The unexpected

Chapter fofty five: Playful/Leaving

Chapter fifty five: Playful

Song for the chapter: Cups by Anna Kendrick

The past week I've been here everyone's been playing tricks on everyone. I tried to get involved but Drew won't let me. He doesn't want me to get 'hurt'. Whatever. He says I should just stay in his room with the door locked. All I can do is hear all the fun they're having. So today I've just been sitting on his bed reading girly magazines. Suddenly, the door unlocks and Drew runs in shutting and locking the door soon again before leaning up against it. I put down the magazine and look at him.

"Got caught?" I ask.

"Yup." He comes to sit next to me.

"Who did you do it to and what?" I ask.

"Well, I wanna do it with you." He leans in for a kiss. I lean in too and our lips meet. He pulls away and presses his lips to my neck leaving a trail before they meet my sweet spot under my ear.

"It's been a little over a week. Since I've touched you." He whispers seductively in my ear.

"Can we not do this now?" I ask when he lays me down climbing on top.

"Please? It's been forever." He whines.

"It's been ten days." I tell him in a monotone voice.

"I'll let you in the game if you sleep with me." He offers.

"Really? I have to sleep with you to get in some stupid game?"

"It's wasn't stupid when you actually got on your knees and begged me to let you play."

"You still didn't." I stick my tongue out at him.

"It gets intense. As you've seen."

"Let me in the game."

"Sleep with me."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Go get the condom."

"Really?"

"Yeah, whatever."

"YES!" He praises and runs over to his dresser. Wow. He's really that excited about sex. Just wow.

"Fuck." He whispers slamming the drawer shut.

"What's wrong?" I sit up.

"I'm out of condoms." He turns to me biting his lip in concentration.

"How?" I ask hesitantly not wanting the answer.

"Fucking Jake."

"Oh." I nod pursing my lips and avoiding his eyes. They share condoms? That's weird.

"Well I guess we could ju-"

"NO! No, no, no,no, HELL no!!" I yell.

"Why not?!" He whines.

"Because I don't wanna get pregnant."

"I'll help you take care of it. Or you could get an abortion. Please? I know it's risky but-"

"No. When you get some more we'll talk. Okay?"

"Kylie, please?"

"No, Drew!" I yell angrily at him. He suddenly runs over to the bed straddles me and starts randomly tickling me.

"Stop, stop! Drew!" I gasp laughing uncontrollably.

"Not until you stop being mad at me!" He exclaims tickling my waist more.