The Bad Boy's.....What?

Chapter 23- Cute House Elves and Hot Boys

              “How do I look Khloe?” Kohl turns to me with a stupid smile on his face, his brown eyes expectant.

                “Yeah, I’d rather get beat up by Drew right now,” I mutter but something tells me he heard. Adrian chuckles loudly, Sammy smiles and Drew just gives me a deadpan look.

               “I think you three and I still have something to talk about,” Drew states, his gaze meeting all of ours while Kohl and Lucas remain oblivious to the sudden tension in the room. Each complimenting the other on their new looks. It’s a strange friendship, the one those two have.

            “I just remembered there’s supposed to be a marathon of Charmed reruns that I should really get to watching,” I mumble, desperately trying to make my escape. It’s not a lie. I never miss an episode no matter how many times I’ve already watched them. I think it’s pretty obvious I live my life vicariously through fictional characters.

                “Yeah, Adrian and I have some things to talk about,” Sammy replies.

          “I think the two of you have done enough talking,” Drew bites back and I don’t miss the triumphant smirk that passes through Adrian’s face before he schools his features once again. He must really want his face to meet Drew’s fist, not like it hasn’t happened before. I shudder at that awful memory when Drew had the gall to separate Lucy and me. I’ve forgiven him since then but that scenario will be used to win future fights, which I don’t doubt we will have.

                “Well, bye,” I wave in fake enthusiasm before heading for the door. An iron grip grabs hold of my wrist just as I was about to push the door open.

               “I don’t think so,” Drew hisses before grabbing Adrian’s ear and dragging the both of us with him. “Sam, I better not have to come get you myself,” he calls out. I don’t even get a chance to turn around and see if she followed, but the quiet pitter patter of feet behind

              “Drew, you really know how to treat a lady,” I grumble sarcastically as he roughly pushes Adrian and I into his bedroom. The second time I’ve been in here today, might I add.

                  “Yes, I also know how to treat liars,” he retorts with an eye roll.

             “We didn’t lie to you, they kept this from the both of us,” Adrian pitches in quickly before moving over to stand by Drew’s side. I turn to give Sammy the ‘your boyfriend’s a wimp’ look. We really communicate through our eyes, it’s a girl thing. I think.

                  “I don’t really want to hear anything from you just yet, Casanova,” Drew snaps. Somebody didn’t put sugar in their cereal this morning.

                “Look Drew, we could listen to you lecture us for hour but we all know we’re not really going to listen to you. So, how about I let you drive me to the store cause I never got to buy that present,” I try to diffuse the situation with pure and raw honesty. The glare tells me my comment hasn’t been well appreciated.

                    “You’re going to let me drive you to the mall?” he takes on an incredulous tone.

                  “Yep,” I nod before grabbing his hand and dragging him with me. I send a ‘you owe me’ look to Sammy and Adrian, who are both left smirking behind us. I don’t know why, they’re weird. I look back at Drew when he lets me drag him out effortlessly, but he’s just giving me an odd look. “You unlock it with your keys,” I urge when we make it to his car and he just stands there with the same stupid look on his face. He snaps out of it and we both climb into the black car. Before I can even put my belt on, he revs the engine and speeds out of the driveway causing my head to bang on the dashboard. “Thank you for that,” I groan, rubbing my forehead.