Shanz pov
"Chris, this isn't the way to my house," I pouted as he went through a community filled with big houses and a few mansions.
"Yeah, I know. You know I don't know where you live, so I just figured I take you home," he shrugged as he pulled into a really large driveway and then into a garage. The suicide doors lifted up and I quickly stepped out, amazed.
The garage had several other cars there and I'm talking not just cars, but expensive cars. I spotted another lamborghini, except this one was black and had white words on the front hood. I walked, well slightly ran, over to where tue car was and was about to touch it, but I wasn't sure how Chris would feel about me touching all onhis cars.
"Yo Chris, what's this?" I asked.
"Some 2pac lyrics, don't you recognize?" He asked, as I skimmed over the lyrics.
"Well not really. I never really listened to him," I admitted as a shocked look spread across his face.
"We gon have to change that!" He said, spinning me around and hugging me from behind, as he buried his face in my neck.
"You smell so good," he said, lifting his head away from my neck slightly enough for hi, to look into my eyes, and smiled.
"Thanks?" I said, confused, more of a question, amd he laughed.
"You look so cute when you're confused," he said, as he let go of me amd walked over to a shelf on the wall.
I looked around the walls and spotted graffiti all over the walls, wait no, not just graffitti, art. It was beautiful art.
"You did this?" I asked, as I ran up and touched the wall.
"Yeah," he said, as he turned back and looked at me. I saw him put a pair of keys in a cabinet, and then walk over to me.
"You're really talented, " I said, as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I guess," he said, as I gazed into his eyes like a lost deer.
"Shanz why you staring at a nigga so hard?" He asked, and I smiled.
I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden Chris' s lips were on mines, and my arms were wrapped around his neck. He pulled back and lifted me up, pushing me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pulled me into another kiss and we started grinding against the wall, all lips still together.
I pulled back and he pulled his shirt off. Then he put his tongue back in my mouth and oh no. I pushed him back and he released me, as I ran towards the nearest trash can.He turned around just in time to see me throw up in the trash can. How great... I guess I made a new type of graffitti.
I slid down against the wall besides the trash can as Chris walked over to me slowly. How the hell am I going to explain this? Hes obviously going to know after this. Hes not gonna want me anymore. How did i throw up while we were KISSING?! Of course my emotional ass had to start crying.
"Shanz..." he said, hovering over me.
"I would wipe your tears away, but whatever you got I'm not tryna catch it," he said, and a smile almost spread across my face.
Chris pov
"Th-" she started to say as I put my hand over her mouth and cut her off.
"Nope, don't open your mouth with yo stank ass breath. I'd like to be able to live," I said, and I though she almost giggled.
"Come on Shanz, get up," I said, as I decided to wipe the tear off her face anyways. I was just kidding with her. I grabbed her sleeve, and she wouldn't budge at all.
"Oh you think daddy playing with you? I said GET UP!" I said, as I picked her up and through her over my shoulder.
"Chris put me down!" She yelled, as she hit on my back, but it didn't hurt so.
"Ow girl stop! And what did daddy say?! Didn't he said keep yo mouth closed?" I said, smiling, as she groaned.
I took her into the bathroom and sat her down on the sink. I searched throught the cabinet above her head, looking for the strongest mouthwash I had. Ahhh here we go.
"Use this," I said as I poured some in the top, almost overflowing.
She scrunched her face up at me and I smiled as she rose the liquid to her lips.
"Throw that shit back," I said, as she look hesitant.
She threw it all in her mouth at once and held it for about two seconds before spitting it all out on the floor.
"WHAT THE HELL?! IS THERE ALCOHOL IN THERE?!" she screamed as she tried to get the taste out of her mouth, as I laughed.
"Yeah like 68 percent" I said, as I read the back of the container.
"That should be illegal," she said.
"It probably is...and you're cleaning that up," I said, pointing at her spit all over the floor.
"Yeah, right," she said as she hopped off the sink and walked into my kitchen.
"Chris what time is it?"
"Like 7 now,"
"4 HOURS?! How the heck did it take 4 hours to get here? We left subway at 3."
"You know how the traffic in LA be and I had to get all the way home to my castle so," I said, thinking 4 hours is a good time.
"Yeah whatever, I need to get home," she yawned, as she sat down on my white leather couch.
"Okay where you live, and it better not take 6 hours to get there," I huffed.
"Shanz?" I said, as I walked over to the couch and saw her knocked out.
"SHANZ!" I yelled, as I shook her. Her ass sure wasn't sleeping here. She need to get her ass out of my house, like now. Well its only 7, I guess I can wait till she get up and she need to clean her spit up anyways. I turn on the tv and sit on the couch on the other side of the room, as one of my dogs came and joined me, shit we ain't getting sick today.
***
"Mmmmm," I heard someone mumble as I stirred some soup chicken noodle soup on the stove. This redboned chick, named Keisha, was over here the other day and she made me this soup. Baby girl can throw down in the kitchen, but I don't plan on seeing her anymore. Too bad she know where I live now, imma have to fix that later though.
"Awww, this dog is so cute," I heard Shanz say, as I turned around and he was licking her face. I went back to stirring, glad that they were getting along. Most of my chicks hate dogs and freak out when they wake up with slobber all over there face, but my dogs usually aren't friendly to them so that never happens.
"OH MY GOSH CHRIS!!!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU TAKE ME HOME!?!!?!" I heard Shanz scream as I turned around, and she was behind me.
"Ahhhhh! Back up! I ain't tryna get sick!" I said, as I pretended this wooden spoon was a sword, and I waved it around in her face.
She backed up a couple feet and said "Why you ain't wake me up?" She yawned.
"I tried but you wouldn't wake up and I wasn't finna try anymore and catch whatever you got," I said, as I went back to stirring.
"Oooh is that soup? Chris I ain't know you could cook, give me some," she pleaded.
"Hell nahhh, you ain't getting none. And who said I could cook? I ain't make this," I said, as I stirred some more.
"Chris please? I'll give you head," she said, as she licked her lips.
"Girl what is wrong with you?! Nasty ass, it's still a no," I said, I don't need her, I got other chicks to call.
"Please Chris, I'm starving," she said, as she sat on my granite counter and put her feet in one of my red and silver stools.
"Okay fine! But you gotta clean my bathroom first and stop contaminating my stuff!" I said, as I pushed her off the counter.
"Owww!" She said, as she sat down.
"You know what! Have the damn soup! I don't even want it anymore you probably contaminated it!" I said as I poured her some and handed her some.
"Thanks Chris!" She said, as she crushed the soup in about 2.5 seconds.
"Now let's get yo contaminated ass home, before you eat all my damn food," I said, pulling on her sleeve.
"Chris..." she said, and I turned around as I saw she wasn't moving.
"What?" I said, as I sat down in the stool beside her.
"Uhm, I have to tell you something,"
"Well nahhh, you had to tell my dog something... The way his tongue was all up in your mouth, amd if you get mt dog sick, girl I swear," I said, as I bust out laughing, while Shanz just gave me the side eye.
"Seriously nigga? This is serious," she said.
"Okay, okay. What is it?" I said,
"I'm actually not sick, first of all..." she said, hesitantly.
"Then what the hell are you?" I asked, confusing ass hoes.
"I'm...well, pregnant."
Shanz pov
I watched him as he blinked twice. Damn. I knew this was going to happen and he wouldn't want it or wouldn't want to talk. All these years I've been planning and preparing to be pregnant, but I never actually thought about it this much.
"Chris, I know this is a lot to handle right now and it's a lot for me too, but you can't just sit there. I know we barely know each other and you're probably so far in your career and you aren't ready for a baby now. I don't know what to do, but I'm keeping this baby. You might not want it but I will not abor-"
"Wait what?! Stop right there Shanz. I would never, and I mean ever want you to do that. I'm gonna take care of you and this baby. Imma hold it down for my fam like a real one supposed to, and don't forget it. Actually, Shanz stop stressing we can talk about this in the morning okay?"
"Aite," I said, smiling, almost dozing off. He picked me up bridal style and carried me to his master bed room and laid me down on his California King Bed.
"Only the best for my baby," he said, as he kissed my head, and I dozed off.