***Chapter Sixty-Six***
Thanksgiving came and I stayed in my dorm pretty much unless I had to use the bathroom. It did suck not eating tasty food, but I had all the snacks in the world. I'm comfortable in my sweatpants, crop tops, and fluffy blankets. My laptop continually played romance movies as Thursday and Friday passed me by. It was quite peaceful being here like this but very lonely. There wasn't much I could do besides be lazy.
As Saturday evening came, I found myself continuing to stuff my face with fruity snacks as the movie played some more. I made sure to text Dillon exactly what I wanted her to bring me from her parents' house. She assured me she had it covered and of course, I didn't question her anymore. Though, I should have.
Sitting in my bed longer, there was a knock at the door. My stomach dropped because I didn't expect anyone to be there. Everyone was at home so no one should be knocking on the door. If this was some sick prank, it wasn't very funny. I'm scared shitless and debating if I should open the door or not. That's how people die in horror movies though. Did I want to be one of those people?
Another knock came, followed by another before I gathered up the courage to answer it. This could be the death of me, so I called Dillon speaking in whispers.
"Dillon, is it you that's knocking on my door?" I whispered to the speaker.
She laughed as if I weren't in any danger. "Anna, just open it. It'll be fine." She's very nonchalant about the ordeal.
"Are you crazy? Do you want to hear your best friend getting mauled?" I can't believe she was giving me up like this. How dare she?
I could tell she didn't want to deal with this right now, but she was stuck with me. "Just open the damn door!" She yelled at me. "I'll even stay on the phone with you."
Sighing, I listened to her. "Fine, but my blood is on your hands if I'm--"
And then, as I opened the door, my tune completely changed. There Drew was smiling at me with a bowl in one hand and pie in the other. My brain couldn't fathom him being in front of me like this. We went so long without speaking to one another that I didn't expect to ever hear his voice toward me again. Seeing those glowing green eyes staring deep within me. Whatever these two planned leaves me speechless. Even more confused by the fact that they talked to one another. That was a step in the right direction.
Dillon laughed once more, taking in my silence. "I believe the words you're looking for are *thank you*," she taunted.
"I'll call you back," I say, hanging up the phone.
Drew smiled at me, never dropping his gaze. "Did you miss me," he winked.
My emotions start to spiral but I hold myself together. "Drew...what are you doing here?" I'm too stunned to say anything else.
"What does it look like? I'm here to spend Thanksgiving with you," he smiled. "Well, two days after but you get the picture."
As much as I didn't want to, my lips couldn't help curving into a smile as I let him inside. It still shocked me that he showed up. The last person I was expecting was Drew. It was a holiday; everyone was at home. Most importantly, shouldn't he be spending the break with Juliana? Where was she anyway? There's no way she would let him come back up without her being present. She did say she wanted us to talk again but I doubt if she meant alone.
However, it was hard to deny how much I missed Drew. Spending time like this was all I ever wanted to do with him. We'd talk about any and everything without a fear in the world. He was my haven in ways he didn't even know. It broke my heart that he wanted to end everything we built up to. Without much of an explanation at that. Now was our chance to change everything he said in the past. We were going to fix this no matter what.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I walk over to him cautiously. He was setting up the food he brought for me while sitting on the edge of my bed. I tried to not stare at him like some psycho, but I had so many questions.
Looking up, Drew saw how nervous I was as a slight chuckle escaped his lips. "Annabelle, you're not nervous, are you? We've been through this." He jokes like everything's normal.
I bit my lip, nervous as hell. "Well...yeah. I--I just want to know why you've come here." My stuttering gets the best of me.
Drew dropped his smile getting the message. He couldn't expect me to accept this like nothing happened between us. It was a huge fight in front of both of our best friends and his sibling. It's not like we could forget that. He made it into a big deal and didn't even address it. The song was lovely, don't get me wrong, but that wasn't enough to explain why he said those things. Or why he wouldn't tell me the truth instead of making up a big lie?
Scoffing, he stood up like he was ready to pour his heart out to me. It wasn't going to be all the answers I wanted, but it was a start. We may not ever go back to the way we were, but at least we'd both have some closure. In the sense that we can at least be close friends again.
"Alright, I fucked up," he admits without hesitation.
I nod. "No shit, tell me something new." I agree.
That made him chuckle though it wasn't my intention. "Okay, I had a good reason," he defends himself.
My eyes shift as he pauses. "What's the reason then?" I asked impatiently.
He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before looking at me again. "The reason I said all those things is because...because I love you."
Now I look at him like he was crazy. He loves me so he said idiotic things like that. None of that made much sense. How can you love someone and then tell them you could never do that? Yet, he's here telling me that he does. Drew surprised me and confused me in so many ways. Hearing him say it did bring music to my ears. It's the confirmation I needed all this time.
My eyes soften as my arms drop to my side. "You...you love me?" I couldn't believe it.
His head nods with a smile. "I do Annabelle, but that's why I couldn't talk to you." He's not making much sense.
"I'm not understanding. If we both feel the same way and you're not leading me on, then why can't this work?" He left me with more questions than answers.
That only stressed him out too. "I can't break up with Julie," he's honest.
Though that hurt. "Oh, right." My voice falls.
Of course, he couldn't break up with Julie, who would? She was everything a guy could ever want. Perfect hair, eyes, and body, she's stellar. It was idiotic to think that he would ever break up with her for me. I'm holding onto a dead horse at this point. My love for him would amount to nothing if we couldn't be together. The more we tried, the more heartbroken we both would be. Even with all that information, why couldn't neither of us let go?
Seeing my sad face, Drew walked up to me cupping my face the only way he knew how. My cheeks instantly warmed at the feeling of him touching me. Everything about this was wrong, but the thought of kissing him after so long drove me insane. It's been so long since I've felt his lips against mine. They were mere inches away from me. Taunting me the more I stared at them. Drew had no idea what he did to me.
Stroking my cheeks, Drew smiled down at me with loving eyes. "Not because I don't want to but because it would cause a lot of drama." That was news to me. "I want to tell you more, Anna, I do but we should save it for another time."
I look at him confused. "Why? What would be different another time?" I just wanted answers.
"It's a very long-winded story and everything I told you about me thus far connects with said story." He spoke.
My lips purse. "We have nothing but time," I say as we are here alone.
His eyes roll. "That's not the point Annabelle."
"What's the point then?" I just don't know what the holdup is.
"The point is, I want to kiss you," he says. "Now are you going to let me or--"
Before he could finish, I stood on my tip-toes to plant my lips on his. My stomach flipped inside as the butterflies erupted. It's nice to know that the feeling I always get hasn't gone away. Even after weeks of not experiencing it, it was still there. Getting wrapped up in him like this would never get old. Feeling my fingers running through his shaggy black hair while his hands squeeze at my back is something I can't get anywhere else. Our relationship is far from perfect, but it was everything for me.
My arms wrap around his neck as we try to stop locking lips. I couldn't help but smile in between as it always made me laugh at how hungry we acted. We were two wild animals barely able to control our impulses. I'm almost happy he came here, but not yet. There was one more thing we needed to do before ending the sneaky parts of our relationship.
Drew holds me close as we rest our foreheads against one another. "I wish I could be with you Annabelle but we're going to have to settle as...friends." It hurt him to say it.
"Right...I have just one more proposal for us though," I say to his shock.
He smirks, looking at me. "Annabelle with proposals? That's my gig," he jokes.
I laugh before going to the bedside drawer and pulling out the thing Cameron gave me after asking him. Drew looked at the condom in my hand with petrified eyes. We've been avoiding it for so long at this point. Dillon told me to be careful, but I think I'm able to tell what I want. What I want is for Drew to have me. After that last instance, the one that ruined everything, I wanted more. There wasn't anything I wanted more than to experience it all with Drew. My request was very wild, but worth it.
Looking panicked, Drew shook his head at me. "No, we can't do that Anna." He was so freaked out; that he called me Anna twice today.
I smirk, not giving up. "We can, Drew. If we're going to just be friends why not go out with a bang?" I asked him. "Literally."
He was hesitant. "I-I don't know. That's a pretty big fucking bang." He was not convinced enough.
"Hold on, is the almighty Drew st-st-stuttering?" I poke at him. "I thought we've been through this Drew, no nervousness." I tease.
His teeth sucked as he saw through my teasing, but it changed his tune a bit. "Are you sure you can handle it?" He asks as his eyes go dark walking closer to me.
The air around us changed along with his demeanor. I was not expecting things to turn so quickly. It made me nervous, but I wouldn't change my stance. We were doing this tonight, and we were making use of this condom. There was too much begging involved for me not to do this. Besides, I'm sure of myself. Despite us not being able to do this the proper way, this was as close as it was going to get.
Gulping, I nod my head as he takes the condom out of my hand. Drew snakes his arm around me before passionately connecting our lips once more. The heat rising between me, Drew lifts me to carry me over to the bed. We start to get a lot more frenzied as he lays me back lifting our shirts over our heads. My bra then comes off as he leaves kisses down my neck. The moment was even more surreal than I ever could have imagined. It was unbelievable.
Drew continues to trail kisses around the top of my body before we both reach for our pants. I take his off first before he does mine. My cheeks go red looking at the thing he's been hiding in his pants this whole time. It was a lot to take in, but I wasn't backing out. I'm a big girl, there wasn't anything I couldn't handle.
Seeing my eyes, Drew smiles lifting my chin to his. "Don't worry, I'll go slow like always."
I took a breath before nodding my head. "Yes...okay."
"Annabelle, we don't--"
"No, no don't say that." I begged, grabbing his arms. "Please."
Looking into my eyes, it's like he was trying to get a read on me before going back in for another kiss. We stopped for a second as he opened the condom to put it on. I bit my lip in anticipation before he came back to me with a lot more force than before. His lips ravaged my body like never before. I softly moan as his hands circle my breast.
My hands found their way in his hair again before he decided to pin them down at either side of my head. Looking at me, he warned me before gently trying to push himself in. He kept with his slow motion, moving in and out to see if he could fit inside. Even with this small motion, my body felt so much pleasure. It was even better than his fingers. Moreso since Drew was getting to be pleased along with me.
It didn't take long before Drew finally got all of himself inside of me. We both yelled out profanities as I had never felt anything like this before. Drew enjoyed it as well, his face showing every emotion on his face. He started back on his motion filling me with undeniable pleasure. With each stroke, I moaned quite loudly. Drew smirked at me before making sounds of his own. That turned me on even more. He sounded otherworldly.
Kissing me once more, he decided it was time to pick up the pace as his strokes got faster. This was the most in one night that I ever cursed. It's like I couldn't control how many things came out of my mouth. Drew was in the same boat as me, pumping and groaning along. If what I had before was an orgasm, this was something entirely different. This time my whole body pulsated along as my hands clutched my sheets. Drew's hands wrap around my waist as he slows down leaning over to kiss my collarbone. My hands wrap around him as I start to regain my composure. It was hot, we were both sweaty, yet I hadn't felt better.
Sure, this was the only time we'd be able to do this but it sure was worth it. Every second.