the mention of Drake's name the crowd ooh'd and clapped. Nicki tried to hid the smile that was creeping on her face.

"How are you and Drake?"

"Good. really good actually"

"Since I know you all have questions for Nicki and you like to get your fans involved in your career, so how about we have some questions from the fans?"

"Alright, first question. You in the green top" She was handed a microphone and she asked her question. 

"Hi Nicki, so what I want to know is how do you keep so humble being in the industry?"

"That is a great question, hmm from the beginning I promised myself that I would enter and leave the industry being the same person. I have never been arrogant or anything, I think that answers your question"

"How did you celebrate your winnings?"

"This is going to sound so boring but I got home, drank a glass of champagne and went to bed"

"As Drake is famous too, do you ever feel like you have to do better than him?"

"Funny you ask that because I was thinking about that the other day, I still see myself as just starting my career and I think people are still getting used to me. Back to the question, I don't really I'm just doing me and if I do end up doing better than him I will rub it in his face" Nicki answered and the room erupted in laughter. 

"Last 2 questions"

"Okay. We know that Drake is currently on tour, do you miss him?"

"Like crazy, we are with each other all the time. Luckily he had a few days off so he could come to the awards. He went back last night actually. I do miss his company most definitely, I don't know how I'm going to be like by the end of his tour. Home isn't the same without him" 

"You just said you miss him, am I right?" Ellen asked and Nicki nodded. "I have something that might help you"

One of Ellen's crew member came through with a big bear with a picture of Drake attached to the face.

"Aww thank you, it's so cute"

"Squeeze it" Nicki did and Drake's voice echoed through the studio. "I love you baby" 

"How did you get his voice in the bear?" 

"Technology, it's a great thing. So back to the awards, I noticed a ring on your finger" On the screen behind them was a zoomed in picture of her ring finger with a beautiful diamond ring.

Nicki silently cursed herself for wearing it and then looked down and noticed she was still wearing it. "Are you and Drake engaged?"

Nicki bit her lip and stayed quiet for a minute, debating if she should tell the truth or lie. Ellen and the audience were desperately waiting for her answer, it was evident on their faces. She looked around and breathed.

"Yes"

That's it, it's done. Sorry for the cheesiness too.

In The Public Eye [Part 5]

"Yeah, I'm going out to have lunch then I'm heading to my video shoot... I'll call you as soon as I'm done. I promise, love you. Bye" Nicki hung up the phone and walked into the cafe. She wanted to eat alone with her careers she was constantly surrounded by people except for when she was at home. She had just over an hour to eat and get to set. Her sunglasses were firmly on her face and she dressed down wearing leggings and a baggy jumper. She thought she was unnoticeable. She hadn't even received her coffee before she was tapped on the shoulder.

"What do you want?" She didn't mean to come off so rude but she was annoyed.

"Damn who pissed in your coffee?"

"No one since I haven't got one yet" The man sat down at the seat across from her pissing her off even more.

"Some best friend you are, don't even recognise my voice" Keenan laughed.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were an annoying fan"

"What are you doing here? I thought you were in New York"

"I was, I needed to see you... Talk to you"

"I'm not even going to ask how you found me. What's up?"

"Me and Louise are over"

"Aww babe, come on let's talk somewhere more private" She searched in her bag for her purse and throw a 10 dollar bill on the table.

~

"Tell me all about it" Being that she didn't have the lunch she planned, Nicki whipped herself up a baked potato with cheese. When she was finished, she made sure they were both comfortable and he had calmed down, he had been angry in the car the ride there. 

"So when I go home after being here for the awards, she was in her dressing gown waiting for me. She jumps on me and we were kissing. We were about to make love and I heard a phone ring. It sure wasn't mine cause it was so real hood song" Nicki muffled her laugh. "I got up and looked around and saw nothing. I check the bathroom, under the bed, the draws don't ask. I opened the closet and what do I see? Some nigga in his boxers and socks. I snatched him up real quick and his dumb ass smiled at me. I almost knocked them both out" The anger was shown on his face.

"That is some deep shit, I'm sorry. You'll find someone better, I promise. Wish I could help you"

"Just help me get my mind off it" Nicki thought for a moment and started talking about their memories together. How they first met and their funny moments. They were crying of laughter at one of them. Keenan was still laughing but not as hard as Nicki was, tears were still streaming down her face. It took them a while to fully stop. But once the laughter was over, Keenan's mind wondered back to Louise. 

"I gave her everything and that's how she repays me" Nicki stroked his cheek and kissed him. She was too caught in her feelings to resist him. She felt him kissed back and pull away. 

“We shouldn't be doing this” he admitted.

“Did you not get why I did that?”

“Yeah of course I did. But... this isn't the right time. I’m sorry” Keenan grabbed his coat and walked out leaving her alone.

~

For this music video, Nicki wanted to tell a story. She was dressed down in a sense. The song and the video was something you would not expect from her because of her persona. 

"Nicki's coming on to set" The first scene she was shooting was a sort of shower scene. She had a towel around her bottom half and was wearing a simple lingerie set. "If you're not needed for this scene, move to the other side"

She took off her towel and handed it to someone and walked behind the steamed glass. The music started a short while after and Nicki lip-synced to the bridge while wiping the steam and feeling the music.

Stop!
Stop!
Won't you just stop looking through me 'cause I can't take it, no I can't take it

They had decided to shoot that scene first because she would only be wearing that unlike in the other scenes where she would be wearing two dresses and it would save from going from being full clothed to half clothed and back again.

"Cut!" The director yelled. Nicki stepped out and went to the dressing room to get ready for her first scene. She walked back out wearing a white dress that tied around her neck. She walked into the kitchen area with Willy, her boyfriend, for the video followed behind her with his bow tie untied around his neck. 

"I can’t take it, like seriously"

"You're making big drama" Willy went into the fridge to get a drink.

"I'm making big drama?!" Nicki walked towards him.

"Yeah you do"

"I'm making big drama?! So you think what your doing is okay?" By this time, she was few centimeters away from him. He looked at her and sat down at the counter table. She walked around the other side of gave a flawless hair flip and picked up the glass from the table holding it in her hand.

"I’m sick and tired of it! I’m sick and tired of it!" She violently threw the glass watching it smash.

"Of what?"

"Of the disrespect! Stop disrespecting me! Stop disrespecting me! Stop talking to people when I’m outside doing what I do, embarrassing me in-front of people! Stop!" She screamed at him getting her feelings out.

"You know what! I’m gonna leave you" He got up and turned to walk out the kitchen.

"Don't walk out" She threw another glass. She ran after him and pulled him back. She pushed into the fridge and he looked down at her.  She caressed his face as the rest of their dialogue played as a voice over.

"Cut!" Everyone clapped as Nicki took a playful bow. They went out to shoot another two scene before Nicki had an interview midway through. 

"So what is the video about?"

"The concept of the video is boy-and-girl relationship drama, you know, all of the intimate stuff as well as the fighting as well as the self-reflecting type stuff. It's basically just a love story told from the perspective of a very hard girl who doesn't want to give in but she has to"

~

After the video shoot, Drake and Nicki were chilling at her house. They were going to hang out after the shoot anyway and Nicki's house was closer to the set. They were talking on a more personal level with a half empty pizza box, huge bottle of coca-cola and two glasses on the table.

"So I couldn't help but notice that model looked like me?"

"Boy bye, he looked better than you" Nicki laughed at the face he made and decided to change the subject.

 "I had fun spending time with your family, I never told you"

"I'm glad, they really liked you. Especially my mum, she was talking about how she can spend girl time with you and get your nails and hair done together"

"Aww that's so cute, I would love to. I can't wait to see her again... Maybe I shouldn't have said that since you're trying to get with another girl"

"What girl?"

"The one you talk about all the time, I saw your conversation on the plane with Ryan well not all of it but I saw enough". Nicki picked up her glass from the table and drank some of her coke.

Drake's heart started to beat a little faster. She knows was the only thought running through his mind. It was over. He ran his fingers through his small fro and sighed. "That girl is you" Nicki stopped drinking and put her glass back in it's place.

"You talk about me all the time?" Nicki asked him and he gave her a simple nod. "That's funny cause I do the same thing, it's kind of childish to be honest"

"You talk about yourself all the time?"

"No you dimwit, I talk about you all the time" She really empathized the you. "So you're feeling me huh?"

"Lil' bit" 

"You know it's scary to think that over 3 months ago were forced to be together. I didn't want to and you definitely didn't but look at us now. We somewhat developed a friendship out of this. This is going to sound crazy but I don't want us to break up. I like being with you. I like the dates we go on even though they're never private. I even like how we act like we hate each other sometimes. I really enjoy spending time with you. I think I love you, forget that. I don't think I know that I love you" 

Nicki had admitted what she had wanted to for a while, she never expected to love an asshole like him but she did. A knock disturbed them. Nicki looked at the door and saw the vibrations from the hard knocks.

"Come with me, I don't know who could be there. Knocking my goddamn door so hard" Drake followed behind her.

She unlocked the door and in walked Keenan. He grabbed her waist and kissed her deeply. Nicki's body froze, she didn't react. What was he doing there? She thought he had gone back home to New York. She pulled away and stared at him.

"Keenan I,"

“I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and I realised I want this too. So what do you say?” The smile on his face was making her feel bad and she could feel Drake's eyes staring at her. Drake shook his head and stormed out. Nicki tried to grab his arm but he pulled his arm back. She was about to run after him but Keenan stopped her.

"What was that about?" Nicki turned and walked away from him. He shut the door and followed her knowing she would be going to the living room. He found her with her head resting in her hands. 

"Are you going to tell me or what?"

"I just told Drake how I feel about him and you came and," She didn't finish her sentence and put her face back in her hands breathing deeply. 

"So what was today about then?" 

Moving her hands from her mouth, she said. "Look I'm so sorry, my feeling were all messed up. I'm going to be honest with you, I've loved you since we met all those years ago but you was always in a relationship with someone then I finally built the courage up to tell you, you met Louise. It broke my heart then I met Drake. I know I said that he was an asshole but, he's more than that. Over these few months, something happened between us. Even though we aren't really dating, it feels like we are. He makes me feel special. When I kissed you today, I was stuck between you and him. I was caught up with my old crush, I thought I wanted you but I don't. I'm starting to realise my feelings for you are gone and I want to be with him properly which will never happen because of what he saw and everything else. I'm sorry" She looked up and saw Keenan's face and started to tear up. 

"Stop apologising, I understand. It was bound to happen. You need to find him and tell him what you told me" He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Go get him"

Let me apologize for how shitty this is but bare with me. Oh and the next part will be the end, I split the last part in two so this is the first part.  3 comments or more :*