Author's Note: this is my FIRST Drew/Clare fanfic...be gentle. I like the idea of them so here it goes.

Disclamer: I sadly Do NOT own Degrassi or it's characters...just this story and my life! Don't steal either of the things i own...though you wouldnt want my life...haha

Chapter One: Crush-Clare's POV

I walk down the staircase and go into the kitchen.

"You couldn't sleep either?" his voice makes me jump. I turn to him and smile.

"No Drew. Okay. Maybe." I reply as I pour myself a glass of water.

"So why couldn't you sleep?" he walks over to the counter and sits down on one of the stools.

"Adam snores." I groan. He laughs.

"Welcome to my world. I used to share a room with him when we were ten. I know how it feels." he smirks.

"He also talks." I reply.

"Fiona?"

"You seem to already know this? Does Drew Torres spy on his brother while he sleeps?"

"No. The walls in this house are paper thin. Does Miss Clare Edwards plan on moving in here?" he asks.

Fuck. He's right. I have been spending a lot of time here lately. A lot. And, it's not because Eli's with another girl. That happened three months ago. And, I've gotten over it. I mean, it's a girl from his old school who just transferred to Degrassi. I'm over it. The real reason I've been spending my free time over here…well, actually there are two. One; my parents arguing is getting ridiculous. And two; I might have the teeniest crush on Mr. Drew Torres. It started three months ago when I came over and Adam wasn't here. Drew let me talk to him. And, surprisingly he listened to me…

Tears cloud my vision, but I don't dare say anything. I mean, my life is one big fucked up mess. This is just the start for a new set of messes to come. I sit down on the Torres front porch and wait for Adam to come home. I need someone talk to. Sav's truck pulls up and Drew gets out.

"Thanks for the ride President Sav!" he waves as Sav drives off. I sigh. Drew turns around and notices me. "Clare. Is everything okay?"

And, I don't know why, but I just start crying. For some reason when he asked me that it was like a single brick in a dam got loose.

"Why don't you come inside?" he picks up my duffel bag for me and unlocks the door. I walk into the house and sit down on the couch. I barely register Drew sitting down next to me.

"Eli…" is all I can manage to get out before another fit of tears comes.

"…wears to much guyliner? is obsessed with his dead ex? Eli…what?" Drew asks.

I collect myself, "I went to his house today…because he told me he wasn't feeling well. And I went into his room and I found him…making out…with this girl!" I sob.

Drew puts his arm around me, "Well, he's an ass."

I look up to him.

He continues, "Cheating on a girl like you? You're smart and beautiful. I messed up a relationship like that once—with Alli. And I still can't get this out of my mind."

"I…I just don't get it." I say.

"Don't try to. He just cheated. Maybe it was a mistake. Who knows?"

"I know. I've seen her before. In pictures. She's one of his and Julia's friends. My life is so fucked up."

"This is one fucked up thing. It doesn't dictate your life!" he replies.

"It's…it's not just that…"

"What else?" he seems cautious, but caring too, like he wants to know. And for some reason I feel like I want him to know.

"My…my parent yell at each other constantly."

"That isn't that bad!" he smiles.

"My, um, my sister's gone. She left and now lives in Kenya…"

He cuts me off, "Kenya? Why?"

I've never told anyone this, not even Eli, "She was raped. She just couldn't take it. She tried to kill herself, but Manny, her friend saved her. She slept with Peter…"

Drew cuts me off, "The Dot guy who hangs out with Sav?"

I nod.

"Wow."

Silence. Neither of us talks. But, it isn't an awkward silence, like I would have expected. It's comfortable.

"Woah, did I interrupt something?"

"Adam!" I run into his arms and begin to sob again.

"What happened? What did Drew do to you?"

"It wasn't me dude." Drew says.

"Eli." I say. Adam walks me up to his room, carrying my duffel bag up with us. As we walk up the stairs I look down to Drew. He smiles to me. A reassuring smile that makes me feel like I'm in good hands. Like even with my life as fucked up as it is it can get better.

And that's how Drew and I became friends. Secret friends of course. When I came over here we'd talk. But in the mornings if we were both awake, which is almost always, we'd have real conversations. We'd talk about things that we couldn't or wouldn't say to anyone else. And maybe that's why I have a crush on him. Because I feel so comfortable. Because, he's my Drew.

Author's Note: So? Do You like it?

xoxoxo Cat