Runaway

Chapter 12

Drew was sitting in a recliner chair and i was laying on the couch. It was like laying on a cloud. He stands up and grabs a blanket and lays it over my still body.
"Thanks". I whisper.
"No problem. I have one question for you?" he sounds mysterious.
"Ask away." i burp and laugh as well as him.
"How much did you drink tonight?"  I point at him.
"If your thinking rape or anything im gone."
"No no no. I was just wondering."  I try to think but it's to hard.
"Im gonna say 1 beer."
"Wow. You must get drunk easily then."
"What's that mean?" i try to act serious but it doesn't work.
"You act like you had 16." i laugh at the same time as him. I look at him for a serious moment.
"Want to play a game?" i say.
"Sure. What is it." I tell him the same thing Lindsay told me but instead of drinking beer, the other person has to tell them a dare. He agrees to play the game.
"Do you like anyone at work?" i ask.
"Dare." he says. I try to think of a good dare.
"Lick the wall." i point at the wall behind him. He gets up and does what he is told. He sits back down so fluently. He looks at me.
"If you had to choose between me or Mr.Montgomery who would you date?" I shoot him a look.
"You, 100% all the way." i say with confidence. He laughs and his cheeks turn red. We stare into each others eyes. I break the silence by coughing and i look away. We play this game for quite awhile like 2 teenagers in high school. I look at the clock at the same time as him.
"Well i guess we better get some sleep." he yawns which makes me yawn. He stands up and heads to the kitchen. I look up at the ceiling, thoughts swarming in my brain. He walks back in and walks past me to the fireplace. I got a hint of his cologne he was wearing. I smile. I shoot up and go run upstairs. I run into a bedroom and shut the door and laugh. I hear him running up the stairs and he swings the door open and laughs. He tackles me on the bed and stars to tickle me. I hit him on his arms but not to hard. We fall together on the bed. Him on top of me. I could smell his breathe and just like that we kiss. His lips glued to mine. His kiss taste sweet and sour at the same time. It was a perfect combination. He pulls apart and gets up, his cheeks red like he is embarrassed.
"Sorry." he choked out.  I laugh.
"Don't be." I can feel my cheeks turn hot red but i don't care. He laughs and walks out the door. I run to the door frame and see him walk the down the hallway.
"Where are you going"? I holler at him.
"To bed. We both need it. Good-night." and he slams the door shut.
"Good-night." i whisper.