☆love lost~ drew starkey☆

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*this fic includes suggestive content and harsh language*

dahlia murphy was born and raised in hickory north carolina. her mother passed when she was 15, leaving her to take care of her little brother isaac and her father.

when dahlia was 16 she met drew, he was tall and funny and helped her to cope with her mother's passing. when dahlia met drew; he had a girlfriend named megan. megan was pretty and popular and had everything that dahlia wanted, good grades, a mom and a dad, and she had drew.

megan didn't like how close drew was with dahlia, they'd hang out constantly; always sitting with each other in class, drew would drive dahlia home from school, they'd show up to parties together... you get it.

one day before first period, dahlia went to the bathroom before the bell to check her makeup; it was a rainy morning so she wanted to make sure her mascara hadn't smudged.

while looking in the mirror; the door opened revealing megan. "hey lia" megan fake smiled.

dahlia cringed at megan using her nickname, the only people that called her lia where her mother and drew. "morning meg" dahlia said in a casual tone.

dahlia figured that the conversation would end there but it didn't "isn't drew the best?" megan asked.

"he likes to think so" dahlia shrugged.

"well... i just wanted to tell you that this sad 'my mom died feel bad for me' act is gonna get old" megan sneered "you can't pine after drew forever".

"i'm not pining over drew he's my best friend" dahlia tried to explain.

"yeah... whatever all i'm saying is you need to back off" megan warned.

dahlia thought about what megan had said to her all day, how she tried to pretend like she knew anything about dahlia... fuck her.

at the end of the day; dahlia stood at her locker, unloading her backpack and picking out the necessary textbooks and notebooks that she'd need to take home. drew approached her "hey man" he greeted her.

"what's up" she nodded coldly not looking up at him.

"what's got you down?" he asked taking her bag out of her hands as she closed her locker and faced him.

"your girlfriend harassed me in the bathroom this morning, said some shit about how i'm milking my mom's death to have you in my life or some bulshit" dahlia explained.

drew looked shocked "okay first off; she's not my girlfriend as of-" drew looked at his wrist, pretending that he was wearing a watch "i don't know like an hour ago" he shrugged "and second off; fuck her she doesn't know shit".

"yo rewind, why did you guys break up?" dahlia asked hoping that she wasn't too obviously happy.

"uh well, i found out that she slept with carl donnely" drew shrugged, not a drop of sadness to be seen on him.

"ew carl donnely?! she seriously needs therapy" dahlia laughed.

as the two joked about the situation at hand, megan approached. "drew, we need to talk" megan interrupted dahlia in the middle of her sentence.