Fall For Him, Not Her.

Chapter Thirteen.

I yawned, sitting in the living room watching some show with Emma and Zeke.
From how our expressions were, you could say the show was boring the hell out of each of us.
I felt tingly, knowing I was dating Zeke as Drew, but to him.. he was dating just me, there was no him or her. He wanted me, for me.
I guess, I had to accept it.
Regardless, I was beyond happy to be called his.
It was still gay, and I tell him that to his face.
Of course, he gets annoyed and kisses me.

"Dads working late, you guys want take out?" Emma asked in a bored tone.
Zeke blinked, looking to us.
"Or.. I can cook something." He suggested.
"Holy shit, he actually cooks?" Emma gasped.
Zeke shot her a look.
I smiled softly, looking at him amused.
"You can cook?" I asked.
Zeke smirked bitterly.
"Without poison, yes. What sounds good?" He asked.
"Meat." Emma moaned, and I could of swore.. she was drooling.

Zeke looked to me.
"Wanna be my little helper?" He asked.
"Are you calling me little, cause I'm shorter than you?" I asked him, my brow arched.
Zeke placed both of his hands on the sides of my face, pushing my lips together.
"You are so fucking cute, you know that? But no." He pressed his lips to mine quick, before escaping from the floor.
"You hurt my face!" I whined.
"I can hurt your ass, if you don't get it off the floor." Zeke smirked deviously at me.
"You two are gay." Emma laughed.

Zeke helped me to my feet, before we ran off to the kitchen.
"Hmm... what kind of meat, would you prefer?" He asked, looking in the freezer.
I smiled softly at him.
"Pork chops?" I suggested.
"You wanna eat a pig?" He asked, brow arching.
I blinked.
"Hamburger?" I suggested again.
"Oh now, a cow?" He crossed his arms.
I began flailing my arms up and down.
"You asked me!" I screeched.
Zeke was laughing at this point, before pulling out the pork chops.
"Calm down, I'm teasing." He laughed.

"Drew.. have you ever cooked mac and cheese before..?" Zeke asked, peering over me, his body pressed against my back as I stared at the noodles that looked white.
"I'm pretty sure.. noodles are originally white, right..?" I asked him.
Zeke snorted.
"You're supposed to be helping me, not murdering noodles." He smirked.
I pouted.
"Maybe they'll taste fine." I defended.
Zeke shrugged.
"I hope." He laughed going back to chopping up the tomatoes and carrots.
I watched him for the longest time too.
"Drew, the water!" Zeke hissed.
"Wha? OH SHIT!"

"Why are the noodles huge...?" Emma asked as we sat at the table.
All of us, looking at my poor excuse of mac and cheese.
Zeke was grinning the whole time.
"Someone can't cook, worth shit. Screw my poison, be cautious when you eat those noodles." He laughed.
Emma cracked a grin, looking to me.
I was pouting hardcore now, I shoved the extra large noodle into my mouth.
My eyes widened.
Zeke and Emma looked at me curiously.
I smiled.
"They taste fine." I lied through my teeth.

Zeke squinted his eyes at me.
Emma stuck a noodle in her mouth, seconds later, she stuck her tongue out letting the noodle roll out and hit her plate.
She glared at me.
"You gonna go to hell for lying." She hissed.
I was laughing now, bemused.

Zeke shook his head.
"I'll deal with your brother later." He told her.
Emma blinked, before smirking deviously.
"Okay." She grinned.
I felt nervous now.
This is what happens, when I wanna have fun.

"Are you going to stay the night?" I asked him.
Zeke looked at me, from the magazine on my bed.
"Hmm, dunno.. do you want me to?" He asked.
I crawled onto the bed with him, laying on top of him with all of my weight.
He arched a brow, smirking before he sat the magazine down then cupped my ass with both of his hands.
I buried my face in his neck.
"Kinda, but its up to you." I told him.
"If I leave, I know you'll miss me too much, plus I have school as well tomorrow; unlike you and Klay." He grinned, squeezing and massaging my butt now.

I groaned softly.
"Skip." I told him.
I felt his chest vibrating from laughing now, I looked at him.
Zeke grinned at me.
"Now, why would I skip? So you can be selfish?" He asked.
I blushed, but nodded.
Zeke's hands slipped under my shorts now, earning my cheeks to darken.
"You gonna be a little shit by ruining our moment in my car again?" He asked.
I smirked.

"Did you wash your hands?" I asked but yelped being thrown off of him, onto the opposite side of the bed.

Later that night, we ended up doing the gayest thing, couples do.
We cuddled.
My face was buried in his chest, his arms holding me as we slept soundly.
I yawned softly, wanting to turn.
The position got uncomfortable after a while.
I wasn't sure, how girls or guys did this.

I thought I was going to get a crick in my neck.
My eyes began to flutter, until they opened.

The moon shinned into my room, hitting Zeke in the face.
He looked so calm and relaxed as he slept.

"Its rude to stare." He whispered.
I jumped, looking at him.
This grin appeared on his face, before his tired silver blue eyes opened.
I looked at him.
"I wasn't staring, just observing." I defended.

"That's still staring, babe." He smirked softly.
I rolled my eyes, yawning softly.
"Did I wake you up?" I asked.
"From the constant trying to escape my hold? Nah." He joked.

I looked at him.
"The position got uncomfortable." I said now.
Zeke arched a brow.
"Why didn't you move?" He asked.
"I didn't wanna wake you." I said.
"Too late." He laughed.
I yelped, when he pulled me onto him completely.
He smiled tired at me.
"I love this position, its the perfect position to ride my di-"
"Goodnight, Zeke." I laughed.

The next day, I woke up to a empty bed.
I was kind of upset, knowing he still left.
I stretched, escaping from my beds clutches then exited my room.
The smell of bacon and syrup filled the air.
It also made my stomach growl.
I figured it was dad cooking, so I took the chance to take a shower then devour whatever was cooked.

I turned into Winnie the moment, I stepped into the shower.
I didn't want to abuse the locket, so I figured today  I would be a girl.
Exiting the bathroom, with damp hair now.
I walked into the kitchen, to only stop in my tracks.

Zeke stood at the stove, before he turned to me.
This smirk appeared on his face.
"Decide to wake up, princess?" He asked.
I blinked confused at him.
"I thought you left?" I asked.
Zeke shrugged.
"Nah, I figured I'd let you be selfish every once and a while, are you going to be a girl today?" He asked.
I nodded, walking up to him.
Zeke nodded with a soft smile.
"That's good, just be you, that's all I want you to do." He told me.

I smiled softly, with a nod.
I leaned up, pecking him gently on the cheek.
He sat the spatula down, before pressing his lips to mine now.
I fell into his kiss.
Maybe Zeke was for me, maybe things would turn out great for us.
Maybe nothing bad would happen..

But, everyone knows.
Once you get too happy about something, something tragic always happens next.






Hey! As promised, I updated today.
I decided to give this chapter to the couple, plus Emma.
A lot is fixing to happen.
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I enjoyed Zeke's acceptance for Drew's gender.
He doesn't like just one, he likes them both.
He favors Drew's kisses, but he favors Winnie's softness.
There will be more fluff and teasing later on.

Until then everyone.
~Celty Kana Rain.