After Drake showed me to my room, he left and headed for his which was right opposite mines. My room was the closest to the most well-furnished room I've seen since I've stepped foot in this crap house. The wallpaper wasn't torn, it was a brand new-looking sky blue and there were two chairs that gathered around a wooden center table completed with a brown rug. The bed- well mattress- laid in a corner next to the door leading to the bathroom. There I undressed and dove into the shower. I let the cold water run through my hair, giving a comforting feeling. I sighed at that feeling. This is what I needed, a de-stressifing bath. The embrace of the cold water was causing me to drift into a sleep. I probably would've been on the ground of the shower if a knock didn't awaken me.

"Coming!" I yelled

"Open this damn door now!" his voice distant but not inaudible.

I came out the shower, wrapped my towel around me, dried my self off a bit so I wouldn't leave drips around the room and went to the door.

Drake eyes drifted from my face to my towel then quickly back to my face.

"Don't you have clothes?" he finally said

"I was in the shower"

"Whatever. Go make me dinner"

My head slightly jerked back.

"Excuse me?"

"Go. make. me. something. I'm. hungry!" he repeated

'How unbelievable! What does he think I am?! His maid?'

"I can't cook" I lied

"Then you better get down there now and start learning" Drake grinned

I folded my arms, shifted my weight from my left foot to my right and leaned against the door frame. Watching Drake from head to toe.

"You teaching me?" I smirked a bit. Thinking of his hard body pressed against mines teaching me how to hold a knife and cut vegetables.

"No. You're going to teach yourself"

I pouted playfully "How do you expect me to learn then?"

Drake studied me for a second. His jaw clenched.

"Whatever. Get in the kitchen"

I raised my eyebrow "Like this?" and gestured to my attire.

His lips curved to a devious smirk

"You think I was gonna teach you with clothes on?"

'DING DING DING! WE HAVE A WINNER!'

"I was hoping not"

Drake grinned and then left for the kitchen. I followed shortly after, still in my towel. He took some ingredients from out the fridge which I didn't even know it had any ingredients except cobweb. I thought it might be stale so I pointed it out to Drake.

"Don't you think those ingredients are way passed its time?"

I heard him groan out of frustration.

"No. I just bought them in last week"

"You were here last week? But I thought you lived at Coates?"

Another groan.

"I visit the house often"

"Wh-"

"Because, this was my mom's house before she moved in to that bastard's own. Now, Anymore questions detective ass?"

"That's all for now" I said mimicking a detective

He rolled his eyes and continued to unload ingredients.

"Now... I'm gonna show you how to make fried rice. It's my favorite. So you better pay attention"

As he demonstrated the preparations, my mind drifted off. I thought about him. How he looked. The way he spoke. I couldn't take my eyes off him. Though he's psycho and probably the worst person to have a crush on, I did. Not that I can help it. I snapped back into reality only to notice Drake staring directly at me. He showed no emotion on his face, almost like he himself was thinking.

"Drake?"

He snapped back "What?"

"You were teaching me"

"We can do this tomorrow. I need some sleep"

And with that he walked off before I could've even responded. I sighed and cleaned up after him, taking off the stove and closing the fridge. I then marched upstairs. I stopped midway when I was about to enter my room. 'Don't do it' I thought to myself. Facing myself to Drake's door, I breathed in and pushed. I didn't know if it was open or not, I just preferred not knocking... and to my surprise, it was. Drake laid on his bed looking at the ceiling.

"What the fuck!" he yelled

"I just wanted to see if you were okay"

"Get out!"

"You can-"

he rose up from his bed and towards me "GET OUT!"

My entire body was trembling but I held myself together and portrayed my game face.

"No" I said sternly

I saw Drake's eyes widen then return to its normal position

"What did you say?" he walked closer to me. His fists clenching.

"I said, no"

Before he could react, I came closer to his face and planted a firm kiss on his lips then I pulled away leaving him in an emotional roller-coaster. Drake stood still, hands still clenched but his face flushing red.

THUN THUN THUNNNNNNNN...

This chapter is for my wattpad people who keep holla'in at me to update. Hope you enjoyed it. I literally sat alone before classes writing this from scratch. So thanks for the comments, even if its a little, it means alot.