Nightmare Chapter 34: Swimming
January 3, 2010 (I'm gonna try and put dates up here so you will know when it takes place…)
A couple days has passed since New Years. Well, two exactly. Yesterday I got my stupid cast off and last night was me and Tyler's first night over here. I didn't sleep at all. Its not that I wasn't used to sleeping here. I have slept here a lot before, actually. And being a singer, you have to be able to sleep in unfamiliar places. So that wasn't it. The real reason was that Drake wasn't with me, as weird as that seems. For the past week and a half or so, Drake and I have slept together. Not like that, but you know what I mean. So I couldn't sleep at all and ended coming down stairs at six in the morning. This had never happened with Adam and I, though. With him, I was eventually able to get to sleep. With Drake, I couldn't sleep at all. School started back up in a week, give or take a few days. So I'm going to have to fall asleep tonight to get back on my sleeping patterns.
Now the three of us were watching Malcolm in the Middle (Tyler was in the backyard swimming). I was sitting next to Drake, who had his arm around me, causing me to drift off to sleep here and there. Drake kept shaking me awake, even though I keep falling back asleep anyway. I leaned my head up against Drake's shoulder and closed my eyes, falling asleep again. I was so tired. But I was disrupted when he shook his arm, trying to wake me up. Again.
"Just let me sleep," I moaned. That is all I wanted to do. Sleep. But Drake wouldn't let me.
"Allie. It's only three in the afternoon. You need to wake up," he said to me.
"Did you get any sleep last night?" Adam asked me.
"Yeah," I lied. Of course I didn't get any sleep last night. But that wasn't his fault. It was my fault for freaking falling in love with Drake. And now not being able to sleep without him with me.
"Why don't you go swimming with Tyler? That'll wake you up," Drake said to me.
"Just let me sleep," I mumbled into his shoulder.
"No," he replied. Gosh. What part of I just want to sleep didn't he understand? That is all I wanted to do at the moment. Sleep. But if I'm not with Drake, I couldn't sleep.
"That's it. Your going swimming. You really need to wake up," he told me. I groaned and buried my head deeper into his shoulder. He stood up and dragged me out of the room and into my room in the basement.
"Get dressed," he said to me.
"I wanna sleep," I replied.
"C'mon, Al. You love swimming. And it'll wake you up," he answered.
"Will you go with me?" I asked. Cause then maybe I can sleep in the pool…
"Yes. Now go," he said. He left and I sighed, walking into my room. I found my two-piece black bathing suit and put it on. I then threw my t-shirt and shorts on over it and grabbed a towel. I really didn't want to go swimming at the moment.
I eventually got myself together and went down to the pool. I got in and sat next to Drake on the side. Now to see if I can actually sleep in the pool…
"You look cute," he mumbled into my hair, kissing my head.
"Thanks," I mumbled. I wasn't really in the mood to talk to people right now. Even if it was Drake I would be talking to.
"Is everything okay?" he asked me.
"Yeah," I lied. No. Everything was not okay in this world. My life was going crazy, and I had no control over it. Things at school were crap, and it would just get worse when Tyler and I went back next week. The annoying paparazzi wouldn't freaking leave me alone, no one freaking likes me at school, and I am in love with my best friends gay boyfriend. My life was going great, wasn't it?
"All right," he sighed. "But if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm here. Always," he said, kissing the top of my head again. "Anytime. I don't care if its three in the freaking morning," he laughed, "you can tell me anything."
"I know," I replied. But he couldn't help me. Not at all. I couldn't talk to him about my millions of insecurities, school and about how no one even likes me there and all the teasing that goes on there, or the fact that I am in love with him. Other than that, my life is great. Perfect even. I could deal with the paparazzi stalking me all of the time. It's everything else that I couldn't deal with in my life.
"I love you," said Drake.
"Don't say that," I replied, a tear unnoticeable running down my face.
"What? Why not?" he asked me.
"Because. You don't mean it," And with that, I got up out of the pool, grabbed my clothes and towel, and walked to my room in the basement without saying another word to anybody.
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All right, how was that? It was just basically an intro into what her life is going to be like when she gets back to school… kind of. You'll understand more in the next couple of chapters. Well, I hope so. Don't forget to reveiw!