Making Him Beg (on hold)

12.5 Night at his house

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Maggies POV

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
-pause- you may be wondering what is happening right now so im going to tell you -unpause-
( 7 hours earlier)

Drew and I had been hanging out at his house for 2 hours now and he hasnt failed at entertaining me yet. When we got home at 3:00 we played video games until the battery in our controllers died. Our batteries lasted for 2 hours and we couldnt get new ones because we had been out of them.

After the batteries in our controllers died we sat there throwing ideas on the table to see what we could do and when i say throw ideas we literally threw them. We each had a notebook and we would write and throw the notebook on the table and then which ever notebook didnt slide off the table won. Turns out your not supposed to throw notebooks at a glass table because now it's cracked.

After the table cracked we just sat there realizing how stupid that idea really was. I then came up with the brilliant idea of going to the park. We walked hand in hand the whole way to the park and eventually we had walked through the park about 5 times. We grabbed some ice cream even though it was 6:00 and the sun was beginning to go down already. The ice cream was soo good. It was perfect and looking at the way Drew was staring at his cone in awe im pretty sure he felt the same way.

We ate the ice cream and grabbed some burgers at the 24-hour diner down the street. I felt someone watching me from the back of the diner but i didnt pay it any mind because there was the perfect guy sitting in front of me. We talked the entire time we ate burgers and Drew kept looking at the back of the restaurant and frowning. I acted like i didnt notice it but when it happened for the twentieth time i decided it was finally time to ask him. "Why do you keep looking back there?" I looked in his eyes searching for the answer. He just shook his head and avoided the question by changing the subject.

The whole night he kept glancing at the back of the room and frowning over and over again. "Drew tell mr what you keep looking at." He looked down. "Drew come on you know you can tell me anything" He looked up at me and stared into my eyes. " Theres a group of guys that keep staring at you and i think one of them Mason" I immediately turned around and there he was looking at me. Mason James looking as bad boy as possible. I turned around and changed the subject. We talked for a few minutes before someone tapped on my shoulder.

***To be continued***