The Track Star Meets The Bad Boy

Dinner and Suprises

I sat in my room studying after Drew left. He asked me on a date. We were going to the pizza place tonight. Now I had to catch up on homework.
"Hey Hazel!" Confused I looked at my window and saw Drew in his room looking at me. I opened the window and raised an eyebrow. "You look hot when your studying." He smirked at me.
"I would say the same but you never study." I smirked back.
"Oh babe please. We are leaving in an hour. Shouldn't you start getting ready?" He asked.
"Nah, I'm just gonna wing it." He looked at me in shock.
"What?" I asked.
"I have never heard a girl say she would wing it on a date."
"You have now." I said as I left my window open and went back to studying.
"Is your dad home?" He asked.
"No." Suddenly I heard a light thump. I looked up and saw Drew was in my room. He walked over to me and bent over me kissing me while I was still in the chair. I swear this man. We made out for about 30 minutes and talked about 20 before I said I had to get dressed so he left. I threw on a pair of silver jeans and a black t-shirt. I slipped on my black combat boots that I got from the mall. I walked down stairs and met Drew for our date. He looked me up and down licking his lips. When he met my eyes, I smirked. He smirked back and pulled me out the door. We walked to the pizza place talking about food. When we got there we sat down and waited for the waitress.
"Why did your dad leave us there alone?" He asked suddenly.
"He's laid back." I shrugged.
"Most dads would flip."
"Yea well not mine."
"Hi I'm your waitress." Said a preppy blond who batted her eyelashes and shoved her cleavage in Drew's face. Drew smirked at me before turning to the waitress and flirting with her.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Jessica." She said in a 'sexy' voice.
"That's a pretty name. I'm Drew." She glanced over at me and sighed a sigh of relief.
"That's sexy." She whispered, touching his face.
I was about to step into this because I was starving. "Okay listen bitch, your a waitress. Do your job and quit flirting with people. Now be a good little servant and take our order. Ok?" I smiled while she glared at me.
"What did you say to me, slut?" Oh no she didn't.
"Excuse me?" I asked getting up. Her eyes widened.
"Nothing. What can I get you?"
"Pepperoni." Drew said. I didn't sit back down until she disappeared into the kitchen.
"You should stick to someone who can defend themselves." I said as I took a drink.
"Oh, she's not my type." I scoffed.
"You don't have a type. You fuck anything with a heartbeat."
He grinned at me as our waitress came back. Drew only stared at me as I glare at the waitress. She ran away and I turned to Drew.
"Your sexy when your jealous."
"I'm not jealous. I want my food." I commented eating my first slice.
"Your jealous." He confirmed.
"No."
"Yes." This went on for a while. Soon he just leaned over and kissed me stopping me from saying anything. I kissed back after a little bit. We kissed like that for a little bit. Then we went back to talking. We didn't get to deep but that is understandable. We just got to know each other. He walked me home with his arm draped over my shoulders. My arms felt like they were on fire. Sparks everywhere. When I got home I smiled at him.
"Tonight was ok." I smirked as his face fell. "But I loved it." I smiled and kissed his cheek before running into my house. I frowned when no one was home. I looked for a note and found one. The note said, 'Hazel, we had to leave last minute. You must go stay with the neighbors. They know that your suppose to go, SO DONT TRY AND GET OUT OF IT! We will be gone for 4 months. Be there by 10:00 p.m. Love you, mom and dad'. I sighed as someone knocked on the front door. I walked up to it and saw Drew when I opened it. I frowned but he smirked.
"My parents sent me to get you, housemate." I groaned and drug myself upstairs to pack my things. I through a bunch of stuff in a duffel bag, that included a bathing suit and all my belly button piercings.
"Hurry." Drew said sitting down on my bed. I glared at him for a minute before I went back to trying to zip up my suitcase. When I finally got it zipped up, Drew took it and we walked over to his house.
"Welcome sweetie." Drew's mother, Sandy, said.
"Great to be here." I huffed.
"Your room is by Drew's . Now there is a door leading from his room into yours but he promised never to use it." I nodded and Drew took me to my room.
"Now I may have promised my mom I wouldn't use that door but that is not a sure thing." He smirked before walking out, leaving me speechless.