"Are you sure they'll like me?" I asked Drew for the fifth time.
''Of course. Why are you still asking?"
"Because it's unexpected. I don't want to seem like a nuisance"
"Let's go"
I told him about Damien and I. He was angry about it at first but cooled down after a bit. He was just mad that I wasn't honest with him from the beginning. I apologized and he let it go. It isn't much of a big deal anyways.
Since the night is still young, we decided to go over to his house.
He held my hand as we entered his house. It was actually very nice and neat too. Sure, it isn't a mansion but it seemed very cozy and cute. It's definitely a place you would love to stay in and drink hot chocolate on a snow day.
I felt at home immediately. It had a warm vibe to it.
A little girl who I assumed is his sister was on the floor watching TV. Her eyes lit up when she saw Drew.
"Big brother!"
She ran over to hug him. She was so cute. She looked about six years old. She had blond hair and pretty eyes.
''Hi sweetie" he replied, dropping her on the floor.
"Hello" I smiled at her.
I crouched down to her level.
"Hi" she greeted cheerfully "My name's Abby. What's yours?"
"Bella"
"That's a pretty name"
"You're a pretty girl"
"Thank you. It's nice to meet you"
She gave me a hug. My heart literally melted.
A voice was heard from inside the house "Drew, is that you?"
A woman came out. I guess it's his foster mom.
"Hey mom. I brought my girlfriend home"
She smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. She's so pretty and she has such a friendly energy.
"Hi. I'm Bella"
She hugged me.
"It's nice to have you here, dear. My name is Sharon. You're so beautiful"
"Thank you, ma'am. So are you"
"Thank you, darling. Come have a seat"
"I actually brought her here so we could talk privately" Drew said.
"I see. Maybe some other time we'll get to talk"
"Yes ma'am"
What a nice family. My mom could never be this welcoming to a stranger especially if it's unexpected.
Drew took me upstairs to his room. It was exactly what I expected; dark and grunge but neat nonetheless. It's way neater than I expected.
He had a lot of space. There was a bed in the middle with black bedsheets. I never even knew those existed.
His wall was filled with some dark anime posters. By the side of his room, were two chairs.
I like what I see. It all looked really cool.
He laid on his bed while I looked around.
"Come here" he whispered.
I don't know why but I find those two words very sexy. When a guy tells you "come here", it sounds so dominating and....You get what I mean.
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