Chapter 21: Impressing the Guys
"I uhm," I paused nervously pacing back and forth fiddling with my fingers. "yah...?" Drew told me awkwardly to continue, burning holes through my head. "I've been thinking lately, about our kiss. You haven't officially asked me out yet and-" I stuttered, but suddenly my words were cut off.
Drew wrapped his arms around my waist making me arch into him. He kissed me with every willpower he had. I cupped his adorable face in my hands kissing him harder and harder each second that passed by. Love poured out of our lips. Drew pressed my waist against his making my skin tingle. The seconds we kissed had turned into minutes and eventually making Drew moan. He opened his mouth wider asking for a pathway into mine. I wasn't going to hold back so I let him lightly insert his tongue. I wanted to moan along with him but I bit my lip keeping it from escaping my mouth. My hands traveled around Drews neck and up to his scalp lightly gripping on to his hair.
Damn. This felt amazing. It was better than the first time. I couldn't stop throwing my self at him. His kiss swallowed me and made me want more.
I wanted him so bad. He picked me up by the waist making me wrap my legs around him. He walked over to my bed laying me on it gently. His hands ran down my body making my breath hitch as he played with the hem of my jeans. Finally, I let a moan slip out of my mouth. Drew took off his shirt making my jaw drop. I knew he had abs but I didn't know they were this hot. He un-buckled my bet and slipped me out of my jeans. As he was on top of me I let my legs weave around his waist and it felt right for them to be there. I pressed my body up against his arching into him.
"Heather..." Drew moaned my name. It sounded so sexy the way he said it. "Yeah?" I said sounding more innocent then I intended to. "Will you go out with me?" He grinned. I gave him a quick kiss, "does that answer your question?" I raised my eye brows. "come here, cutie," Drew smirked. He kissed me with all the passion he had. Then his lips trailed down my neck making me bite my lip. This boy sure does know how to work me.
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Yes, we were officially going out and every one knew that we were a happy couple. Sure, it earned me a few more enemies from all the jealousy. But sadly, Emma wouldn't stop being the desperate hoe she is, and still flirts with Drew. I try my best to ignore her and not let it get to me. But do you know how hard that is when it is all happening right before your eyes?
My heart melted as Drew walked into the cafeteria. I rested my chin on my hand as I watched him stroll to my lunch table, which was of course empty. He sat down with a paper bag, obviously his lunch. "Hey shortie," Drew hummed giving me a quick kiss. "Hey," I replied grinning. "You can sit with your friends if you want," I shrugged. "No way, I'm sitting with you. Your my girlfriend now," he shook his head. I chuckled, "so? That doesn't mean you have to sit with me," I implied. "No, I'm sitting with you," he said pulling out his sandwich. "Aye guys! Come over here!" Drew hollered at his friends motioning them to join our table.
They all packed their things and sat down with Drew and I. Oh great, I had to meet his friends. I knew who they were, but I never actually talked to them. I mostly blended in with the lockers, no one ever noticed me. "Guys, meet my beautiful girlfriend Heather," Drew smiled revealing his dimples kissing my forehead. I began to blush furiously. Dang it! Stop blushing! "Your Heather right?" One of his friends asked me acting as if he was interested in getting to know me. I nodded my head, "that's my name, don't wear it out," I joked. He chuckled, "oh cool, do you know how long it's been since Drew has had a girlfriend? Well forget that, he's never had a real relationship. He just goes for girls and then leaves them," Drews friend joked. I looked at Drew waiting for his reaction, he stuck up his middle finger earning some laughs. "You must be something different," his friend implied making me blush, again.
Is that true? Do I have that big of an effect on Drew? I knew that he would screw girls over and then dump them the next day but what if our relationship does end up being serious? I hope it does. I'm not going to let him play me.
"Hey my name is Joey," Drews friend had introduced himself holding out his hand obviously wanting me to shake it. I interlocked my fingers with his and shook it. He seemed very mature considering he's the only one of Drew's friends who shook my hand. "Tell us about your self," Joey said. My eyes went wide and I gave Drew a look. I'm kind of a shy person... And what if Drews friends don't like me? It's important for my boyfriends buddy's to like me right? I looked around the lunch table and every pair of eyes were staring at me waiting for me to talk. I sighed deeply.
"I like to read, I'm pretty good at math although its not my favorite subject. My favorite color is purple. I've never gotten a haircut," I stated. "Damn! Your hair is long... can I touch it?" Another one of Drews friends asked, I chuckled, "sure I guess so," I agreed. Drew groaned rolling his eyes, I see that he's the jealous type. His friend ran his fingers through my hair to the tips. "It's so soft..." He murmured.
"What I'm getting is, your a nerd?" Joey said. Wow, maybe he isn't mature after all. Very stereotypical. "Well I wouldn't call myself a 'nerd'," I said. Yes, I'm very smart but the word 'nerd' just doesn't fit me. "I like to read," Joey muttered. Drew shot his head at Joey, his eyes bulging out of his head. "You do?" Drew choked. I bit my bottom lip trying my hardest not to burst out laughing. "Yeah I guess," Joey shrugged. I might like this guy. At least we had something in common. I smiled to my self, maybe his friends weren't that bad after all.
"You sure do make it sound like your a nerd," Drews friend Josh said. I rolled my eyes. I hate that word. Why do they always use it? "If I'm a nerd then what does that make you? And idiotic man whore?" I snapped. What was their point in calling me a nerd? Telling me that I'm smart? That's great, I already know that I'm smart. "Yes, I am a man whore," Josh said proudly. I groaned they're absolutely stupid.
Drew rested his hand on my thigh and gave it a soft squeeze. I melted as soon as he did it. It felt like that's where his hand belonged, right there on my thigh, squeezing it in comfort. "Kiss me, shortie," Drew insisted. I smiled not backing down the opportunity. I kissed his lips softly till I heard people fake puking. "Ew! Get a room," Drew's friends muttered. I rolled my eyes but laughed.
His friends weren't that bad. I haven't exactly learned all of their names yet. I'm not sure if I made a good impression or not.
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Teen FictionHe's so sexy, his eyes, his body. But he's such a player. How can I like him? I'm a goody goody, I can't possibly like him. He's a Player, but I'm not his game. Heather has finally met the golden eyes of Drew Parker, the towns player. He's perfect...
