Chapter Sixteen: Wanted

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“A little birdie told me that the president couldn’t attend the winter formal,” he chuckled, walking towards me, “I think she at least deserved a dance of her own for her hard work.”

My heart sped up at his words and my face morphed into a one of awe. This must have been the sweetest gesture anybody has done for me.

“Okay then,” I smiled, standing up slowly, “Let me just freshen up.”

I walked upstairs to my room and when I passed a mirror, I mentally cringed at my appearance. Drew was right, I looked horrible.

My hair was struggling out of the messy bun I placed it in, my nose was red, and from the huge sweater and sweatpants I wore, I’m sure I looked like a big mess.

I quickly raced to my bathroom and washed my face, brushed my teeth and ran a brush through my frizzy hair. I went to my closet and pulled out the dress I planned to wear on the dance. It was a black dress that had a sequined bodice, and had feathers at the hem of the skirt.

Funny thing was, it’s my mother’s dress. The same dress she wore when she and my dad met.

I dusted some makeup on so that the redness of my face would calm down, and curled my hair. I smiled at myself at the mirror before grabbing my pair of strappy heels and going back down the stairs.

My head was still throbbing but when I caught sight of Drew, the pain subsided as if he was my medicine.

“You took long,” he stated and I rolled my eyes. No matter how sweet he was, he would always be Drew.

“Sorry,” I mocked before approaching him. Jazzy had a camera in her hands and gestured for us to come closer with each other.

“Jazzy!” I whined, covering my face with embarrassment.

“What?” she asked innocently, “Come on.”

Drew rolled his eyes before wrapping an arm around my waist. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t from my fever that I was blushing so hard. I looked to the ground bashfully then I heard the clicking of a camera.

“Aww,” Jazzy cooed as she looked at the picture she had taken, “I’m going to leave you lovebirds now.”

I’m pretty sure it’s no longer normal for me to get any redder. She gave as a teasing wink before skipping out of the room.

“She’s a weird one,” Drew mumbled next to me and I couldn’t agree more.

“So,” I started out, turning to face him, “What have you done to Drew Everett? The real Drew wouldn’t be nice enough to visit me.”

He rolled his eyes before approaching the pizza box that was set on the coffee table. How come I didn’t notice that when I came in?

“I’m not heartless, you know,” he said as he opened it and I smiled at the pepperoni delight. He took one plate and sat a slice on it before handing it to me, “Sorry if it isn’t the fancy catering you planned on.”

It’s more than I could ever wish for. I picked the pizza up before taking a big bite out of it. Just the fact he made an effort is perfect enough in my eyes.

“You know I was actually hoping for a dance,” I joked but he instantly perked up. He grabbed my phone and started scrolling in my playlist.

He hooked up my phone on the speaker and the familiar tune of a guitar suddenly filled the room. Drew walked up to me and held out a hand for me to take.

“May I have this dance?” he chuckled, his eyes shining with amusement.

I placed down my plate of pizza before wiping my hands with a piece of tissue then placing my hand on top of his, “Yes you may.”

You know I’d fall apart without you…

Hunter Hayes’ voice started singing the sweet song that has been on constant replay on phone for the past week. It was my favorite and I made sure it was played at the dance; Drew knew about this.

I placed my hands on his shoulder as his were settled on my waist. We started to slowly sway to the gentle music, and I closed my eyes, savoring the moment.

“Who knew you had a sweet bone in your body?” I teased, trying to lighten up my mood. I have a feeling that this will some point lead to something much more intimate.

“I’m not heartless,” he repeated his statement from earlier. I rested my throbbing head on his shoulder.

“I know,” I whispered. He was far from it; he had been nothing but kind and patient with me. Instead of seeing me as that spoiled bitch, he gave me a chance and befriended me. He treated me like a normal person, he didn’t see me as a rich heiress who had popular friends and a grade that could get her into any college she wanted.

I know that we argue all the time, and thankfully, we always make up. No matter what, we found ourselves forgiving each other. It was normal for us to fight, we were fire and rain, summer and winter, north and south but we got along most of the time.

He rested his chin on top of my head and held me with all the care in world. In that specific moment I knew. I doubted it from the start but right now, I was completely sure.

I, Celeste Graham, am falling for Drew Everett. My complete opposite, yet he felt so right for me.

No matter how much I tried to deny it, I liked him. He was the one who was here with me, making me feel like I was special. Not Lucas, not Jessica, not Jazzy, not my parents, but Drew.

I wanna make you feel wanted.

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Yes, I know it was short but give me credit here, this was a super fast update! The song that they danced to was Wanted by Hunter Hayes (aaah I love him) which is located at the side. Celeste finally admitted it to herself, yipee!

Question: Who do you think should play Celeste's crazy best friends? (Jessica, Lillian and Annabelle)

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