The Other Side of Silence

The Dreaded Encounter

I got off the elevator and stood directly in the line of sight of Drake. He wore a white dress shirt with two of its buttons undone, black dress pants and a matching black vest slung across his shoulder.

Why is everyone doing this?

From the undone buttons to the vest across the shoulders,

Everything is a turn on.

The shirt was literally so tight that I could see his abs begging to be on full display. My eyes moved up to his messy blonde hair that was messy enough to make you forget all your sorrows.

You may not understand what I just said, but you will in due time.

Trust me.

I could feel his gaze all over my body, his eyes were examining every single curve on my body. From my boobs to my ass to my hips, he just can't get enough.

I smiled at him, earning a smile from him in return.

He's a very cute boy and I hope I have some fun today.

I walked up to him slowly, cat walking my way to where he was, seeing him bite his lip, the same response I got from Wyatt at the Library.

When I finally got to where he was, he wrapped his arm around my waist in a side hug, bringing his face threateningly close to my left ear as he whispered.

"You look so fucking hot tonight. Even prettier than when I first saw you this morning." He finished, making me blush hard at his compliment.

"Thanks." I whispered shyly in response.

"If you're ready then let's head out then." He said, obviously excited, probably even more excited than I am.

"Sure." I said, wanting this date to begin as soon as possible.

He kept his hand around my waist as we walked out of the hotel and towards it's parking lot. We walked for a while before we stopped in front of a grey Ferrari, he let go of my waist and opened the door for me, and I smiled as a thank you before walking in. He closed the door and walked up to the driver's side and got in.

Wyatt did the same thing for me early this morning so why did I get angry at him but smile when Drake did?

That's actually not fair.

I know he hit me, but that's not a good enough reason to get angry at him for such a long period of time.

When I get back to the hotel I'll apologize to him for my actions.

Drake sped off from the parking lot and probably in the direction of the date spot. I thought to myself, why not get to know him more in the car?

"Hey Drake?" I said softly, getting his attention as he briefly looked at me, humming, before looking back at the road.

"Can I ask you a few questions, if you don't mind?"

"Sure you can, go ahead." He said, granting me permission to speak.

"How do you have a car right now? Did you have them ship your car all the way from California here, or?..." I trailed off making him chuckle lightly before answering my question.

"No, I rented the car. I can't have my princess walk all the way to our destination on our first date now can I?" He said his last sentence in a baby voice, making me giggle.

"And besides, I can't walk everywhere I go all throughout this week. I'll have to return the car by the time my class and I are going to Italy the following week." He reasoned, getting an 'Oh' from me.