A/N: I got some good requests on how to make this night go.
But I'm still not sure how to make this work. Oh, well…if this sucks major eggs, it's your entire fault.
Haha, I'm just kidding. Enjoy (:
We headed toward his truck, and both got in.
I was still contemplating my decision on going to this party with Drew. I had become attracted to him. And I dreaded every single minute of it.
I peered over at him. His eyes were locked on the road, one hand resting on the steering wheel, the other lying directionless. I couldn't help but let my thoughts wander onto Alli. I understood why she liked him, what she saw in him. I promised myself nothing would happen, but honestly, I couldn't keep my word anymore.
We pulled up into a parking spot, and halted to a stop. You could hear the music oozing out of the walls of the near building.
"Well, Clare. You ready?" He turned and faced me. I could see his smile shining in the dim light.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I retorted, giving his same facial expression.
I was completely nervous inside. So many things could go wrong this night.
I gazed over at Drew, trying to read his expression. He waved to a couple of guys, from school I guessed, and smiled. When they looked the opposite way, he frowned and placed his hand in the small of my back, pushing me faster and further into the crowd. I became a little confused, and started giggling.
He looked down at me and raised his eye brows,
"What?" He asked me, bewildered.
"What to you mean 'what?' It looked like you knew those guys." I quickly pointed in there direction, and looked up at him.
He was staring ahead, deciding if he should answer the indirect question, or leave the conversation at that.
He heaved a sigh, and launched his words, "Yes" he looked down at me, smirked, then added, "Unfortunately."
I didn't reply. We had stopped on the stairs, waiting for entrance into 'Above the Dot.' I rested my elbows on the railing, and set my head on my hands. I looked at the wonderful view of teenagers buzzing around the parking-lot.
My mind wandered, my imagination running wild. I subconsciously walked up the stairs as the waiting-line budged forward. I thought about my parents, they're fighting had recently stopped. I thought about Alli, and what would happen if she ever found out. But for most of the time, I thought of Eli. I wished I could see him more often. I wondered if I would ever be able to sit on a couch with him everyday, and talk for hours. I wondered if he approved my decision, coming to this party. But it didn't matter, probably not to him.
We soon arrived at the counter, and I patted my pockets searching for money to buy my ticket. Just my luck. I took a double take, I kicked myself internally.
I always had money, why did I pick today to not bring some? Why did I pick today to wear this slutty dress? Why did Adam have to have Eli over today? Why did Drew decide to be semi-smart today and get a B-? Why today?
I slowly met my eyes with Drew. I raised my shoulders, and gave him a fake smile. He understood my silent 'sorry' and began digging in his wallet.
I stepped closer to him, trying to get a better look at what he was doing. As I got a perfect look at his actions, my guilt turned into confusion. He didn't need to pay for me, he shouldn't have to. He slapped the money in his hand on the table, and turned toward me. Our faces were inches, centimeters apart. His gaze penetrated me.
"I've got it." He said, and smiled his…Drew smile. As he spoke, I could feel his hot breath cloud my judgment. He hadn't moved away yet, longing the distance. In fact, it felt like we became closer. I noticed how he appeared up close. You could see every dark and light blue line in his iris. You could see every eyelash on his lid. You could see every flawless feature he possessed.
Only a few seconds, which felt like hours, passed before we heard a person behind clear their throat. I could feel my cheeks flaming, burning themselves raw.
"Are you ready to get down and dirty?" He questioned me, hoping he was just being sarcastic. I could only help but nod.
Drew took my hand and led me into the crowd full of dancers. The music was loud, and the place was filled with humidity. To a reader, and not a witness, it probably sounds a tad bit revolting.
As Drew pushed through the people, I could see the lights glinting off his eyes, and the tips of his dark hair almost looked silver. He really was beautiful.
He escorted me onto a settee, and we both sat down. I tried to avoid his gaze, but that was difficult. I finally decided to look up at him, and he was staring at me. For how long that had been going on, I had no idea.
I tried breaking the awkwardness with my famous excuse, "I'm a little thirsty, are you?"
"A little bit." He shrugged, and stopped gaping at me. He relaxed back into the sofa, and put his feet up on the nearby coffee table. I could tell what he wanted me to do, but I played dumb.
"Want me to get you something? I'm going to head up right now." Smooth, Clare. Get the lazy boy a drink.
"Sure!" as I started getting up he included, "Pepsi, please." I sighed, and nodded.
I walked over the drink and food counter and got the drinks requested.
I handed Drew his drink and sat back down, a little further away than last time.
I took a sip of my drink and set it on the table. Drew scooted closer to me, and I inched the same way. I was stuck between the arm of the couch, and Drew. A boulder and a zombie. I knew this was wrong, it was all wrong. But it felt so….right.
He turned to face me, and I swallowed, preparing myself for his next motion….
A/N: Mmmk, guys! I'm going to leave it at that. Cliff hangers always piss me off when I'm reading. But it's fun when you're writing!
Review!
And I was thinking of putting a game of I Never or Truth-or-Dare in the next or next to the next chapter. Yay or nay?