Chapter 6

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Meek POV

"What's wrong?" I asked putting my arm around her waist

"Nothing" she said

"Nic you been quiet the whole time, you mad that they ain't have ya size at the store?"

"No"

"Then what's wrong?" I asked

"I'm just tired"

"If you didn't wanna spend time with me you could've just said that"

"No it's not that Meek" she said

"Okay, you want ice cream?"

"No I want coffee from Starbucks"

"Will that make you feel better and actually talk to me like my girl?"

"Yes it will" she said with a smile

We walked to Starbucks I gave her my card and she went to buy whatever she wants I sat down and waited for her a few minutes later she came back with coffee

"Look at this" she said putting her coffee in front of the table

"The coffee is brown, so what am I looking at?"

"No dummy, read what's written here"

"Nicki ❤ Meek" I read out loud

"Oh shit, you really love a nigga"

"Unfortunately I do" she kissed me

"Girl you better not start this" I said to her as I gave her her coffee

"You sure you don't want anything?" She asked

"Yeah I'm sure"

"Where did you get so much money?" She asked

"I was performing last week and I got paid so I decided to spoil ya cute self" I smirked grabbing her chin

"That's really cute, now kiss me" she demanded I laughed and let go of her chin

"That's not how you speak to big daddy little girl"

"Well big daddy please kiss this little girl" she asked innocently

"Nah yo lips dry as fuck" I joked

"Meeeek!" She whined

"Girl shhh drink ya coffee and let's get going" I said

"I'm never talking to you ever again" she said with a pout

"That's cool I'm gonna take back all these clothes"

"You're so mean"

"That's why you love me babygirl"

"I never loved you baby boy" 

"Whatever hater, let's go"

"Can we go to your house?" She asked

"Yeah"

She smiled and grabbed her coffee walked out and left me there with her shopping bags I stood up and followed her

We got home and we were cuddling

"Your room is very dark" she said

"Cause it's blue"

"You should paint it peach or pink" she suggested

"I ain't a girl I like it dark"

"Well  I'm your girl and I want you to paint it pink, what Onika what's Onika gets"

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