A Happy Home To Homicide *Kendrick Lamar Fan-Fic*

Chapter 5

Once Drake came outta the booth, I was stunned. I had heard a bunch of his songs but seeing him in the studio in his zone was amazing.

"What'd you think?" He flashes me that stunning smile, and I almost die.

I tried to keep my composure, but you don't know how bad I wanted to fall at his feet and just hump him to death!

"It was... aight," I answered trying to not sound so in awe.

He nodded and laughed, then I asked, "What's the name of the song?"

Drake looked at Kendrick then at me and said, "I can't believe K. Dot didn't tell you... But the name we're pondering is Poetic Justice. We still have to find something that works for the chorus though." He shrugged and looked at Kendrick playing with the sound thingy-majiggy.

I had no idea what it was. This was my first time in any studio, and plus Kendrick never talks about work so I just don't ask.

I nodded at him.

K and Drake were joking around and stuff, then Drake came and sat next to me on the black leather couch. I could feel myself turn Taylor Swift lipstick red.

He put his arm behind my head and relaxed. Kendrick stared at Drake and I and gave me the death glare. I stiffened up and scooted a little away from Drake.

I knew how jealous Kendrick got, and I didn't want to have to endure any punishment when I got home.

He gently nodded his head at me once he saw I got the picture.

Drake looked hella confused, but he didn't say anything.

Another half an hour passed before we decided to leave. I grabbed my pocketbook and scurried behind Kendrick.

Drake followed behind us, and as he held the door for me, he slipped a piece of paper in my pocket. I pretended not to notice.

Once we had got outside and were parting ways, K and Drake dapped each other and Kendrick started toward the car without me.

Drake waited for a few seconds with his hands in his pocket looking down at the concrete.

I came toward him with my arms opened wide for a friendly hug. He allowed me to hug him.

His hands were so warm as they held my cold, bare arms. He released me but held onto my hand and kissed it gently yet again. I grinned and started toward the car.

I saw Kendrick's face in the rearview mirror as I approached the car...

Oh shit! He saw us.....