i said you are all i need, yeah // k.s.

Chapter 2

SCARLET'S POV

For the rest of the ride Drew and I just talked about life, new and old things, memories; it felt great to just be able to forget about being pregnant for awhile. I was actually having fun, and I loved every second of it. It was cool to be able to hang out with my cousin and laugh. We haven't been able to do that in a long while.

We soon pulled up into the driveway of a large blue house that sat directly next to the beach, the sun shining down on the area perfectly. It was really beautiful. I have a feeling I'm going to really like it here..hopefully.

The car stopped to a halt, and Drew let out a quiet sigh and turned to me with a small reassuring smile. "We're here. Ready to go meet the boys?"

I smiled back, and nodded. "Yeah, I am." I hopped out of the car and shut the door, to be automatically met with a slight, cold breeze which caused my blonde hair to blow slightly with the wind. I looked out at the beach, the water shining with little sparkly crystals ontop of the clear blue liquid. The sand was a golden brown, warm and wet at the waters edge where the two met. It was probably the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen.

"It's so beautiful," I whispered, gazing down at the breathtaking sight. I'd never seen anything like it. I think I like this place already.

"Keats picked the house," Drew said, walking over to me and looking out at the view as well. "He's the one that ushered us into buying this one. Glad he did. This place is really sweet."

After a minute of enjoying the weather and view, we decided that it was time to go in, and plus Drew really wanted to show me the rest of the house. I couldn't wait either;I really wanted to see the house too! If it was gorgeous on the outside, it has to be a thousand times more breathtaking on the inside.

He led me up the stairs to the front door, and smiled at me before he opened the door and walked in. I followed right behind, my heart racing a thousand beats per minute. So many questions ran through my head at once. What if Keaton and Wesley didn't like me? What if they thought I was some whore who got pregnant by a random guy? What if they thought Drew was stupid to let a girl like me stay with them?

I took a deep breath and tried to relax myself as we entered the living room area. I took a quick look around. The living space was absolutely beautiful. The area was wide and spacious, a diamond chandelier hung above us on the ceiling, sparkling in the sunlight that came in through the open windows. There was a tiny fireplace on one wall of the room. A large flat screen sat in the middle of the room, and three beige sofas surrounding it. The floor was a fine wood, shiny and clean. It was probably the most gorgeous living room I had ever seen.

"Keats! Wes! I've got someone here who I'd like you to meet!" Drew called into the rooms of the house, and I felt a feeling on unease enter my stomach. I suddenly felt really sick, like I had to throw up, for no apparent reason. I was fine one second, the next feeling like utter crap. Well, that's what you get with being pregnant.

"Uh Drew, where's the bathroom?" I asked quickly, covering my hand over my mouth as I prayed that I wouldn't throw up until I had reached either a toilet or a sink to dispose of my vomit.

"The first door over there," he answered, pointing to a brown door that sat not too far away from where we stood. Maybe I could actually make it.

I took off towards the bathroom, my hand over my mouth as I tried to hold it in just a bit longer. I thought I was going to make it, when I reached the door and realized it was shut. Someone must be in there. Oh, well this is awesome. Now I just might end up throwing up over their breathtaking floor. Perfect.

Thankfully, the door opened then, and my eyes met with the most beautiful face I had ever seen. He was young, probably the same age as me-sixteen. His hair was side swept, a light brown in color. He had a snapback on, which only made him look even hotter. His eyes were a piercing blue, and they looked as if they could stare straight into your soul.