Don't mess with her

Chapter 19: A fish had nothing on me now

I kissed him.

I'm kissing Drake. Realization hit me and I froze. I took a step back and looked at him.

"What's wrong?" Drake whispered concerned filled his features.

"I'm sorry, I-I shouldn't have." I turned to leave but I knew it wasn't going to be that easy. He grabbed me by my wrist and turned me around. With that move, I collided with his body. He held me close to him, making sure I wouldn't escape.

"No, I'm sorry," he said looking intently at me.

"What for?" I whispered back.

"For not doing this sooner." He kissed me this time with so much force it took my breath away. With one hand he held my head to steady me, and the other on the small of my back creating circles with his thumb. I grabbed the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair. His kiss was strong and passionate. I couldn't think of anything else but him. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance and I let him. His tongue was caressing mine softly which is a big contradiction to the way he was kissing me. We eventually pulled out of the kiss breathless. He rested his forehead on mine with closed eyes.

"I don't know what is it about you, but I just can't stay away," he confessed. I was one word away to literary melt before him.

"I don't want you to." I grabbed his face with both of my hands caressing it lightly. "But please, don't push me away...don't leave me," I whispered and feeling vulnerable I let go of him. I tried with everything in me not to let him see how hurt I feel. Remembering how he set me aside without a reason.

"No, no, no, Emily look at me," he ordered softly taking my face with both of his hands. "I really am sorry. I only did it thinking it was the best thing for you, to keep you safe. I never and I mean it, I never meant to hurt you." His eyes held all the sincerity needed for me to forgive him completely. I know I'm letting him in again, but everyone deserves a second chance and I'm willing to risk it.

I hugged him not liking the separation between us. His arms engulfed me tighter but making sure not to hurt me. These are the things I like about him. The way he's always making sure I'm not hurt.

"I think we should go back." He broke the silence after a while. "Don't want your brothers to castrate me." I giggled at the seriousness of his words and grabbed his extended hand as we walked towards the others.

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"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Drake asked while taking my helmet off.

"Are you insane? I'm never, and I mean it, never going to ride this thing again." I emphasized never for effect.

He laughed and threw an arm over my shoulders walking towards my house.

"Um, where are you going?" He's not following me inside, is he?

"Now, what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't escort my lady to her chambers?"

"Oh, no, no, no. You go back to that machine of yours and go home, it's getting late." I tried to reason with him, but who am I kidding? I'm dealing with Drake here.

"Aren't you coming in?" he asked when he noticed that I stood on the same spot when he informed me that he indeed was coming in to my house.

"Nope, Drake you can't come with me. What if there's one of them inside?" I kept trying. One more shot wouldn't hurt right? He was now standing in front of me.

"Again, you leave me with no choice." He shrugged carelessly.

I widened my eyes knowing what he was about to do. "Don't you even d—" I was cut off, too busy staring at Drake's back. I began to move trying to get out of his hold, but it was useless.

We went inside, and luckily there was no one there. Drake began to make his way upstairs still carrying me over his shoulder. When we arrived at my room, he threw me on the bed.

I scoffed. "So gentleman like." I mocked his previous statement. I threw one of my pillows at him when I saw him smirk. Obviously it took him by surprise and now he was smiling evilly.

"Now, what have I said about starting things that we can't finish?" He came closer to the bed and in a second he raised his hand ready to throw the pillow but missed when I jumped out of the bed and threw him another hitting him on his head. I laughed at his expression. He never thought I could be that fast.

"One thing you need to learn about me, I never listen to boys." I smirked hiding another pillow behind me. "Especially ones that think are bad." I threw the pillow but this time he caught it and ran after me. Now this time I looked like a crazy person running around my room laughing trying not to get caught.

He grabbed me by my waist from the back and I was too busy laughing to try to escape. Once again, he threw me on the bed but this time he hovered over me. He was supporting his weight on his elbows and was caressing my face with both his hands. I got caught on his gaze again but got scared when I saw the lust that filled his eyes.

"D-Drake?" I felt scared I was going to disappoint him but I wasn't ready for anything he was thinking about right now.

"Yes?" Shit, how am I going to say this when his husky tone was making it so hard?

"I-I..." I tried to say something but couldn't form any coherent thought.

"I know," he whispered. "I won't do anything you don't want to, remember?" His smile was small but sincere. I nodded in response. He kissed me softly and sat next to me.

"So, what chick flick do we have for today?" I giggled while I sat next to him.

"Oh, you don't have to endure the torture. Wouldn't want my big and mean bad boy to lose his edge now, would we?" I rolled my eyes and went to grab the remote control.

He raised an eyebrow. "Your big and mean bad boy?" My eyes grew wide when he repeated what I said. A fish had nothing on me now. I opened and closed my mouth so many times it was pathetic now and to top it all off, Drake began to laugh. I sat back on my bed, embarrassed. I couldn't look at him.

"Aw, don't sulk babe." He controlled his laugh, but I refused to look or speak to him. "You aren't going to talk?"

I shrieked when he caught me off guard by placing me on his lap. He cupped my cheek and made me look at him. I looked at him intently.

"I'm yours to take..." he whispered. We got caught staring at each other. A while later he decided to speak. "Aren't you going to say something?"

I got close to his lips, feeling his breath. I looked at his lips until I met his gaze.

"You're so cheesy." His eyes widened in surprise and at that I cracked up. He sat there trying to understand what I just said while I couldn't breathe. I bit my bottom lip trying to control myself when he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Oh really?" He raised his eyebrow, with that he pushed me on the bed and straddled me. "Take it back," he warned.

"Or what?" I asked with a smug look on my face.

He shook his head. "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You shouldn't mess with 'the big and mean bad boy.'"

I was shocked when he took out something and dangled it in his hand...

Handcuffs??

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Hope this doesn't suck. Not that proud of it. Anyways, enjoy :)

Kim <3