I'm not gonna write this one in anyone's POV, I want to capture it better. This has nothing to do with unlabeled btw, just a cute little oneshot. Uhm... s/o to all of you who actually comment and s/o to TG for the idea of this oneshot ;p hehehehehe. Without anymore of a hold up, here you go! Enjoy xo
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"How long do we have until I need to leave, Faree?" Nicki said right before she sniffed. She stared at SB as he walked over to his phone and checked the time.
"3 hours." He sat the phone down and pulled up his pants before he walked over towards Nicki. "Yo, chill." Before he could even finish she held up her hand and shook her head.
"Call Terrence and Joyce. Tell them I'm ready now." He did what she asked knowing that if he was to even make a statement she would snap. Her nerves were everywhere right now so he decided to just play his position.
Nicki sighed and looked into the mirror before she looked down at her phone. She was so nervous about tonight and didn't even understand why. She didn't have to perform again or anything like last time so she she thought she would have been at least more calm. She closed her eyes and silently thanked God she had SB with her this time around.
A week before last year's Grammy's.
"Can you just shut the hell up right now, Safaree? Seriously." Safaree stopped laughing long enough to hear what Nicki was saying. His smile dropped when he felt the seriousness in her tone.
"I'm just tryna help everybody release some of the stress."
"Trust me, we're in no mood to hear any of your stupid ass rants right now, we've got real shit to take care of. Go play with your toys or something."
Everyone in the room shifted feeling uncomfortable and knowing where this was headed. Candi and Lauren took it upon themselves to go ahead and exit the room. Terrence quietly placed the wig down and stared at Laurie Ann.
"Girl, don't you see us all leaving? Let's go."
"Oh!" Laurie Ann hopped up from her seat and rushed out of the room behind Terrence. Nicki rolled her eyes as the door closed and slammed her laptop shut. She tossed it beside her on the couch and got up walking over to the mirror.
"Great. Now I can't get things done."
"Damn. Everything's my fault."
"Yeah, everything is your fault, Safaree." Nicki said while looking into the mirror at him, fixing her lipstick. "If you wasn't always sitting around making noise, being useless and making me more stressed, everything would be fine." Nicki put the lid on the lipstick and sat it down on the dresser. She rubbed her lips together and puckered them and turned around.
"Can we just not argue, please?" Nicki walked over to SB who was sitting on a lounge couch in the corner and examined the look on his face. "I'm sorry." She stepped back some keeping her distance knowing by the look on his face he wasn't happy with her. She slowly walked towards him and tried to slide into the space between his legs before she felt his hand push her back.
"Faree."
"Nah, don't try to play all nice now when you just sat here and told me I ain't shit."
Nicki's eyebrows furrowed and she reached out to try and grab SB's arm. She was taken back when he yanked away yet again. "Safaree, I didn't even say that."
"Nic, you been have these mood swings for these past couple weeks." He stood up and looked down at her before he walked around, pulling up his pants. " One minute you cool and the next minute you snapping on me. It ain't always about ya feelings sometimes but fuck it." He moved things around on the dresser and grabbed his phone. He put it in his pocket and felt Nicki's hand on his elbow.
"Can we not do this right now? I didn't mean to snap on you." She looked around SB's shoulder trying to get a view of his face. "Safaree, seriously. You know how I get when a huge award show is coming up. Especially this one. It's the GRAMMY'S. I'm performing a new song and I don't know if the barbz are gonna like it, I don't if everything's going to go right, I don't know if the-"
"Yeah I know...you got a lot going on. I'm just in the way right now."
Nicki gave up trying to get things to not head in the direction it was. She felt so bad for saying SB was "useless" because that's not what she meant, she was just caught up in the moment. He gently shook her hand off his elbow and walked over to the couch, picking up the Louis V backpack he arrived to the dance studio with and slung it on his back.
"You don't have to be like this right now, seriously. I said I was sorry."
"You're always sorry. But it's cool. You're stressed right now dealing with the Grammy's so Imma let you handle that." He turned around facing Nicki and put on his sunglasses.
"Where are you going? You're really going to leave over this? Wow, Safaree." Nicki slowly nodded her head. "Wow."
"I'll be back when my presence isn't useless." He bent down and kissed her forehead before he walked past her and out of the room. Nicki sighed and fell back on the couch. She looked at her phone and looked at the date.
"Oh, great." she rolled over on her stomach and looked off to the side. "He won't be back for a week." she mumbled. She laid there for a moment before she heard her phone beep. She grabbed her phone quickly and stared at the screen for a moment. She opened her messages and read Safaree tweet that just alerted her.
RT @SCAFFBEEZY: RT @MinajMyBrainz: Whatchu wearin' to tha Grammy's SB @SCAFFBEEZY?! (: <an invisible suit....
"Nic!"
"Huh?"
"What wig, chile?"
"Uhmmm.." Nicki looked around at Terrence, Joyce, and SB staring at her. She wondered how long exactly did she zone out. "I was thinking the black one. You know the one that looks like the blonde one I wore to the AMA's with the teased crimps? Let's try that."
Nicki looked back down at her phone lurking over her timeline. The barbz were talking about random things. Some were talking about how excited they were to see what Nicki was going to wear, some were watching The Re-Up DVD, and some were just talking about random things. She put her phone down when she felt Terrence remove the blonde curly wig from her head and replaced it with the one for tonight. He moved some pieces around and teased it again to make it look fuller.
"Your fans are going to spazz over this one."
"Yeah, I know. My barbz LOVE me in black hair." Nicki said while messing with her eyelash.
"Alright. All done."
Nicki looked at herself in the mirror and scrunched up her hair really quick with a smile that appeared and puckered her lips. "This wig is fierce hunny!" she said right before she burst into laughter.
"Aye, a smile." Safaree said looking at her through the mirror. She looked back at him and gave a slight smile knowing what he was referring to. She mouthed the words 'thank you' before she looked away and picked up her phone.
"Alright, Joyce can you just do a quick touch up? Then I can get ready."
Joyce got up from the couch and walked over to Nicki. She unzipped her makeup pack and started touching up Nicki's make-up. Safaree hopped up from the couch and walked back to Nicki's room. He walked in Nicki's room and saw that her dress was already stretched out on her bed so he took this time to get ready.
"Nervous?" Joyce asked.
"Can you tell?" Nicki said sarcastically. Joyce giggled.
"You need to relax. You'll get that award, Nicki."
Nicki sighed deeply. "I hope so. I really want this. Not for me but for my barbz, we really deserve this." she sighed again and looked down at her phone.
"Nicki, you got this." Terrence spoke up from behind. "And if not me and Safaree's ignorant ass will pull a Kanye, cause not gon' let them rob you again!" Nicki giggled and smiled.
"Thank you, you guys."
"Alright, all done sexy lady. Go get dressed so you can shake your tits!"
"On that note, Joyce let's go." Terrence reached for Joyce's arm before she could finish putting the powder brush in her make-up bag causing her to drop it. "Girl, you got more let's go. Nicki get ready! Let's be on TIME today."
"Oh, shush Terrence." Nicki hopped up out of the chair and placed her phone down on the dresser. She placed an arm around her chest keeping her towel wrapped around her.
"Safaree?!" Nicki yelled. She walked over to the coffee table and grabbed a hand full of almonds. "Faree!" she yelled again right before she shoved the almonds in her mouth. "My gawd, I'm starving." she looked around the dressing room and sighed at the though of having to clean this mess up. She smiled with an evil grin plotting in her mind how she would get SB to do it. She rolled her eyes and finished chewing the almonds. Nicki was ready to yell SB's name again as she turned around but stopped when she saw him in front of her.
"You look nice."
"Oh, just nice?"
"You know..." Nicki said walking towards him and stopping right in front of him. She ran her hand over his cheek and stared at him. "You're so sexy when you when you dress simple but cute."
SB wore a long sleeve dark grey shirt, with a matching hat, his shamballa necklace, dark faded jeans, and black and dark grey tennis shoes to match...with his obvious ignorant yet subtle jewelry.
"I try." He said with a smirk. Nicki rolled her eyes and moved her hand from his cheek and rubbed her thumb over his bottom lip. "Is this how you dealing with your nerves? Feeling on me?" Nicki dropped her hand from his lips and gave him a blank stare.
"They went away but thanks for bringing them back you jerk. Help me get ready." Nicki tightened her towel around her and walked to her bedroom with Safaree following close behind. "Safaree, why is every light in the house on?" Nicki asked while walking down the hall turning off lights as she passed.
"That was all Terrence. You know he likes messing with you."
"Yeah, well I know he's going to be paying my light bill if he keeps it up."
They turned into the room and Nicki looked over the dress biting her bottom lip.
"Don't tell me you rethinking the dress." SB spoke up while looking at Nicki who was still staring at the gown.
"I don't know." She shook her head while keeping her eyes focused on the gown. "I don't know if it will look right."
"Nic. You've tried this dress on a billion times. You just nervous."
"Thanks to you, jackass." Nicki looked over at him giving him an evil glare while he smirked.
"Look." SB hopped up from Nicki's bed and stepped down towards the end, standing beside. "Put the dress on, so we can go, you can win your award, and we can celebrate. We don't have time for all this frazzled and bedazzled and franticnessnism."
He grabbed her free hand that was dangling by her waist and held it.
"Do you seriously think I'm gonna win that award, Safaree?" she stared up at him.
"Would I lie to you?"
"It's not the same. You're my best friend, my everything, you're suppose to say this stuff." Nicki looked down and released a long whine. "I want this to be over."
"Uhn uhn, don't start. Get ready."
"But-"
"Nope."
"Uuggggghhhhhhhh. You're mean to me." she poked out her bottom lip while staring at SB who wasn't falling for it.
"Then we're even, now get dressed." She playfully pushed him and turned around staring down at the dress again. SB walked into her bathroom to release himself.
"Yo, Nic. Hurry up! Let's be on time today!" SB yelled from the bathroom. Nicki rolled her eyes at the fact that SB and Terrence keep reprimanding her about her being on time. She dropped her towel and picked up the gown. She walked over to her dresser and placed a hand on it while she raised a leg stepping into her gown. Once she caught her balance she placed her other leg in the gown and slid it up her body. She fixed it up on her body properly and stared at herself in the mirror.
She was having seconds thoughts about the dress but new it was her nerves. She LOVED this dress. It was a nice and elegant ball gown. The color was satin pink and looked amazing in the light. It starts off very formfitting at the top, hugging her every curve and had the most amazing and gorgeous poofy layers towards the bottom with them all outlined in Swarovski crystals. She shook her head trying to shake her nerves and turned when Safaree came walking out of the bathroom.
"Can you zip me up?"
"You look beautiful." he said as he walked towards her.
"Thank you, baby." Nicki said. SB smirked hearing her talking in her nervous voice. He shook his head and placed his hands on her hips turning her around. He grabbed the zipper and pulled it up. He walked around Nicki and grabbed the necklace that was lying on her dresser. Nicki moved her hair out of the way and allowed him to place the necklace around her neck.
"Can you hand me my rings?"
"You wearin' 'em tonight?"
Nicki smiled at his facial expression. "For good luck." she winked. He grabbed her rings out of her most prized jewelry box and put the lid back on. He grabbed her hand and slid the rings on her fingers. "Deja Vu." Nicki smiled while reminiscing on when SB had proposed to her way before she became 'Nicki Minaj.' She looked over herself in the mirror making sure everything was in place.
"Safaree, I don't know." she said in her whiny voice.
"Aight, let's go. The longer you stay in this mirror the more problems you're gonna find." He grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall.
"Safaree, be gentle with me."
"For what? You like it rough." Nicki rolled her eyes at Safaree before letting her laugh be heard. "There's that laugh." he said right as he pulled her into the living room. "Put on your shoes then we can go. Imma go tell Joyce and Terrence to head down to the car."
"Okay." she said just as SB walked out of the room. She slid her foot into her heels and walked over to grab her phone. She smiled seeing a message from her mom and opened the text.
Good luck, baby. I'll be watching the show tonight. I love you.
She made a mental note to reply to her mother in the car on the way so her nerves would be elsewhere. She looked around making sure she had everything she needed and turned off all the lights in her house. She locked all of her doors. She stepped out of the house and looked up at Terrence and Joyce getting into the car. Safaree climbed in and extended his hand waiting for Nicki to approach. She grabbed his hand while her other hand grabbed at her gown. She slid into the car before the driver shut the car door.
The ride there was fun for everyone...except Nicki. Terrence, SB, and Joyce were doing their normal. Cracking jokes and little things like that. Nicki sat looking out the window with her mind running a thousand miles. She second guessed coming to the Grammy's. She didn't want to get her hopes up again, and she definitely didn't want to have her barbz sit through that long boring show only for them to turn it off disappointed. She sighed and took this moment to say a silent prayer in her head. Before she knew it, they arrived at the Grammy's. What made things even worse was when a program director came up to her and told her her category was announced first.
They made their way to Nicki's dressing room first so Terrence and Joyce could get situated back there. They did another touch up on Nicki's hair and make-up before the show started. SB noticed her body language and pulled her to the side.
"Nicki." He grabbed both of her hands and squeezed them. She stared at him while biting on her lip. "You got this. Even if you don't you still good. Everything will work out tonight, just relax. We got you. Your fans got you. Everything's good."
Nicki nodded still not saying anything. They both looked towards the door when they heard a knock.
"Show starts in 5, Ms. Minaj. Take your seats." production said from outside the door. SB gave her a look and looked over at Terrence and Joyce.
"We out." He let go of her hands and she grabbed onto his wrist as he lead them out of the dressing room and out towards her seats. Nicki took her place next to Taylor Swift and SB took his place next to Nicki. She hugged and chatted with some celebs that she was associates with while waiting for the show to start. The lights went dim and Nicki adjusted in her seat.
Nicki sat through the opening performance vibing to the music. It was nice, feel good, enjoy the moment type song that seemed to immediately take away all of her fears. She secretly hoped the announcer would say the name of this group and song before it was over so she could make a reminder to get this song on her iPod.
The song ended and the announcers came out. She shook her hands and rested on hand on SB's wrist that was resting in his lap.
"This category is for best Hip Hop/Rap album. Let's take a look at the nominees."
The nominees video played and Nicki just kept repeating her prayer from earlier in the car in her mind. The video ended and her eyes bucked before returning to normal. Her eyes remained on the screen as the announcers spoke.
"And the winner is..." her grip on SB's wrist tightened and he wished she would ease up because it was really hurting. "Proving she can beat out the boys.... NICKI MINAJ!"
Everyone around them stood up clapping and it took a while for even SB to realize who they just said the winner was. He slowly stood up and Nicki felt a chill run through her body. She stood up after him and her jaw dropped.
"Did they say my name?"
Everyone in the audience laughed because her reaction was being caught on the big screen that was in the stadium. SB nodded his head clapping and smiling and Nicki grabbed both of his hands before accepting his hug. He released her and she reached up and grabbed SB's chin with the biggest grin on her face. She pulled his face to hers and pecked his lips. SB's mind ran wild realizing they were in public and this was happening but he said forget it and pecked her lips back. Nicki didn't even know how to react, her first instinct was to just give him a kiss. She knew what she just did and she didn't care. She was so happy in this moment, she didn't want to hide it. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind her as she practically ran up on stage. She grabbed her award and handed it over to SB and stepped up to the microphone.
"I...." she took a moment. "I don't even know where to begin. I don't wanna cry." her voice began to break. "I just..." she sighed. "I wanna thank God, My mom, my family, I love you. I wanna thank Lil Wayne for believing in me for as long as he did. My TEAM. I couldn't have done this without you." her eyes began to sting. "Joyce, Terrence, I love you guys. SB. My bestfriend, my everything, I love you, thank you for being with me throughout this. BARBZ. I love you, barbz. This one's for y'all. Thank you, Grammy's!"
Nicki did a long muuuuuaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!! right before she turned to walk off the stage. She grabbed SB's hand as he lead them back stage and she didn't even make it to her dressing room before she broke out in tears. SB put his hand on her lower back trying to lead her to the dressing room while still balancing her award. The door opened to Terrence and Joyce going wild with joy.
"Shake your tits!"
SB looked up at Joyce shaking her boobs and Terrence beside her doing the robot.
"You did it, Ms. Nicki!"
Nicki couldn't help her emotions and just cried in SB's chest.
"Nicki." she wrapped her arms around his body and tightened her grip on him and he handed her award over to Terrence. "Yo, Nicki." he rubbed her back as she continued to cry. "Nicki."
"I don't even know." Nicki said while removing her face from SB's chest. She blinked trying to stop the tears that were already flowing. "Thank you guys. Seriously. I didn't even wanna be here tonight and if it wasn't for you guys I would've sat back here in this dressing room the whole night"
She used her free hand that Safaree didn't have a hold of and wiped at her what she knew for a fact was messed up make-up. She threw her head back looking up at the ceiling trying to hold in her tears. "Thank you, God." she whispered.
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Everyone sat around in Nicki's living room celebrating the win of her Grammy. There was GT Vodka everywhere, nothing but bottles. All her friends were there. Candi, Lauren, T, Joyce, TT, Iesha, Tweety, Viola, Sharika, the Vaks, everybody. Everyone was turnt up and celebrating Nicki's win.
"Safareeeeeeeeeeee!" Nicki slurred his name and he knew she was drunk. He turned around and looked at her.
"Yo, you good?" She nodded her head and reached out for his hand. "Come here!" she said joyfully. He laughed at how liquor was NOT for her. He pulled up his sweatpants before he grabbed her hand and sat his cup down on the coffee table. He followed Nicki down the hall and to her bedroom.
"Wassup?" he said looking at her as she released his hand and walked into her bathroom.
"I wanted to tell you something, Faree." she said in a cute little drunk baby voice.
"Aight. Tell me." he sat down on the edge of her bed. She came back out of the bathroom in sweats, a t-shirt, and the long straight blonde wig. She stumbled over to SB and rested her hands on his knees.
"Well get up, silly."
He laughed now but knew he would be feeling the wrath of Nicki being this drunk in the morning. She grabbed his hands and pulled him, standing him up. She wrapped her hands around his body and rested her chin on his chest looking up at him.
"Thank you....for everything. I don't think I could've made it this far without you."
"This is all you." he said as he wrapped his arms around Nicki's body. "I'm just along for the ride." She leaned back a little and smacked his chest playfully and giggled like it was the funniest thing ever.
"No, thank you babe. You're appreciated. Thank you for today." she rested her head on his chest and stood there for a moment before SB spoke up.
"Do you even remember tonight?"
"I'll never forget it."
"Do you remember what happened though...?"
"I'll never forget that either." she giggled and smiled before sighing while still staring off.
"You don't regret it?" He questioned. Nicki raised her head off his chest and looked up into his eyes.
"Never." Safaree bent his head down and Nicki puckered her lips and stood on her tippy toes to kiss him on the lips. "I love you, babe." she said right before she rested her head back on his chest.
"I love you, too. Congratulations tonight." He kissed her on the forehead. He leaned out of her grasp and Nicki scrunched her face up at him. "Come on. Let's go before nosy ass Candi comes back here."
