drizzy | n. maloley

drizzy : [n.m.]

he glared at garret, following his every move as he walked across the room.

by now he was tired and annoyed. he's been stuck in this cold nerve racking room for about 4 hours now.

finally he spoke, "let's talk about someone in particular."

his dried red eyes met with the tall man as he stopped in the middle of the room, the table separating the both of them. which, actually was a good seeing as how nate was on the verge of strangling the hell out of him.

"kaiden finn walker"

without hesitation nate tangled and struggled in the cuffs getting out of the chair. no-one has said that name in forever. 1 year to be exact. hearing that name angered him, it brings him back to that night and of course garret knew that.

seeing nate get mad made garret's little heart amused. he started chuckling along with his bodyguard who was standing in the far right corner. second by second nate's blood started boiling inside. getting angrier and angrier, his nostrils flared as he let out an angry, but shaky breath.

"tell me about her," garret's voice said filled with demand and muse just like every other question that has been thrown at him earlier that night. pushing the chair and table out of the way, garret cocked one of his eyebrows, leaning down to eye level growing impatient.

nate stares right into garret's eyes, contemplating what he should do next. 30 seconds had passed by and the tension in the air was thicker than ever. finally, coming to a decision nate chuckled his infamous chilling chuckle. he moved his head to side for a few seconds and without hesitation he turned his head back around and spit in garret's face.

garret immediately backed away,wiping his face in the process. the bodyguard in the far right stepped forward, but quickly came to a stop when his bosses voice boomed through the room.

"tyler," he chuckled. "there's no need to be like that now is there?"

standing up straight from his current position, he spit on the wooden floor walking out leaving nate to be engulfed in darkness. once again leaving him in his thoughts. leaving him to think that if he was there that night he wouldn't be here, cuffed to a chair.

little did he know the "type of girl drake writes songs about" was in the next room over thinking the exact same things.

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omg, i'm excited to write this book!! it's been in my notes for so long and i'm finally putting it on here.

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