Sweetest Confusion

Chapter Fifty: Gut Feeling

When I woke up this morning there was a letter on the pillow beside me. I shot up once I recognised the paper.

My heart thudded in my chest and my hands were shaking as I lifted it off the pillow. I felt as though my throat was constricting because I couldn't breathe. I squeezed my eyes shut and took a deep breath.

'Everything is going to be fine.'

'It's just an empty threat'

'Nothing is going to happen.' I changed those phrases repeatedly in my head, trying to convince myself that I shouldn't be scared.

But when I read the note, all the blood from my face drained.

I told you to leave Drew and now it's on your hands.

I had no idea what it meant. I didn't want to find out. All I knew was that this person was in my house and had sneaked past my light sleeper father and into my bedroom. I threw the note alongside the other notes I had received.

I got ready and was eating breakfast when Drew sounded his horn. I said bye to my father and left the house. "Good morning Angel." Drew said huskily as he kissed me.

"Morning." I grinned at him. See everything was fine. I was going to school with my amazing boyfriend and I was going to get through this day.

"I missed you." He said.

"Oh shut up. You're starting to sound like those really cheesy boyfriends." But I still blushed.

"I know. What can I say, I'm just the romantic." He nuzzled my neck.

"Well I like this side of you." I whispered, close to his ear. He shivered and I smiled.

We got to school and strolled to our lockers, well my locker because Drew was too lazy to go to his.

"What lesson do we have now?" I asked him. "And please tell me you know."

He grinned sheepishly. "You're so..."

"I don't think you should finish that sentence." Drew smirked. I didn't have a chance to reply before his lips attacked mine. I felt my resolve breaking an melted into his body. No other guy had made me feel this way.

Drew brought out the most extreme emotions within me. I hated him with every inch of my life. I respected him when he let me unload my crap on him. And I loved him with my heart and soul. When it came to Drew my brain took the back seat and my heart shotgun.

When we kissed I felt as though our souls were communicating. It was that deep. Every second I saw Drew I just wanted to rip his clothes off and do dirty things to him, but I don't think I'd be able to live with the embarrassment after. Perhaps in the privacy of a room in my house.

I was so glad the Drew couldn't read mind because I'm pretty sure I'd never hear the end of it.

"Amazing? Yeah I thought so." Drew smirked at me.

"Shut up. I was going to say sexy but your ego has been inflated enough that I don't think you deserve to be called sexy." I told him.

"Maybe I can change your mind." He winked before kissing me again. Each time our lips met, my breath was taken away. I always laughed at the cliched romance books Taylor read, but now I'm not so sure they were incorrect. Maybe the feeling isn't as extreme as they make it.

We heard the tardy bell ring, but ignored it as we continued kissing. Together we were wrapped up in our own world, where we were safe together.

Where we needs each other.