Hate Less than Love

Oh no, what did I do now? Shit something is wrong with the sink. Just great, I ain't calling no damn plumber plus it's like 10o'clock in the night. There is only 1 person call to do this, job. Drake.
"Hey Bre Bre"
"Hello, would you quit calling me that?"
"Nope! Sooo I need you come over" I said in my baby voice.
Why"
"Because I broke something,"
"That is the only reason why you call me over, to use me, never to just hang."
"Aw, don't be sad I use everybody. Anyway I expect to see you in 20minutes."
"Okay but I hate you!"
"I dislike you!" He chuckled as I hung up.

Drake and I, we have very playfully relationship, but we are good friend. I just moved into this apartment like, a month ago and whenever I break things I call Drake to come and fix it.
We were in a relationship for 7years, but it just wasn't working out so we're just friends. It's going pretty well. I love this friendship we have going on, less of a headache.
I sat on my sofa waiting my handy man to come fix the sink. Drake came within 10minutes of our conversation. I hugged him and kissed his cheek before letting him in.
"So what the problem.” he asked as we walked in to the kitchen.
"I don't even know the sink thingy is making some weird sound."
"Put on the switch real quick" I did what I was told and switch it on. The noise was horrible; Drake simple looked down the drain like the noise didn't affect his ears. He smiled and signalled me to turn off the drain sucker thingy. So I did. He smiled; I was like 'WTF'. He pulled out a teaspoon from the drain. I giggled, "Oh my bad." we both laughed, we finally calmed down “Do you want something to drink." I asked as Drake retired to the sofa. "No thanks" I joined him on my navy blue sofa.
"Thank you for 'fixing' my sink"
"No problem," He said throwing my blue pillows in the air and catching it again.
"Can you not do that?" Then he hit me in the face with my pillow messing up my lipstick. "Oh my! You did not just mess up lipstick." Drake sniggered, and then smirked to cover it up. I grabbed my pillow and wacked him across the head, messing up his prefect curls.
"Nicki!" I giggled.
"You messed up lipstick so I messed up your hair." We both laughed.
"But real did you mess you my hair bruh?" I playfully rolled my eyes.
"Bruh? I'm your bruh now, I'm a boy?"
"No," He laughed "You’re my friend"
"Hold on" I fixed his hair for him. When I was done I sat back in my seat.
"Thank you," I pouted, this Nigga messed up my lipstick first. "Oh let me see the 'mess' I made." he put his middle finger and his index finger under my chin, lifting it up slowly, softly, until we was nose to nose. He quickly leaned in to kiss my lips, without hesitation I accepted his tongue. I was enjoying every moment of this kiss. He pulled away, I was like why. I wiped the corners of my mouth my index finger, and smiled shyly. "Sorry Nicki, I know we are meant to be friends."
"No, it.… it's ok"
After I said those words it was beyond awkward, pure silence in my apartment, Drake kissed my cheek before saying goodnight and leaving. What the hell was that? Oh my God, I was not expecting that at all. Can someone tell me why I liked it? But the fuck does that mean? Does he want me?

*Next Day at The Salon*

Nae-Nae was popping her gum while doing Honey, my blexican friend's hair. "Child if you keep popping that gum imma pop you!" Terrence exclaimed as he take out my hair scrunchy. Nae-Nae looked at him up and down. "Oh honey I know look beautiful, I wish I could say the same for you." I gasped
"T don't be mean."
"I am trying but if she keep pop pop popping that gum imma hurt someone." I shook my head.
"Terence just do my hair."

Halfway through getting my hair did Terrence stop what he was doing. "Ooo Nicki Imma have to find someone else to your hair." I spun around in my chair to face him.
"Why!"
"Because I can't take this silence, you better dish the dirty." I rolled my eyes. Okay Terrence isn't just my hairstylist; he is one of my best friends. He most definitely knows when I have something on my mind. "Nicki tell me something"
"Okay, you know Drake" Terrence spun me back around and proceed with my hair.
"How can I forget him, your 7year relationship, almost married him, the love of your life, guy" Terrence mimicked stuff I used to say. I gave him a death glare in the mirror.
"Well last night he kissed me."
"What?!"
"He kissed me," I repeated myself
"So what now, are y'all back together?"
"From one kiss? No Terrence, I just don't know where we stand anymore."
"Well do you want to get back together with him?"
"I don't know," I did my famous dimple shrug.
"Well gworrrrrrrl, the first thing you need to do is talk to him. See how he feels."
I listened intently to everything Terrence was saying about Drake and I whilst he trimmed my split ends Then he blow dried my hair. Which I hated doing because I like my hair wavy. He was blowing out my hair, so my hair was half way down my back.
After I did my hair, I just had to text drake; we needed to talk about that kiss.

Come to lunch with me at Linda's~ Nicki

sure, we need to talk! ~Drake.

Yeah, we do. Meet you there in 30mins? ~Nicki

Okay see you then~ Drake

*At Linda's*

Drake opposite me, we order food first, it was just as awkward as last night.
"Uh so about last night..." Drake began. "I don't want things between us to be awkward, you know?" He reached over the table to grab my hand, but I pulled away.
"No I wanna know how you feel deep down."
"What do you mean?"
"What are your feelings towards me?"
"Oh…. You’re a great… friend." I tried so hard to search a 'but' in his face; he genuine meant what he said. That’s it I am just he friend.
"Wow!"
"What?" I know he knows I was hurt. He could always read me like I was his favourite book.
"I am a great friend? So that kiss meant nothing to you?" I tried so hard to not yell. He shrugged. "You know you could be a real jerk at times." I pick up my napkin, dropped it on the table and walked out the diner, close to tears. I remember why Drake never worked out, yes he could read me like a book but he never got me. I honestly don't know why I keep running back to him. He doesn't love me the way I love him. I just jumped on the bus, cried silently.

When I got home, I was about shut the door after walking in to my apartment and Drake slipped through as I shut the door. I re-opened the door. "Get out!"
"No I want say something." I gave him the benefit of the doubt, hoping his says what I wanna hear. I walking in the living room and sat down whilst he stayed standing. "Nicki I have had enough of this." I furrowed my brows “Enough of you running out on me all the time. Always causing a scene!" Are you been for real right now?

"Drake I run and you never try to chase after me! But Fuck out of here with this shit. Like I don't need this and I don't need you!!! This is why people say you cannot be friends with your ex. I HATE YOU! Now LEAVE!" I yell at him with tears running down my cheeks. He just stood there. “YA DEATH? I SAID LEAVE!" I stood up and held the down open for him. He walked out my apartment without eye contact; I just slammed the door in his face. I walked over to my sofa and rested my elbows on my knees and cried in my hands. 2minutes later my door swung open, l lifted my head out of my hand to see Drake. He kneed down between my legs. STOP THE STORY: ok Nicki was wearing black short bodycon skirt, a pink ruffled short sleeved blouse and a pair of black pumps, 5inch heel. BACK TO THE STORY: he hugged me so close; I wrapped arms around his neck and cried on his shoulder. He stroked my hair calming down. I pressed my knees a little in to his waist. He pulled from our embrace and looked into my eyes. Our lips crashed together. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him into a deeper kiss. He held my waist, lifting me up walking to my bedroom, never breaking the passionate kissed we shared. He sat down on my king size bed. I removed his shirt. Then I stood up and took off all my clothes expect my bra. Drake took off all his clothes. I got back on his erected member and went down slowly, holding on to his shoulders. My juices come out like a waterfall. I slowly thrusted down on him. He held my body so close to his as I moaned; He fingers danced up my back and unhooked my bra. I started to go faster. He kissed and licked my boobs. Then he flipped us over. He made me do a 'V' shape with my legs. Then he pumped into me holding my feet with the heels that I left on. I grabbed my sheets and closed my eyes. "No babe, open your eyes." So I did and looked at him work. "Babe do you hate me?" I shook my head. "No I want to hear your beautiful voice."
"Ah.... No! No I love you!" I panted." He leaned down and kissed my lips whilst still in me.
"I love you too I never stopped." He breathed against my lips. Then he continued to pump in to me, I could feel him so high up in me, it felt right. Drake thrusted in and out of me, so fast.
"Ah Nicki..... Baby you so tight" I turned over so Drake was under me as I did the splits facing his legs. I popped my butt up in the air as I bounced up and down; Drake was playing with my nipples causing me to arch my back even more. Screaming his name.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Drake!!!! Mmmmm Imma.... Oh My... Drake imma gonna cum." My leg shook as I reached my climax. I climbed off of him then rested my head on my pillow, suddenly Drake laid on top of me and kissed and sucked on my neck down to my boobs licking my nipples. I pushed him off of me and grabbed on his dick. I brought my head down to the tip of his dick. I let my tongue dance on the tip before putting the whole thing in my mouth, with no problems.
"Shit, babe... Babe" Drake tapped my shoulder but I wanted to taste him again it’s be awhile. He came in my mouth and swallowed it.
"Mmm babe you taste good."
I climbed on top of him, bouncing up and down. I rode him like he only guy on earth and we was about to die. He grabbed my hips slammed me down on him. I whimpered and moaned then screamed.
"Yes Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Drizzy! Keep going Baby! Keep Going!!!"

Our sweat mixed, each slam created a sound only Drake and I could make. "Baby I am going to......."
"Wait Nic!" he told me to get up and lean over the bed. He smacked my ass, hard. Then hit it from the back. Then he tugged on my hair, before the second stroke, I was in Spanish mode. Third time hurt. But a pleasurable kind of pain. I screamed his name my neighbour definitely know his name. I was weak so he held me hips up a stroke in to me three more times. I laid down on the bed panting. Next to Drake. I kissed his chest. "Woah Nic" He pulled me closer. His right hand on my butt and his left hand playing with my clit.
"Drake please I am too soar."
"But I am hungry!" He whined.
"I have a kitchen with food in it."
"But I am crazing something sweet." he stuck his two finger in me. I gasped and jumped a little. This Nigga. He started off slow then fast I drag my nails in his chest. He pulled out then sucked on his finger. "Mmmmm" I rested my head again, next thing I knew was Drake opened my legs wide. "Cookie Time" I giggled. He left marks on my inner thigh, and then he attacked my cookie. I moaned none stop and arched my back. Then in lifted myself up by using my elbows. He was sucking on my clit. Then he inserted his tongue, I held the back of his head forcing his tongue deeper in to me.
"Yes baby!!!" I came in his face. He was amazing!!!
"Babe you taste sweeter than what I remember"
"I am glad you enjoyed It."
"I know you’re tired but I want more of you." He put his dick in me without any warning. This was exactly hurting because he was going too fast. "Owww Babe slower please." he grunted, I don't think he heard me. I was on the verge of tears; he was going too hard and too rough. "Owwwwww!!" tears escaped my eyes. "Drake!! Aubrey!! STOP PLEASE." I kicked my legs and tried to push him off me. But I was too weak. At this point I was crying for him to stop. He didn't stop until he cum in me. No condom!  Not good. I was crying so hard. I went to a corner of my bed and cried, Drake tried to comfort me but I just pushed him away. I was in so much pain.
"Baby I am sorry." I stood up and waddled slowly to my bathroom. I sat in the bath tub, in pain. Drake behind me but he wasn't in the bath with me, he kissed my shoulder. "Babe I'm so sorry."
"Please just get out please." I had tears running down my face.
"I'm sorry Nicki." He just hugged me from behind and left the bathroom. This was a hot mess! I was in the bath for an hour trying to ease the pain. When I came out, my hair was in a messy bun and I had a blue towel wrapped around me. Drake had changed my sheets. What the Heck??? I did scream telling him to stop; he can't say he did hear me. Why was he so aggressive towards me?

Two days Later...

It was now 4pm and I had to get ready for work. Even though I was in pain from the other day, but i gotta do what I gotta do. I dress up for work and I put my hair in a bun with two chopsticks in it. I made myself something to eat seen as I did eat lunch. Once I was done I set out to go to Red lobster, I have to be there for 6pm or else I am getting fired.

*At Work*

As I took orders, I couldn't stop thinking about Drake. Like I am not here for this one night stand shit. I mean he has called a couple times but I ignored him. Anyways back to work "Hello Sir welcome to Red Lobster can I take your order?" I took down his order as he spoke. Walking back to the kitchen after I was done waiting on that guy, I had to sneak a 5minute break to sit down my feet were aching and I was so sore. I had to get up because my boss was lurking around.
"Aye Sister girl what time do you get off tonight?" My Latina co worker, Bambi asked.
"Closing hour"
"Same, do you wanna come to my apartment for a couple of drinks?" I love Bambi; I swear she is like my best friend at work.
"Bambi, now you know I don't drink."
"Chica que valía la pena intentarlo!!" I laughed this girl is too much. "But really chica, you gotta let your hair down." I just rolled eyes at her. "Come on Nic"
"Fine" She jumped up and down I shook my head at her.

The next morning

Nicki woke up on the floor of Bambi's apartment. But she didn't get up until she had the sudden urge to throw up. She jumped up in the process of running to the bathroom; she stepped on Andre and slid against the hard wood floor and throw up in the toilet.
Once Nicki was done in the bathroom, she was greeted by 4 of her co workers... "What?" Nicki said fixing here skirt.
"You stepped on my back!" Andre replied.
"Oh, I did?" Nicki smirked and walked over to the couch.
"Nicki?"
"Yes Bam Bam"
"You just threw up...” Nicki looked at Bambi confused as she slipped on her black pump. "Babe you only had one shot last night"
"Yeah and I am a lightweight, what's your point."
"Babe, you can't throw up after ONE shot."
"Where is this going?" At this point Honey had told Andre and Rodney to go to the kitchen and make them breakfast.
"Baby, what Bambi is trying to say is you may be pregnant." Nicki looked at her two besties.
"You're mad!!! You're all bloody mad!!!" Nicki stood up and yelled at them.
"Nicki calm down."
"No Y'all just said I am preggers!" Nicki didn't appreciate what they were saying. "Okay I am going to go before y'all predicted my due date!"

"No but I would have just thought you was sick but you are glowing." Honey said touching Nicki face.

"She is, isn't she? Mi hijos at least take a test." Bambi said.

"Okay I will, if it will get you two nutters off my case."

"Great, I have a couple in the cabinet under the sink." Nicki gave Bambi a What the Hell look. "What I have a few scares" Nicki shook her head.

After Nicki pee'd on the stick, she started to feel a tad bit nervous, what if she was pregnant, and would she keep it? All these question running through her mine... No Answer. Honey went to check on Nicki since she had been in the bathroom for 30minutes. "Babe are you okay?" When Nicki didn't answer Honey knocked 3times before walking in seeing Nicki staring in the sink. In the sink were 5pregnancy tests all saying she was pregnant! "Oh My!"

TBC