You're a Player but I'm not Your Game

Chapter 14: I Miss You

Chapter 14: I Miss You

"Are you still mad at me?" Drew said in his baby voice, giving me a puppy dog face, honestly I kinda was but I figured, why should I worry so much? I need to focus on the better things in life. Yes, I was still mad but... I'll let it go...

"Not really," I sighed and shrugged my shoulders.

I began to walk down the hall with Drew by my side, "so... What's the memo with you and Emma?" He asked, "it's nothing," I shook my head, I didn't want to talk about her, or talk about the bullying. I don't want Drew to get involved, he probably won't even care anyway. "Oh c'mon! Tell me..." He winced, I just groaned. "Please," he begged, "Drew... Please don't make me," I said, "fine don't." Drew said, his shoulders were tense and he seemed pissed but I didn't really care. His eye brows furrowed.

I want to tell him but then again I don't at the same time. I don't know what it is that's holding me back, I guess the fact that he shuts me out when I need him is what's refraining me.

I'm not telling him, I feel like I can't trust him.

"What are you doing for free period?" Drew asked me. Free period was this next hour. "I don't really know, I don't have anything planned," I told him."good," he told me smiling, well that was kind of bipolar... wasn't he mad at me? "what are you planning on doing with me?" I asked slowly. "Let's go to my house," Drew said which made me feel like he was up to something suspicious. "No ones home," Drew added, we began walking down the hallway. "I don't think that's a good idea... I mean, the fact that there won't be a parent there to supervise us," I said to Drew. Drew groaned, "oh c'mon, your such a goody goody... lets go," Drew said yanking on my hand and pulling out of the school and into his car.

I'll admit, while he was driving I had a lot of time to check out his features and I must say... He was pretty attractive. His eyes just made me want to melt. Drews jaw was well defined and I literally wanted to run my fingers through his hair. When he speaks it sends a shiver rolling down my spine from the nape of my neck down to my tail bone.

NO.

What am I saying? Why does the fact that he's good looking always slip across my mind. I face-palmed my self and sighed, Drew looked at me weirdly like I was some freak show, "you... Okay?" He asked me sounding awkward. I chuckled a little feeling stupid.

As he was driving I thought back to when I cut my self with the glass in the woods and how much Drew cared for me. Being the strong guy he was, he carried me to his car even though it was just my arm the was injured. How he was rushing my to the doctor's. But then, I thought about how much I liked being so close to Drew, how our skin made contact as he cradled me in his arms to his car, and how much I enjoyed being snuggled up into his chest.

Am I seriously falling for the player?

"Heather...Heather..." I heard a voice echo through my head. "Heather!" Drew said loudly, I jumped and felt my whole body shiver, my heart was beating hard and fast and I could feel my self sweat a little... I squealed. "You scared me!" I said, hand pressed to my chest. "we're here," Drew laughed with an ugly smirk plastered on his lips, I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "What were you thinkin about?" Drew asked raising both of his eye brows.

"Uhm... Nothing really," I shrugged. "Liar," Drew said with a straight face expression.

What was I supposed to say?

I was thinking about you Drew. I was thinking about your beautiful eyes and your crazy hair that makes me want to run my fingers through them...

No!

"I'm serious!" I said punching Drew in the shoulder, "I'm not thinking about anything," I continued. "Mhm, sure," Drew said giving me the stink eye as he climbed out of the car. I groaned, I unbuckled my seat belt and began to walk with Drew as he stepped inside his house. We only have about 45 minutes so I don't know what he was planning to do with me here before we went back to school.

"Come on," Drew lead me as he held my hand up to his room.

I sat on his bed and I felt so awkward, just being alone with Drew in his room not saying a word sitting on his bed. He put in a DVD into his stereo, it began to play 'A Thousand Years' by Christina Peri, I was surprised at the fact that he knew this song. It made me wonder how he knew this particular song because don't all guys listen to is the sports radio station? And it also made me curious as to why he was playing it.

Drew held out his hand waiting for me to grab it, "what are you doing?" I asked him. "Dance with me," Drew said grabbing me waist. "I don't know how to dance," I lied, I was just so confused, why did Drew want to dance with me? Did he think more of me then I thought? "I'll show you, it's not hard at all," he told me. I sighed and put one arm on his shoulder and one hand in his.

"Step on my toes," he ordered me. I shook my head, what if I'm to heavy for him. What if he thinks I'm fat? "Your fine, trust me," he said, so I did as told. He began waltzing and I was actually very impressed. I could feel him staring at my profile but I ignored it and I look down at our feet.

I felt Drew let go of my hand and I was puzzled for a moment, he used his free hand to lift up my chin, he smiled and then began to waltz again. God, why is he so cute. He was simply romantic in every way possible. What happened to the rude arrogant player I knew? Drew pushed me closer to him so our chest's were touching, but considering I was on his toes I don't know how much more closer we could get. I let go of his hand and wrapped both of my arms around his neck and my head on his shoulder. I heard him softly hum to the song which made a smile creep on my lips. I almost wanted to laugh but that would ruin the moment.

The song ended, he stared at me strangely, "what?" I asked Drew. "Your beautiful Heather," he said. I choked, was he kidding me? I pinched my skin to see if I was dreaming. I was just told that I'm beautiful by Drew Parker. "I bet you tell that to every girl your alone with..." I said doubting him sitting criss-cross-apple sauce on his bed. "No that's not true Heather, not at all, I mean every word I say to you," he said sitting on the bed next to me. I shrugged, and ill admit I blushed a little, "Thanks," I replied.

I seriously don't get it, why is he being so perfect, so kind? I'm not even going to question it anymore.

Ugh! Why does he have to be so damn cute, so romantic? It literally makes me want to slap my self across the face because he gives me butterflies, and I swore that I would never fall for a player. Actually, scratch that, people say that when they look at a boy it gives them butterflies, when I look at Drew it makes me feel a hurricane rushing inside of me.

He literally stared into my eyes like a sad puppy. When a girl is in love, you see it in her smile, but when a guy is in love you see it in his eyes. "Come here, I miss you," Drew said hugging me, "why?" I asked not denying his hug, man Ive been waiting for him to hug me forever. "I just do, don't question it.

I laughed, "I miss you too".

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Well thats whole another side of Drew and you'll be seeing more of him!

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