In Love With A Stripper(Chris Brown/ Nicki Minaj love story)

Trying

Chris P.O.V

I tangled my fingers in Nicki's hair. She smelled good. I kissed her ear and she moved a little.

I slid out of bed, trying not to wake her. I took out my leftover chinese food from last night. That chicken was good, no lie.

"Chris?"

"I thought you were sleep?"

"Why weren't in bed?"

"Chill. I was hungry. So I came down for leftovers. I'll be back up in a minute." I kissed her cheek and she walked out.

That girl is crazy.

>>>>

"Wassup August."

"What up, Chris? Where's ya beautiful guh at?"

"She upstairs in bed, sick."

"Aww, I hope she get betta'. Lemme see baybeh guh for a lil min'."

"Aight. But just for a minute. And you bet not be trying no shit with my girl."

"Ight, nigga."

"Hey August." Nicki smiled.

"Hey, beautiful. How ya been, baybeh?" He sat at the edge of the bed.

"I've had better days."

"I hope ya get betta den, beautiful." He caressed her cheek and she blushed.

"Aight, that's it. Time to go."

"Bye, baybeh."

"Bye, August. Bye, baby." I kissed her and we walked out.

"Aight. Where we going?"

"Ma' house. We gonna work on dis new song."

Nicki P.O.V

I sat there, staring at my phone, debating whether or not I should tell Chris.

"Just tell him. He'll understand." I kept telling myself that over and over.

I sighed and grabbed my phone.

It rung once, twice, three times until it went to voicemail.

"Chris, I need to tell you something. Its very important so please call back when you get the chance."

My phone started ringing. But it wasn't Chris.

"Hey, Nikabear."

"Hey Safaree. How did know my number?"

"It never changed, duh."

"Oh yea."

"So, I'm going to visit mom today. You wanna go?"

"Ooh, I don't know. Maybe some other time."

"Please Nikabear. It'll be just like old times."

"Mm..okay. But I can't stay for long."

"Yay. Okay. Text me your address and I'll be there in 10."

"Okay. Bye Safaree."

This won't hurt. I texted him the address and started getting ready.

I'm outside. -Safaree

Here I come. -Nicki

Chris P.O.V

"You ready?" Ty asked me.

I nodded my head and slipped on the headphones.

The music started and I started singing.

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"That was good."

"Good? Nigga, I killed that shit."

"Aye, nigga, ya did good. Ya ass should just take that lil compliment and move on."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Yea, man. Why you had to snap on me like that?"

"Ma bad. I been down for a while. Da' guh that I been with said she wanted a committed relationship. I ain' wit' dat shit."

"We know you. You not ready for a commitment." Mike said.

"I think I am. Its jus' dat, she was goin' out partyin' every night. I don't want dat."

"Oh." I sat back.

"How's Nicki been?"

"She been good. She just been sick."

"That's cool."

My phone rung. It was Nicki. I picked it up and there was a lot of noise in the background.

"Hi, baby."

"Hey, baby. Um..I need to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"Well...I'm not sure how to tell you because you might not believe me. So please bear with me."

"Baby, just tell me. I won't get mad, I promise."

"Okay," she sighs and says, "I'm..."

"Yo, breezy, break time's up. Let's go." I heard August behind me.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I gotta go. Can you tell me later when I get home?....okay....I love you, too...bye."

Nicki P.O.V

This nigga really blew me off to go hang eith his friends? I knew this was gon happen.

"Onika!" Mama's voice snapped me out my thoughts.

"I'm sorry. What were you saying?"

"I was talking to Safaree and telling him how much you missed him over the years."

I blushed in embarrassment. "Mom." I spoke lowly.

"Mom, can I talk to you in private for a minute. There's...something I need to tell you."

"Why? Can't it wait?"

"Not this."

She wasn't paying any attention to me anymore. She was too busy showing Safaree all of my baby pictures. Why does she do this?

I thought I might end the chapter at that since its getting longer than I expected. She been trying to tell someone that she's pregnant all day and no one will listen. Who will? Hope y'all liked. Be breezy!