Living With My History Teacher

Chapter 35

"His one night stands are usually blond." I heard a voice say somewhere above me rousing me from sleep. I was going to ignore her. It was definitely Kyrn trying to get me up to do something for her. But the sweet smell of coffee had me thinking otherwise. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find a girl sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning towards me.

"Why didn't you guys have sex?"

I shrieked and hastily moved away from the girl who sat on the edge of the bed staring down at me with a coffee mug in her hand. I bumped into the person lying down behind me.

"The hell is going on?" Drew groaned. I think I might have hit him with my elbow. Slowly, he sat up rubbing sleep away from his eyes. I looked away from the girl who still sat where she was like she hadn't just scared the crap out of me and to Drew.

Damn! The boy was fine. I couldn't look away from him.

He had this just got out of bed look that made him look drop dead sexy and I found my eyes lingering on him way longer than was necessary. His hair was disheveled; his eyes drooped with sleep and for some reason, he was without a shirt.

When we both got in last night after dinner on the school roof, we spent some time just talking as we lay on his bed. I honestly couldn't even remember what we talked about and when I fell asleep last night. But, one thing I remember for sure was that Drew had on his shirt last night. And now, it was mysteriously gone leaving me to stare at a solid six pack.

But, thank goodness I still had my clothes on; which meant that nothing happened between us. I wasn't ready to take that step yet with him or with anyone.

Then, the question that the girl at the foot of Drew's bed asked came to mind. She asked why we didn't have sex. Well, I kind of understand why she asked that. Who wouldn't want to have sex with the guy that lay right next to me?

"Get out of my room." Drew groaned laying back down on his stomach when he caught sight of the girl who had still not moved from her position on the bed.

She rolled her eyes and looked away from Drew and at me. "How were you able to resist my brother's charms? Tell me cause I'd really like to know" She asked, lifting her mug to her lips, her hazel eyes smiling at me above her coffee mug. "And I thought you were into blondes?" She asked staring away from me and at Drew who still lay face down on his bed.

Hearing that, Drew sat up immediately. "Get the f*ck out Hayley," He snarled at her. It was scary and I was sure any other person-even me- would have high tailed it out of there but not her. She smirked as she stared at the both of us. Then, she turned to me.

"You are different from his usual but still, how did you do it?" Her tone was serious but a smile played on her lips as she stared at me. She leaned forward a bit like she was anticipating an answer.

"Um..." I said, sounding rather dumb to my own ears. I honestly couldn't make anything out of what was going on right now. My brain was still fogged with sleep. I couldn't even tell whether she was kidding or being dead serious.

"Hayley if you do not leave now..." He left his sentence hanging on purpose as he fixed her with a heated glare. The girl rolled her eyes and let out a sigh as she got up from the bed and headed towards the door.

"Cony told me to get you guys downstairs for breakfast." She said sparing us a glance over her shoulders. "He made pancakes," she informed us slipping out of the bedroom. At the mention of pancakes, I noticed the tension on Drew's face ease.

"I'm sorry about her." Drew said turning to face me with a smile playing on his lips. I simply nodded doubting I could form words now. What girl would if they were staring at the same thing I currently was?