*Drew POV*
I stand outside Saviah's bed room and listen to see if she's in there. I don't feel any life behind the door and I just stand there.
Even if she was there, what am I gonna say?
Saviah, I know I haven't spoken to you or seen you in three months and six days, but I just want you to know that I've been thinking about you and....
I shake my head. That sounded gay. I'm not gonna let her feel like I NEED her or I'm obsessed with her.
Drew Fuentes doesn't obsess over no girl. I don't care how hot she is.
I turn to walk back down stairs and stop in my tracks. Saviah stands there; a towel wrapped around her body. Tiny drops of water dots her chest and her hair hangs wet over her shoulders.
Damn...
"Why are you in my house?" She asks.
Play it cool.
I shove my hands in my pockets and lean against the wall. "Why aren't you dressed?" Smooth.
She rolls her eyes. "I just got out of the shower, you pervert."
"Without me?" She stares at me and I smirk at her. When she doesn't smile back, I put on a serious look. "I missed you, Saviah."
She walks past me and she opens her room. "Why is Jules down stairs?"
I walk in after her and she shoots me a look. "We're here to speak to your mom."
"About what?"
"Something."
She shakes her head at me slowly. "How many secrets are you going to keep from me?"
I raise an eye brow and pretend to be thinking while looking down at my fingers. "About ten more." She looked hurt by my answer and I sigh. "Its not a secret. I was told to come get you so you can talk with us but it looks like your busy."
My eyes wonder all over her body and her cheeks burn red. "Get out so I can get dressed."
"Sorry," I said, walking towards her bed. "I don't see me walking back down those stairs." I jump onto her bed and it groans from my weight.
She crosses her arms. "I'm not playing with you, Drew."
"You don't have to. I can play with myself."
Her eyes widened and I laugh. She storms over towards me and grabs one of her pillows then swat me with it.
"Get out!"
I smile at her and how cute she looks. I play along with her and pretend to be hurt. "Ow! Oh no! Saviah stop! I can't! It hurts!"
She laughs and I wrap my arms around her. I pull her down onto the bed and her towel starts to loosen up. She presses her lips to mine and I kiss her back. I can hear her heart racing and my fangs start to grow in as I grip her tighter. She whimpers and I kiss her down her neck. I can hear her call my name and it turns me on even more.
"Drew!"
I open my eyes and my mouth was pressed to her neck. She calls my name again and this time I jump up. I nearly trip over my own foot and I stare at her. We both were panting and she grips her neck.
"Did I bite you?" I ask, my hands trembling.
She shakes her head and I run my hands over my face.
"Drew." My hands are removed from my face and she grabs my face. "Why can't you turn me?" I look her in her eyes and she looks down at my lips. "You come see me and apologize for leaving me for months then go off and do it again."
"Its not-"
"I know its not your fault," she cuts me off and runs her hands through my hair. "I want to be with you, Drew. I can give up all my fame and popularity and all those other things I do. I can go with you."
I stare at her. My hand brushes her hair back from her face. I start to think about all the pain and suffering she would be in if I did turn her. If I bit her right now, she would be screaming and crying. I can't do that.
I clear my throat and look away from her. "Get dressed and meet us down stairs."
"Drew.."
I remove her hands and place a kiss on her lips. Then I walk out; closing the door behind me.
