Chapter 1: The Beginning

There she goes, seducing me. Its almost like she does this shit on purpose. Safaree, she said it many of times in the past she didn't want you and she made herself pretty clear. Get over yourself, man.

Safaree was still staring at Nicki from a distance, watching her dance and have fun all by her self on the dance floor. She looked so beautiful to him. The way the club's disco lights shined on her honey brown skin, the way her skin toned dress fit on her curves, and the girly pink wig she had on tonight just made Sb want Nicki even more. I need her. Tonight is the night I tell her how I feel.  Safaree's thoughts were interrupted by Lil' Wayne nudging him on the shoulder. "Go and get your girl, man." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Look, I've been watching you, watch her all night. You never know this could be your chance, so go get your girl. Never mind." Wayne pointed at Nicki slow dancing with Drake on her hip. That mad Safaree's blood boil and Wayne could tell, so he backed away saying, "Do whatchu' gotta do."
(Nicki & Drake)

Drake was having the time of his life with the girl of his dreams. Drake loved Nicki as much as Safaree did, but he had a funny way of showing it. "Miss Minaj, might I say you are looking rather sexy tonight." Nicki could tell he was flirting with her and she enjoyed it. "Oh, Drizzy. You don't look too bad yourself." Nicki replied in her British accent. Nicki and Drake flirted all the time, but Nicki just thought of it as playing around with her "little brother" and didn't know that Drake was madly in love with her. Drake tried to sneak a kiss on Nicki's cheek and that's when Safaree caught Nicki's attention. "Faree'!" Nicki said forgetting about Drake and running towards Sb. "Hey dwarf." "I thought you were headed back out to New York?" "Nope, I wanted to spend some extra time with my best friend." Nicki looked up at Safaree with her grey colored contacts and smiled, exposing her deep dish dimples. When Safaree saw that, he felt like his heart had just melted. Both of them had forgotten Drake was even there. Drake cleared his throat. "Nic, are we gonna continue to dance or just give Safaree some attention?" Nicki rolled her eyes. "Drake, I'm kinda tired anyways, so I'm gonna go head home." "But. . ." "You heard the woman, shes tired." Safaree said stepping in. He hated Drake with all the fiber in his being and he would be damned if Drake wins Nicki's heart over. "Carry to the car, Faree" Nicki said pouting. "Sure kid." "Ugh, don't call me that!" "I do as I please woman! Chu-"
(Nicki & Sb's Apartment)

Nicki had changed out of her dress and into one of Safaree's old high school shirts as her pj's tonight. She climbed into bed and turned on the TV, to watch cold case files re-runs. Meanwhile in the other room, Sb kept pacing the room back in forth. FUCK! Stop being a pussy and just tell the girl! "FUCK!" He punched his mattress, which made Nicki call out his name. (#pauz lol) Safaree knocked on Nicki's door. "Its open." Sb sat at the edge of her bed, looking up at Nicki, waiting for his scowl. "What hell is going on over there?" "Nothing really." "Safaree Lloyd Samuels." He knew whenever Nicki used his whole name, she was serious. "Okay, I have a question to ask you, Nic and I'm sure how you're gonna take it." When he got no reply he saw Nicki sound asleep, clutching the corner of her cover. Next time, I'll tell you. Safaree smiled and kissed Nicki's forehead and exited her room to catch up on sleep himself, however his brain wouldn't let him.