Forced to be with him...2
Sorry its short and took awhile to get out. Last question will explain. It all now skip thisI click my fingers and find myself standing beside Drake. He is cooking Pasta and is home alone...as always. "A little early for dinner, don't you think" I ask starring at the pasta, which looks very nice. "What the f--- are you doing here. I don't need a f----- angel to "help" me" He swears at me, while stirring the pasta sauce. "I don't like it but I am stuck with you. Anyway check on the pasta, ill stir the sauce" I snap at him, I grab the spoon off him an start stirring and crushing. "Hey get out" He yells and takes the spoon off me. I snap my fingers again and dissaper into my bed room. 'Hey Vincent its Rosella. What's up' I texted to him. I need to know more about Drake, even if it means using
I click my fingers and find myself standing beside Drake. He is cooking Pasta and is home alone...as always. "A little early for dinner, don't you think" I ask starring at the pasta, which looks very nice. "What the f--- are you doing here. I don't need a f----- angel to "help" me" He swears at me, while stirring the pasta sauce. "I don't like it but I am stuck with you. Anyway check on the pasta, ill stir the sauce" I snap at him, I grab the spoon off him an start stirring and crushing. "Hey get out" He yells and takes the spoon off me. I snap my fingers again and dissaper into my bed room. 'Hey Vincent its Rosella. What's up' I texted to him. I need to know more about Drake, even if it means using Vincent. Look I never said I was perfect!
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