Sabrina's POV
I walked to art class with hopes that Harry would be here after his injuries. Even though I've known him for a short time, I can't help but to wonder if he's okay or not.
Getting to class I saw him sitting in the corner like usual. He didn't look too bad except for a cut on his lip but his bruises didn't seem to noticeable till I got up close.
"Harry,how you doing?" I asked walking over to my own desk. He ignored me and kept drawing with his arm covering his picture.
I sighed.
"Harry?" I said a bit more loudly in case he didn't hear me.
He made eye contact with me for a second and then looked back down at his drawing.
I gave up on socialising with him for the lesson and then sat in my seat with my book out.
He turned his head towards me
" is Mr.Graham your boyfriend?" He asked. I was completely surprised from it and felt my breath hitch in my throat.
I then remember him seeing Drake with me in the hospital.
" Er well Er " I stuttered
"And be honest with me"he added.
"I'll answer your question if you tell me who beat you up last week" I retaliated.
"Forget it" he went back to drawing.
I really wanted to know, I mean I might not even know the person since I'm still slightly new to this school but whoever it is should get in trouble for it.
I decided to end the conversation there and I was quiet for the rest of the lesson.
The teacher usually just gave us instructions on what to do and then just leave us to it.
Since our term topic was Emotions,today we were instructed to draw an eye filled with recent objects or images we've seen recently that we thought looked cool.
I've always had a secret passion for art for some reason. I mean it's not something that I would do in my spare time but I've had my fair share of praises from my art teachers.
*After School*
As I made my way home (by foot since I just felt like walking today) Drake called me.
"Hey are you doing anything today?"
He asked me straight away.
" no not much" I replied to him while nearing my road. There was a heat wave currently and my bag felt heavier than usual.
" well... Can I take you on a date tonight?" He said. My heart leaped at his words, it felt good and affectionate even though the date has not even happened yet.
"Yeah that'd be nice" I said trying to contain my butterflies. Even though me and Drake are so close I can't help but feel nervous at this.
A Date!
Its not like I haven't been on a lot more and I have been on one with him before but that was completely casual and laid back.
"So shall I come to your house?" I obliged him.
"No no, I'll come and pick you up, that's how it goes in all the movies" he chuckled on the other line. "About 6?"
"Cool well, see you later" I say realising I had passed my door.
"Bye" I hear him say before I hung up and run backwards to my house.
I unlock the door and find my mom coming out of the kitchen with her apron on.
"First time in a long time that you've actually come home from school" I ignored her but then felt my stomach rumble.
I tried to avoid her as I went on my search through the fridge for a snack to eat. It wasn't easy as she stood right next to me with judgemental eyes.
"So are you going to tell me about the boy?" She said now crossing her arms. I felt like rolling my eyes at her attempt to enter my love-life.
"It's just a guy" I said grabbing a Dr.Pepper.
"What's his name?" I sighed and popped open the can of coke.
"Drake"
"And your dad said he's a older guy, you know that most males only go into relationships for "
" okay mom stop, you've already had this chat with me when I was like 13"
I cringed at the memory.
We had moved in to a new place and I had discovered the boy next door to me had a crush on me. So naturally my parents did the embarrassing talk with us both sat in the living room. I think they scared him off because he avoided me a lot after that day.
I ran upstairs and chucked my backpack to the side and started getting undressed.
I then raided my wardrobe in search for something decent to wear.
I wish I asked Drake what we were doing so that I could at least not embarrass myself.
As a result I called Drake and actually asked him. He said that it was not too overly fancy but I should just come in whatever I wanted.
'Not too overly fancy' was all I picked up from that conversation so I began looking through my dresses.
Realising that none of my dresses came up to my expectations I started searching in my moms room.
I looked through a bunch but then came to a conclusion with a purple sequinned one and a plain black one.
" I would recommend the black one, it's a lot more elegant" my mom said coming into the room. I picked it up and put it to the side as I started silently putting the dresses back.
I did my own make up and then put the dress on. I finished right on time as the door bell rang.
I ran downstairs as fast as I could in these heels.
I open the door seeing Drake and my dad standing side by side. I widened my eyes.
"Me and Drake were just having a little chat" my dad said coming into the house "you enjoy yourself tonight honey" my dad said before kissing my forehead. I stepped out of the house and my dad shut the door after giving a wave and the fakest smile ever.
"You look gorgeous" Drake said taking both of my hands in his and pulling me into him. We hugged tightly and he picked me up and swirled us around.
I couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm.
He put me back down and I took his hand to start walking to his Range Rover.
As he drove I couldn't help but keep glancing over at him. He looked too hot in that suit!
"We're here!" Drake said turning into a parking lot. There was a chain of restaurants here so I didn't know which one we would be going into but they all looked pretty upper class.
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Inexplicable (Drake)
Teen FictionSabrina's new to the school but she meets this amazing teacher who is so right for her but so wrong. Will his secrets or her parents destroy their love? Or will they survive all the obstacles that threaten what they have.