Chapter 41
"Drake not so hard," I said breathlessly.
"You can take it," Drake replied his face focused.
"Tell me if I'm wrong but I swear you're trying to hit my face."
All morning Drake's been weird, I kicked him out of my room last night once he tried to take off my shirt.
"Let's take a break," Drake suddenly said without even glancing at me. He turned around and grabbed his water.
So to keep you informed this is what happened last night...
Drake flipped us over so that my back landed on the bed. He laid on top of me kissing me from my lips to my jaw then to my neck. My body felt hot and I was starting to get sleepy. Drake moved back up his lips hovering over mine in a teasing manner. I gazed into his eyes and for a second I was ready to fall... fall where?
Suddenly it was like I was kicked into a pool, kind of like the expression where a bucket of water was poured on you, except in my case I was freaking kicked Spartan style- butt naked kicked into a pool. "Drake?" I said my body freezing.
For some reason Drake thought I loosened up and his fingers played along the bottom of my shirt slowly peeling the fabric upward. My heart was bursting and my mind was in overdrive as Drake lifted himself over me and was lifting my shirt off.
I acted instinctively and my knee went flying up. Drake's eyes widened as he jumped high, my knee barely touching him.
"What the... Duck?" He looked at me confused and panicked.
"Get out..."
I didn't say anything else. I didn't move or make a expression. I was just there. My first kiss... taken by Drake.
And so that leads us to here. Awkwardly still training in the morning. I looked toward Drake and he had his eyes closed and his hand furiously rubbing his head as he was lost in thought.
"Fuck it, training is done I'll text you later." Without another word eh stormed out of the gym.
I knew this was my fault. Yesterday I don't know what happened. But I know I don't want Drake. If I thought about it more, Drake would go for anyone. I just wanted to be loved.
I wanted Chase, I wanted to feel affection from him. I sat down and sighed heavily. I wanted to cry thinking about Drake being my first kiss. It felt amazing, mind blowing. But I always wanted to have my first kiss with my first boyfriend, someone I loved and who loved me.
"If you two are done with the gym I'll take it now," Al said with a bored expression.
"Sure." I packed up my stuff. I wanted to get out of there fast but no matter how quick I tried to get out of there Al doesn't really know how to shut up.
"You had some balls pulling a stunt like yesterday with me," Al said looking at me with contempt.
"Yeah I won't be messing with you and Chase anymore," I said earnestly as I turned to look at her.
"Okay.. and about what you heard."
"You don't have to explain yourself, not to me," I replied. She looked a little relieved.
"Well just so you know, Chase deserves someone good," She gave me a small, almost admirable smile.
And in that moment I didn't hate her. It wasn't because she was telling me I'm good and that she's done chasing Chase, but because I felt like this was the real her. Every time I saw her was wearing this aggressive mask to protect herself. But I think yesterday she took it off.
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