*Flashback to 1991*
-Aaliyah's POV-

Today I have a date with Eric. This is our first date and I'm so excited and nervous at the same time. It's been awhile since I've been in a relationship. We started dating a few days ago and so far, I can honestly say that I'm happy with him. He is the complete opposite of who I thought he was. He's very social, sweet, polite, charming, funny, and down to earth. Our relationship is going smooth so far. Why was I turning him down all this time? I should've went out with him a long time ago.

I spent about three hours just to get myself together. I had to make sure I look good for my man. He always look good for me. And yes, it feels good to call him my man. We've been together for about a week and I'm already hated on by his jealous female fans and of course his crazy ex Tracy. I don't know this girl and she doesn't know me so why does she hate me? Oh I forgot, she doesn't hate me she's jealous of me. Always remember that when someone hates you for no damn reason, it just mean that they're jealous of you. There's a difference. She thinks that she has his only child. Girl please sit your ass down, Eric does not want you anymore. He's mine now so move on.

A few minutes later, I heard a loud car honk outside. It was Eric waiting for me but he was in a car with a sunroof instead of his famous mint green '63 Impala. I got in with a big smile on my face. I couldn't wait to see my man. No matter what I do, I can never keep a straight face around him. I aint been this happy in a long time. He gave me a soft kiss and I loved it. As usual, I didn't want it to stop but I don't have a choice.

"So where are we going?" I asked.

"I'm taking you to a nice Mexican restaurant. The food is good so I'm sure you'll love it. And it's expensive as hell too so I want some after our date is over," he laughed. "Nah I'm playing."

"Mhm you better be playing. And take those glasses off Eric my God."

"I'm good."

I reached over and tried to take them off while he was driving.

"Come on man, I said I'm good."

"Well at least take them off when we get to the restaurant. And I see your car has a sunroof, why wont you open it?"

"I don't want to open it because something is going to fall in. I get scared," he replied.

At that moment, I realized that Eazy-E was a human like everyone else. Sometimes you look at a celebrity and think that they are perfect. But when you get to know them, you'll see that they have fears, insecurities, and weaknesses too. I thought it was kind of cute.

"Aww my baby is scared that things will fall in his car," I said while chuckling. "You're so cute by the way."

"You cute too babe. I knew that you would eventually fall for me, I got it like that."

"Whatever and stop making me blush," I said while rolling my eyes.

He laughed.

"But I aint doing nothing to make you blush."

While he continued to drive, he put his right hand on top of my left hand and then our fingers locked. I'm not going to say that I'm falling in love with Eric because we only been together for about a week, but I am falling for him and I'm falling hard.

We arrived at La Barca, one of the fanciest Mexican restaurants in LA. Our hostess seated us and gave us our menus. We started to talk to each other while we waited for our waitress.

"This place is nice."

"Just trying to impress you," he replied.

I rolled my eyes.

"You don't have to impress me."

"Yeah you're right. But give me credit. I'm just trying to be romantic."

I laughed.

"Well you're doing great but take off that hat."

"Aye I already took off my locs. I can't take off my hat, I love my hat. I'll probably get buried in it."

Our wattress finally came to our table and her English was terrible.

"Hola, are you two ready to order now?" she asked.

After we ordered our food, she gave us both a big ass Sombrero to wear. This nigga Eric really done it this time. He put his Sombrero on top of his Compton hat.

"Wait you got to be kidding me right?" I asked.

"Hell yeah what the fuck I look like taking off my hat?"

"You do realize how funny you look with a hat inside your Sombrero?"

"Shut up and give me a kiss," he demanded.

"Number  1 don't tell me to shut up and number 2 don't demand a kiss. You aint my daddy."

"Yes I am. I was daddy since day one," he said with a straight face.

"You know Eric I am about to cut you with one of these big ass knives," I said while blushing.

"Well I see I got you blushing."

"What? I'm not blushing, I'm just a happy person. You'll know when I'm blushing trust me."

"Yeah but you wasn't smiling like this when we first met."

"So how is your music going?" I asked.

"Why you changing the subject? And my record label is very successful, Ruthless has more signed acts so now it isn't just N.W.A."

"Well congrats."

"Thank you," he replied.

"I've always wanted to know, why is your voice so unique? It's so high pitched and raspy."

"I have bronchitis. I had it all my life."

"Oh I didn't know bronchitis can affect your voice," I said.

"It's okay baby my voice is what makes me who I am. Now let's eat, I love you."

"I love you too," I replied.

Later that night he asked me to spend the night with him. I said yes because it was late and honestly I didn't feel like going home. Our first date went well. Eric proved that gangstas can be romantic too.

When we arrived at his house the first thing he said was "welcome to Eazy's playhouse" with a grin on his face. I was waiting for him to say "you stupid muthafucka" but he didn't. It's a good thing he left that line out though because I would've punched him in his face.

He asked me to take a bath with him but I said no. We still have to get to know each other a little bit more before we get to that stage. After we took separate baths and brushed our teeth, we laid in bed together.

I laid on my side and he moved in closer. I felt his hard...uh yeah and he wrapped one arm around my waist. Just like Kidada always say, never let a hard dick go to waste but I don't have a choice right now. I respect myself too much and one thing I will never do is have sex on the first night.

After he wrapped his arm around my waste he kissed my cheek and started to fall asleep until I woke him up.

"I'm cold," I said.

I wasn't really cold, I just made that up so that he can move in even closer and cuddle with me.

"Are you warm now?" he asked.

"Yes thank you."

"You're welcome baby and I know you feel that on your booty," he said while laughing.

I lightly smacked his beautiful face.

"Shut up," I said.

He was right though.

The next morning I woke up and found my man in the kitchen cooking me breakfast, well trying. He's so cute when he tries to be romantic. I walked up to him and grabbed his waist.

"So what you cooking for me?" I asked.

"Man I'm trying to cook you some eggs, bacon, and pancakes but the shit is still cold! Maybe I'm not doing this shit right."

I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

"Eric, baby. The reason why this shit is still cold is because the stove is off."

Another long chapter. I'm sorry guys 😭 dont forget to vote if you enjoyed. By the way, everything in this story did not happen in Tomica and Eric's relationship. Some of it did and everything else is made up. Just wanted to clear that up. Thanks for your support 💜