《ONLYFANS |Chris Brown|》050
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•Paris' Point Of View•
"I'm not sleepy right now. Imma just watch tv downstairs"
"You can watch tv right here" Quincy told me
"Nah it's okay, I don't want the tv to keep you up. I'll come up when I'm done" I kissed his lips before going downstairs.
I had started watching Station 19 at the airport and on my flight so I was determined to finish season one tonight. I grabbed a blanket out of the closet before making myself comfortable on the couch.
I could feel Quincy squeezing onto the couch behind me. I then realized that I fell asleep on the couch instead of going upstairs with him. I turned over and rested my head on his chest as he pulled me closer against him. He draped his leg over me before I slowly drifted back into a deep sleep.
"Paris"
"Mmh" I replied still half asleep with my eyes shut.
"I'm finna leave"
"Mmhmm"
"Call me when you wake up" He said and kissed my forehead.
"Mmhm" I could hear him talking but I was just more focused on going back to sleep. I heard the doors to the elevator shut and I went right back to sleep.
When I finally woke up I laid there on the couch for a little bit before going upstairs. I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. Once I was done I decided to FaceTime Quincy. The call rang a few times before it started to connect.
"Hey" I said sitting down on the bed.
"Goodmorning. You just now waking up?"
"Yeah I went to sleep late as fuck. How long have you been gone?"
"Like 2 hours"
"How's it coming along?" I laid down on the bed making myself more comfortable.
"It's boring as hell out here and I haven't eaten but I'm making progress. I should be home at like 3, I got a client coming over for a tatt" Quincy replied turning his attention to whatever he's working on.
"K. Well Imma let you get back to work. I'll see you later"
"Ight bye, love you"
"Love you too"
I put my phone on the charger before hopping in the shower to get ready for the day. I don't know what exactly I am going to get into today but I didn't just want to be in the bed all day.
I put on a pair of grey leggings and black cropped sweatshirt. Just as I was about to go downstairs my phone started ringing. I walked over to see who it was and it was my dad.
"Hey" I answered as I walked down the stairs.
"Hey I was just calling to tell you that Tyrone is available tomorrow morning to show you the apartment out there. I figured you and Q can go check it out"
"Oh okay, yeah I'll definitely check it out before I leave"
I hadn't told Quincy about my internship out here yet. Seeing him whenever I want is something that I've wanted for a while however I don't know the effects that will have on our relationship.
Maybe seeing each other all the time isn't meant for us and the distance is the reason everything is so great between us. Maybe he likes me being away. Maybe that's why he was acting so iffy last night.
Me being here for the entire summer might ruin whatever he had planned. I don't want him to think because I'm here, he has to be with me 24/7. I also don't want him to think I solely took this internship to be closer to him. One thing I don't want to be is a girlfriend that clings to her man's side all day everyday. I just hate for him to feel like I'm smothering him.
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I'll just tell him tonight.
I took an uber to Popeyes and picked up Quincy and I some food before going to wherever he was working at. Quincy is the type to not eat until he was done working so I figured I'd just bring him some food.
I walked up to the front door of this nice mediterranean style house and rang the doorbell. Quincy's car was parked in the driveway so I knew Siri didn't send me off like she usually does.
"Hey ummm I'm Quincy's girlfriend. I'm just bringing him some food" I raised my arm slightly showing him the drinks and bags in my hand.
"You brought me some?" The guy asked jokingly stepping to the side so I could walk inside.
"Of course I did" I replied with a laugh.
"He's in the backyard. It's through those doors right there"
"Okay thanks."
I walked towards the glass doors. Them shits were so damn clean I thought they were open at first. I looked out the sliding glass door to see where Quincy was. He was standing on a ladder spray painting on the side of the house. I could hear Drake playing on a speaker, he was really in his zone.
"I brought food!" I said as I entered the backyard.
"I was just thinking about you" He laughed shaking his head. "How'd you know I was here?" He questioned looking over his shoulder.
"You share your location with me" I sat down at the table and watched as be continued to spray paint.
"That looks good as fuck" I was in complete awe. Just seeing how talented he is with some spray paint amazes me. I would have that shit dripping everywhere. No matter how many different projects I see him working on I'm still amazed at how talented he is.
"It don't look sloppy?" He questioned as he climbed down the ladder. He took a step back to look at what he's done so far.
"Not at all" I replied stuffing a fry into my mouth.
"You took an uber here?" Q asked as he walked over. I nodded my head. He pecked my lips before taking a seat.
"Here" I gave him wet wipe to clean his hands with.
"You look cute" I said looking at his outfit. Somehow he didn't have a drop of paint on him.
"Thank you" He replied "I just through this shit on I overslept"
I don't know why he keeps bringing this up. I offered to uber and he insisted on picking me up. He knew he had to be up early, I'm not at fault here.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to have you out so late."
"I'm not complaining. I would've stayed up til 4 in the morning if that meant having you here with me"
"Awww that's cute" I smiled "Now stop being a simp"
"See I just be trying to be nice to yo ugly ass" Quincy jokes shaking his head at me.
"If I'm ugly yo ass is hideous"
"Wasn't you just calling me fine the other day and telling me to put a baby in you?" Quincy replied raising an eyebrow at me.
"I don't recall" I mimicked Stevie J from that one scene on Love & Hip Hop.
"Yeah ight"
"Are you sure I was talking to you? I'm pretty sure somebody was in your background"
"Man bye" Quincy smacked his lips before laughing.
"How many clients you gotta do later?"
"Only one. I'm not tryna be up doing that shit all day. I'm just tryna relax, I've been working all week"
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"Yeah I totally get it, let's stay up and watch movies tonight. I wanna watch the new Conjuring"
"Bet" Quincy nods his head. "Autumn and Chantel going to the mall you wanna go with em?"
"Ummm nah I'm okay"
"You sure? They invited you, not me"
"Yeah I'm good."
Even after all this time I still really haven't gotten to know them. They're really cool when it's just everybody hanging out but I didn't want to form a fake friendship and hang out with them alone. I didn't want his friends to become my friends.
Once we finished eating I sat around for a little bit while Quincy finished up and then I headed fo Target. Since he was stressed out I was going to cook dinner for him tonight. I wasn't trying to be in the kitchen slaving so I settled for steak, mashed potatoes and asparagus.
I also picked up snacks for our movie night and a bottle of wine.
"Babe I'm back" I said as I stepped off the elevator. The sound of the tattoo gun was being drowned out by Moneybagg Yo's voice.
"Hey" I heard him reply above all the noise.
I looked over to where he was and there was a girl laying on the tattoo bed completely shirtless.
"Oh" I said to myself just completely blown away. I put all the bags down on the counter and walked over to where they were.
"Hey" I said to the girl as I approached. She was getting a cute sternum tattoo, "Ooh that don't hurt?"
"It's fucking killing me" She replied back with a chuckle.
"It looks really good girl" I watched as Quincy looked so focused on what he was doing. I didn't want to speak to him and throw off his concentration.
"You cold? You want me to turn the air down?" I asked the girl. Her nipples were hard as fuck.
"Aye man leave her alone" Quincy laughed because he already knew I was looking at her boobs.
"Alright Imma leave y'all alone" I laughed and went into the kitchen to put away the groceries.
"Not you supposed to be gangsta but salty bout the hoe" I rapped along with the song.
I was happy he was playing music so I could be in my zone as I cooked. My parents are always blasting music while they cooked and it rolled over to me. Even if I'm just making a bowl of cereal. I have to have music playing while I'm deciding between Frosted Flakes and Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
I was putting the final finishing touches on dinner just as Quincy finished up with his client.
"Damn that look good" Quincy said taking a seat at the counter.
I gave him a much bigger portion of food than what was on my plate. I sat the plate down in front of him before grabbing two glasses to pour us something to drink.
"You did your shit" Quincy said with a mouthful of food.
"I'm glad you like it" I chuckled pouring some wine into our glasses.
"Oh I gotta show you something" I walked around to the other side of the counter and took a seat. I stuffed asparagus into my mouth before grabbing my phone and opening my email to search for the one about the internship.
"Here" I handed him my phone so I could try some of the food. I indeed did do my shit. This food is good as fuck.
"What's this?" He furrowed his eyebrows as he glanced at the phone.
"Reading is fundamental love" I grabbed my fork and ate some mashed potatoes.
"You got an internship? Congratulations baby" He leaned over and kissed my lips.
"Yeah but look" I scrolled a little more and pointed to the address of the building.
"Ayeeee!" He shouted hopping up from his seat. He did a little dance before hugging me tightly.
"We gotta go look at this apartment tomorrow"
"Nah you staying with me. When you moving in?"
"My dad already set up my living situation"
"Well tell him to get his money back cause you staying with me" Quincy leaned in and kissed me once more "It's about fucking time you decided to live out here"
"Slow your roll. It's only for the summer" I laughed.
"Trust me you ain't gon wanna leave"
"We'll see" I rolled my eyes. "I'mma be sure to get some damn birth control before I come out here. You ain't finna trap me"
"Damnit you caught me" Quincy joked. He took a seat and finished eating his food. "You wanna stay with me or you wanna stay in your own place?"
"Imma end up here every night anyways so I might as well stay here" I replied with a shrug.
He nods his head, "Cool cool"
After dinner, I cleaned the kitchen before taking a quick shower so we could start our movie night. I already knew he was going to fall asleep before the movie even started but I was still going to make him stay up with me.
"Did you find the movie?" I asked as I climbed into bed.
"Yeah" He said scrolling through the HBO app.
I grabbed my phone and scrolled down my instagram feed for a little bit. "Bitch is this Q and ole girl?" A text from Michelle read. The hell is she talking about.
"You need something from downstairs?" Quincy asked me climbing out of bed.
"Uhhh" I couldn't even focus on him right now. I glanced up from my phone. "Yeah uhhh bring my Gatorade and chips"
My heart was racing as I debated on clicking the link. I tapped the link and it took me to a twitter page. As soon as the thumbnail popped up on my screen I instantly got sick, but that didn't stop me from clicking it.
It was a video from the male's POV fucking a girl from the back. The girl was moaning loud as hell and I just knew it was Sydney. The video had over five thousand retweets, the shit was basically viral. All of the replies were just lusting over the guy's dick.
I looked up from my phone and just glared at him. I was trying my hardest to read his face. I'm not that good at reading him like he is me but I could tell he was genuinely confused.
I looked back down at my phone and I was granted access to her account. I scrolled and scrolled through the half naked pictures and thirst traps. I stumbled across the video that Michelle sent me which then led to a few more videos of them.
My jaw dropped as a video of him giving her head appeared on my screen. Out of all the videos, this was the first one that made it 100% clear that it was Quincy.
"You good?"
"Quincy you're on OnlyFans"
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