Drew normally isn't one to ask people for help that easily. Usually, he puts up a bit more resistance in asking, arguing about the most illogical of things to distract whoever offered, and before they know it, he's gone. And he definitely isn't one to dance either. This is why May is a bit more than surprised when Drew corners her at the beach while she's practicing with her Pokemon, asking her to dance with him at the party.
May usually never practices with her pokémon during parties but after losing two Grand Festivals, she and her pokémon both agree that it's better that she spend time trying to figure out better combination than go to a party.
On the other hand, Drew usually never shows up to the parties. Or if he does, he usually stays in the corner farthest from the center of the room, where everyone is gathered. She supposes that Drew has to attend this particular party; after all, it is to celebrate his new status as Top Coordinator.
May will never admit this to anyone — and if anyone asks, she will totally deny it — but she kind of is jealous of Drew.
From the time they met in Slateport City when Beautifly accidentally threw a frisbee at his head to the time they competed against each other in a battle a few weeks after May's loss to today afternoon when Drew successfully managed to beat her in a contest battle, the final one, he has always been one step ahead of her. Whenever she thinks that she has finally caught up with him, he manages to surprise her.
"What?" May stammers, her face flushing. If anyone asks, she was feeling really cold. "Drew, why don't you ask one of your fangirls?"
She thinks that she sees a speck of hurt flash in his eyes but it is quickly replaced by annoyance. He flicks his green hair, looking at her as though the answer is obvious. "My fangirls are the reason I'm here, May," he says in annoyance. "They won't leave me alone and I need to pretend I already have a date so they'll back off."
She lowers her head and wraps arms around her knees tightly, wondering why she never thought of that. It is common knowledge to those in Drew's circle that Drew is absolutely terrified of his fangirl. On most days, he's usually with Paul because apparently, there is something about Paul that makes him unapproachable to fangirls. But the moment Dawn invites herself over, Drew is gone before you can utter a word since everyone knows that Paul will be a bit nicer if Dawn's around. And that Dawn just loves seeing Drew squirm, so if anybody will rat Drew out to his fangirls, it is that girl.
"Oh," she says. "Why not ask Solidad?"
He gives her flat look. "Yeah, okay," he agrees. "But that'll only work if Solidad can stop talking to Lance for one moment."
May is quiet for a while, silently contemplating her choices. On one hand, she can be nice and help a friend out when he really needs it. On the other hand, she can ignore his request and watch him squirm at the close proximity that his fangirls have with him, just so she can get back at him for all the times he undermined her abilities as a coordinator.
"Okay." She looks up at him, nodding slightly.
Drew breaths out a relieved sigh. "Thank you, May." He holds out his hand for her and she takes it, letting him pull her up. She stumbles a bit, trying to find her footing but Drew wraps his arm around her waist in order to steady her.
May looks down, her cheeks reddening. Her heart starts racing faster and she presses herself against him. "You owe me some noodles after this," she mumbles, not meeting his eyes.
She hears Drew chuckle, feeling his hot breath fan against her neck. "Way to ruin the moment, May."
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