Drake Hotline Bling Lyrics Novels & Stories

My playlist looped through heartbreak anthems and empowering bangers, Gen Z chaos and soulful ballads colliding in my ears. I lost track of time. Until my phone buzzed. Unknown: You still awake? My heart jumped before I could stop it. I stared at the screen, pulse thudding. Drake. Even without his name, my body recognized his presence. Like a scar that never stopped aching. I didn’t reply. Not because I didn’t want to. But because I wanted to too much. Instead, I flipped my phone face-down and kept drawing. The designs became more daring. Bolder. Sharp angles. Twisted gold. Chains that looked like they could cut skin. Stones set deliberately off-center, refusing symmetry.

Drake's growling subsides. Replaced by a dull ache. What have I done? #################

Drake’s voice was laced with anger. “It’s not that easy, Drake. I thought I had started to forget him too… but damn, it still hurts. It hurts to think he’s marrying someone else.” She gave a bitter smile and quickly wiped her tears away. Then she asked, “Do you have a cigarette? Can I have one?” Drake clenched his jaw as he saw Rihanna’s current state. He held back his frustration. Instead of handing her a cigarette, he grabbed the bottle of Snake Venom and took a long drink from it. If drinking everything she ordered would stop her from getting more drunk, he’d do it.

:o* Drake - *Lol I said nothing of the sort* Lilli - *So why are you still up? Not waiting for my text surely* Drake - *That's a pretty loaded question any answer is wrong. * Lilli - *I promise not to overreact ;)* Drake - *I work night’s hon, so I'm always up until dawn* Lilli - *Harsh, and here I was thinking ‘I’ might be your reason to stay up*

Chapter 12 “I can’t get over you, you left your mark on me,” - Hold On, We’re Going Home by Drake ft. Majid Jordan I was walking down a dark alley way, it was so dark that you couldn't see anything at all. You just had to follow your senses which would all perk up in these type of circumstances. The alley just seemed to go straight as I trailed my fingers along the brick wall.

As the song ended, Drake leaned in, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, “I’ve never stopped loving you, Calla. And I’m not going to give up on us.” Calla’s heart fluttered in her chest. She didn’t know what the future held, but for the first time in ages, she allowed herself to hope. With a deep breath, she pulled back slightly, meeting his eyes. Her voice was soft but steady. “I don’t know if I can trust you again, Drake, but tonight… tonight, I’m willing to try.” He smiled, warmth radiating from him. “That’s all I need, Calla. Just a chance.”

He spoke with concern. “I don’t want to! get me another drink.” He frowned a little, but he was helpless, so he started making her another drink. “Hah! Nobody loves me!! I am pathetic!” Peace twirled around in the bar chair and sung in a melody less voice. “No! Wait! I have somebody who loves me!” Peace suddenly realized something and slammed her hands on the counter. “You know?” She turned the chair back to the bartender and spoke to him. “What?”

Drake, you need to wake up from your slumber, Not everyone would dance to your tune. “So whatever you want, I don't care, All I require is for the dinner to go well, You would be working late because of this, I won't be here to wait for you, Drive home safely, you can give me a call if you need any help, I'll send one” I assured.

Drake laughs shaking his head “No you're projecting your thoughts” “I am?” I was so bloody confused “No we ain’t” layla snaps out loud. I pull away from him “Think of something” I tell her, she rolls her eyes at me “We are thinking dufus” “I swear When this baby comes out I’m kicking you in the fanny! So fucking sick of your snarky assed attitude” I look to drake blocking out the string of profanities that layla throws my way

Drake held her up, his lips on her throat, his hands splayed on her ribcage, and his brother slowly mouthed kisses on her pussy. “Yes?” Dux muttered from the floor. “Say yes, babe, so I can get you to come on my tongue.” “Yes,” she whimpered, seconds away from orgasm at just his words. “Please.” Just then, the twins’ cell phones rang, both of them at the same time. Drake cursed, deposited Briley in her chair in front of his brother. “Don’t you move, darlin’,” he ordered as he stalkd across the kitchen to his phone. “Open those gorgeous legs and wait for me. I’ll be right back.”