When I woke up, I was lying in my bed. Either I, or someone else, had changed me into my pajamas sometime last night. I wasn't under the covers, and I could feel Drake's arms around me. When I flipped over to look at him, he kissed me on the nose.
“Good morning, babe.”
“Hi.” I whispered, softly.
Drake gently pulled me closer to him, and nuzzled his face in my neck.
“Care to tell me what happened last night?” He asked, gently planting kisses on my neck.
“Not really. Where's Michaela?” I started to get up, and Drake loosened his grip to allow me.
“She slept on the couch in the living room. She said that when she was trying to help you change, you were crying hysterically.”
“That was her?” I asked, to no one in particular, as I went out into the living room.
Michaela was sitting up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, eating cereal and watching Family Feud. Amber was with her, sitting in the loveseat and eating a piece of toast.
“Hey.” I said, sitting down next to Michaela.
“I'm sorry about last night.” Michaela turned to face me, a sad look on her face.
“I should be sorry. I'm just glad you were there, and I didn't relapse.” I said, wrapping my arms around Michaela's neck and laying my head on her shoulder.
Drake came out of my bedroom a few minutes later and waved at us all before continuing on to the kitchen. He came back with dry cereal. I straightened myself, just as Drake planted himself on the floor in front of me. He allowed me to drape my legs over his shoulders, as we sat in silence.
Soon after, Amber left for her university and it was just Michaela, Drake, and I.
When Michaela had left to put her cereal bowl in the kitchen, Drake got up on the couch with me.
He kissed me on the lips gently, and whispered, “I don't want to leave you, babe, but I feel like if I don't leave soon, Aris and Brandi will freak.”
“Want me to walk with you back?” I whispered, kissing him again.
“I would love that.” We stayed on the couch, kissing for a few more minutes, before Drake pulled away to let me change.
“Want to come with me to walk Drake home?” I asked Michaela, as I pulled on my studded tights and black lace skirt.
“If you guys don't mind.” She replied, passing me my black TOMS and a peter pan collared shirt.
Michaela didn't want to make us wait long, so she grabbed the first thing in her suitcase and pulled it on. It ended up being a dress; puffy skirt and tight, sleeveless bust.
“Oh my gosh.” Michaela groaned at the sight of the dress, causing me to giggle. “Why did I even pack this?” She wondered, as she pulled on her TOMS and grabbed a zip up.
“Ready.” I said, grabbing my cross body from the hook and was about to open the front door.
“Do you want to invite Michaela? I wouldn't want to leave her here.” Drake asked hesitantly, glancing back at my bedroom.
“I already did.” I said, just as Michaela came out of my bedroom with her bag.
“Nice dress, Michaela.” Drake snickered. Michaela gave him a death glare, and he quieted down. “Okay, let's go.” Drake said, letting Michaela and I go in front of him out the door.
