Hotel Blues.

Okay, y’all remember that ustream where Nic called Drake & they were talking about old times and such. I kinda did this based off that. I haven’t done a Dricki one shot in a while & if you’re a Dricki fan I apologize. Here you go :p

Nicki was on the I Am Music Tour with Wayne and Young Money. The bus stopped at a hotel for 2 days since there was a 2 day break during the Tour. Nicki darted off the bus once it came to a stop and went to the lobby bathroom to pee and throw up. She came out and saw everyone there. Wayne distributed room keys to everyone. Nicki was to share a room with Shanell but she requested to have her own room. Wayne allowed it. Nicki took her key and headed upstairs to lie down. She got motion sickness if she wasn’t the one driving the vehicle. She became very woozy on the elevator and on the way to the room she got a ragging headache out of nowhere. She got to her room put the key in the lock and waited for it to turn green she sat her bags down on the floor and plopped on the bed. She got up about 6 minutes later and went to take a pill and some water. Nicki hated when she got motion sickness. Because she was never in a good mood during or after it happened. Her pill started working so she got up off her stomach. And lay on her back propped up by the pillows in her hotel room. She was flipping through channels and came across Judge Judy. She got a little excited considering that was her favorite show especially to relax.

Meanwhile, everyone else in YM was settling into their rooms. Lil Chuckee was on tour with them so they had to look out for him since he was still so young. So he was rooming with Drake. Drake started getting worried about Nicki and how she just ran off like that so he and Chuckee went down to the lobby of the hotel then out the door to find a restaurant to get some take out for Nicki – Drake’s idea of course. They found a Chili’s and went inside he ordered Nicki’s food and waited. It came out about 15mins later so Drake and Chuckee grabbed the bag and headed back to the hotel.

“You like Nicki or something?” asked Chuckee.

Drake looked down at him and paused. “No, she ain’t feeling good. Since she’s throwing up I figured she needs something on her stomach. Just looking out”

“Oh, sure” said Chuckee walking into the hotel.

            The two headed for the elevator and pressed the button for the 8^th floor where Nicki’s room was. They waited and then stepped out.

“What number is Nic’s room?” asked Drake.

“Man, I don’t know you supposed to have this shit figured out” said Chuckee.

“Watch ya mouth. I think it’s this one” said Drake pointing to the door. He was kind of excited. Nicki had the room to herself. He was ready to chill with Nicki one on one. Just as friends, nothing serious. Drake knocked on the door and Nicki got up from the bed.

“Who is it?” asked Nicki, still in a bad mood.

“Drake & uh, Chuckee, I brought you something”

“Uh, ok” said Nicki as she opened the door.

“What is it?” asked Nicki looking at Drake and not the food.

“Chili’s, I thought after you threw up you’d be –” Nicki snatched the food out of Drake’s hand, thanked him and shut her door. She sat it on the table and continued watching Judge Judy. She didn’t mean to be rude but she wasn’t in the mood for company.

            Drake and Chuckee stood outside the door for a moment after Nicki shut the door. Chuckee began giggling while watching the stunned look on Drake’s face.

“My nigga she dissed you” said Chuckee.

“Whatever” said Drake, he wasn’t really upset. He was shocked.

“Nah, you mad. You said y’all was about to chill and everything. What happened?” he started laughing again.

“Man, get yo ass in the elevator” said Drake as he shoved him and they headed downstairs to their hotel room and got ready to go to sleep.

            Nicki was still sitting in her room. She got up to go see what Drake had gotten her to eat. She looked at the food and cracked a smile.
“Looks yummy” she said to herself. She heated it up in the microwave and wanted to start eating but she realized she didn’t have a fork. She put on her slippers, grabbed her phone & key card and walked out of the room. She tried to go a little unnoticed even though not many people knew her yet she wanted to be sure since she wasn’t with security. She walked to the end of the hotel where the bar and kitchen was. She saw Drake sitting at the bar and she thought it would be really awkward. So she put her hood on and talked quietly.

“Hey, can I get a fork, please?” asked Nicki.

“Sure one second, let me just get this gentleman his drink” said the bartender.

            The man handed Drake his drink and he got up. He looked back and thought that sounded just like Nicki but he didn’t say anything. He walked to the elevator and back to his room. Nicki got her fork and did the same. While on the elevator she was dragging her finger across the 7^th floor button…she wanted to apologize to Drake for being so rude in previous events. She let her finger press it and sighed. She stepped off the elevator and head in the direction of Drake’s room. She put her hand on the door and had her fist balled up she didn’t knock yet.

            Drake and Chuckee were in the room playing Chuckee’s X-Box he took with him every long trip. Drake heard Nicki’s slippers gliding on the carpet outside the door as she tried to build up the courage to knock on the door. She was being stubborn. Drake got up and heard her outside coaching herself.

“Just knock the door you stubborn hussy!”

“Ugh, Onika come ON”

“Let’s go, goodness”

            Drake chuckled. He thought she was the cutest thing ever. Nicki finally put her fist back on the door and knocked. Drake immediately opened it with a smile.

“What a surprise” said Drake being sarcastic since he already knew Nicki was outside the door.

“Oh, shutup, move” said Nicki as she pushed Drake out the way and stepped into his room.

“What bring you hear Mrs. Minaj?” asked Drake.

“I came to apologize for slamming the door in your face earlier. I really didn’t mean to be rude. Motion sickness puts me in the worse mood ever” said Nicki.

“You good, Nic, I don’t take that shit to heart”

“Yeah that nigga do, he was down here all depressed. He even said he needed to go to the bar to get him a drink” said Chuckee pausing the game and looking in the direction of the door.

“Chuckee, shut yo ass up. Wasn’t nobody depressed. I was shocked” Drake defended himself.

“Well, yeah. I’m sorry for shutting the door in your face. Thank you for the food. I’ma go eat that now” said Nicki walking towards the door.

“Hey Nic” said Drake calling her as she walked towards the elevators.

“Yes Drizzy” said Nicki as she turned around.

“Wanna chill?” asked Drake.

“I would love to chill in a room with 2 boys and watch them play video games” said Nicki being sarcastic.

“Right...” said Drake.

“Maybe some other time Drizzy, don’t push your luck” said Nicki as she winked and stepped on the elevator.

“Damn…” said Drake walking back into his room.


This was really short, I know. I don't think you'll mind. It's not that good. It'll hold you over until I get enough comments to continue Way More Than A Hype Man though. Comment if you'd like...