"Fuck valentines." Nicki mumbled as she posted a picture on her Instagram of a behind the scenes shot from her new music video, with a bold caption to go with it.
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Fuck valentines. All you bitches doing the most for the gram when your man was in my dms two days ago * sips tea *🐸☕️
"We don't need no valentine. Right baby?" She cooed at her pitbull pup Dyme.
Meanwhile with Drake. He was was sat in his home in the city of Toronto hundreds of miles away from his first love, alone with nothing but the booming sounds of throwback Rnb slow jams to keep him company.
"Aubrey!" His mother yelled over the music as she entered her sons 8 bedroom house. "Ma? What are you doing here? I thought you had a date." He asked with a confused expression on his face.
"I do but I couldn't go not before knocking some sense into you first."
"Mom-" she cut him off quickly. "No. I'm going to talk and you're going to actually listen for once." She said sternly. Drake sighed and held up his hands in surrender. "Alright."
"Sit down." She walked over to his couch and tapped the space next to her.
"Why are you here?"she asked. He looked at her strangely before answering with caution. "I live here-"
"No I mean why are you here, in Toronto when Nicki's in New York."
He sighed running his hand over his face. "I told you already. We're not together."
"Yeah but I don't understand why. You two were fine then you had this big fall out and you still won't tell me what it was about. Then she started dating that other rapper guy." She took a moment to collect her thoughts so she wouldn't miss any important parts of the story.
"But I heard they broke up and like the rest of the world I saw that picture you posted of you guys and Wayne and couldn't help but hope y'all were back on good terms."
"We are." He lied. The only reason they even took that picture together was to make Wayne happy and posting it on Instagram was apart of Drakes managements idea to promote his new single with Wayne.
"Then why are you here and not with her?" She quizzed.
"She made it clear that she was single and wanted to stay that way."
"Did she tell you that herself?"
"No but-" she cut him off once again. "Here you go with the buts. Just fly out to New York, tell her you're sorry and make up."
"Mom."
"I'm not playing with you. That girl has been through a lot and I don't want you guys to miss this chance."
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"T I'm fine I promise." Nicki said as she spoke to her best friend Tasha on the phone. "Yeah you keep saying that but I don't believe you. Have you tried calling him?" Tasha asked and Nicki rolled her eyes knowing where the conversation was about to go.
"T I'm not doing this with you right now."
"Yes you are. Everybody and they mama know you love each other but you're too stubborn to see it."
Nicki rolled her eyes. "I'm not stubborn. T shouldn't you be getting ready for your date."
"Mhm you're lucky, but this conversation isn't over."
"Okay bye T love you." Just as they ended the call Nicki heard a knock at her door.
'What now. It's the middle of the day.' She thought to herself as she walked over to the door.
She stood on her toes in attempt to look through the peep hole. As she looked she saw nothing but a blur of pink.
'What the...'
She sighed and unlocked the door pulling it open slowly to reveal a huge bouquet of Pink roses. "Hello?" She said softly trying to get the person who was hidden behind the roses attention.
"Excuse me." She said a little louder. Slowly Drake lowered his hands and therefore the bouquet so she could finally see who was stood at her door.
"Drake? What are you doing here?"
"It's Valentine's Day." He said shrugged and she did nothing but give him a blank stare.
"Can I come in?" He asked flashing his million dollar smile that she couldn't resist. "Yeah"
"Thank you. For the flowers." She mumbled as he placed them on the table and they stood in an awkward silence.
"Yeah well I remembered how much you loved roses and pink is your favour colour."
"What are you doing here Drake?"
"That hurts but I guess I deserve it." He said and she frowned in confusion at his statement. "You calling me Drake when we're not in public, I'm use to hearing you call me Aubrey when we're alone." He explained.
"It's your name."
"Nic I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For acting like a child and throwing a tantrum when you decided to move on with someone else." Drake confessed a she reached for her hand.
She shook her head and pulled her hand away quickly. "You made my life miserable. Having to pick between my boyfriend and you my best friend. It was one of the hardest decisions I had to make."
"I know and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted the way I did." He apologised now fully understanding his wrongs.
"Yeah but it's not just that is it? Before I even got in a relationship with him. You and I were having our issues."
"That's because you were being difficult."
She narrowed her eyes and looked at him sideways. "I was being difficult?"
"Yeah. Calling me your brother. People don't fuck their brothers Nic."
Nicki gasped at the fact he was bringing that up in their argument. "You can go now." She said pointing at the door.
"No please. I'm sorry." He begged grabbing her tiny waist.
Leaning forward he kissed her forehead and cupped her face softly. "What I mean is. I loved you. I still do but I can't sit back and be labelled your friend or brother when we both know there's something more."
"Why won't you let me be more Nic?" As he asked she couldn't help but let a few tears escape from her eyes.
"Because I'm scared. I'm scared I'll open up and be all vulnerable then you'd break my heart like all the other guys that begged me to give them a chance." She admitted.
"But I'm not like any other guy and you know that, that's why no matter what we always got each other." She looked dish knowing he was telling the truth. "Look at me Nicki." She looked up slowly and he took this as his opportunity to kiss her. "I love you." ... "I love you too"
