We pulled up to an old abandoned building, it looked as if it could be a shop, in the worst parts of town.
"It's so creepy."
"Don't you like that? Drew asked, looking at me.
"I love it," I whispered.
"I love you," Drew spoke, walking over to me, hugging me from behind and kissing my head.
I leaned into his touch, "I love you."
"Do you want to go inside?"
"Yes."
He let out a groan of frustration, as I broke his grip around me, grabbing his hand and pulling him along.
"You are fucking demonic, you little devil," he said letting out a laugh.
"A cute demonic devil that loves you," I spoke, closing to him and tapping his chest lightly, as I pulled him along to the porch of the abandoned building.
He let out a sign, his face twisting with fear, mine, excitement, as I opened the door, making it creak eerily.
I turned around and wiggled my eyes at him, and I hummed to the first beats to Do I Wanna Know? -Artic Monkeys, and soon did Drew not even realizing he did.
I walked throughout the empty house, excitement pulsing through my veins. Drew slowly walked behind me, and I turned to him, walked to him, and wrapped my hand around his waist and rested my head on his shoulder, both of his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer.
We walked on, and I sat down, pulling him with me.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked me, confusion knitted his eyebrows together.
"It's the middle of the room," I spoke, turning my head to him, shrugging my shoulders.
"Are you going to summon a devil or some creepy shit?" he asked me, smiling.
My face was plain. "yes."
That scared him.
"Your so fucking weird."
I giggled and rested my head on his shoulder, tucking my knees and and wrapping my arms lazily around them, as did he, resting his head upon mine, and we sat in silence, starting at nothing.
I could feel myself getting sleepy, Drews warmth radiating off me, and a weight dragged my eyelids down, a slight yawn left my lips, causing Drew to lift his head and look down at me.
"Do you want to go home?"
"Yes."
He stood up, leaving my body to hold up my own weight, and he helped me up, and held my waist, walking me to his car as I cuddled into his side.
He opened the for me, and shut it as soon as I was settled in.
He got in and started the car, easing his foot down on the pedal, turning on the radio, but I wasn't paying attention, all I wanted was sleep, and soon I got what I asked.
I rested my head in my hands atop the car door, and closed my eyes. falling to a nice, needed sleep.
I'm woken by a wake pair of arms slip under my knees and back, pulling me to him- Drew- as he lifted me with ease, carrying me towards my house I assume, my head laying on his chest.
I could feel him carry me up the front steps of my house, and I heard my mom mutter a quiet 'thank you' to him, as he carried me upstairs to my cold bed, and as soon as I lost contact with him, I whined, and opened my eyes slightly, reaching one hand out.
"So you were awake," he said walking back over to me, smiling.
"You're warm," I muttered dodging his question as I wrapped my arms around him, taking in his scent.
I pulled him on the bed, cuddling into him, his head on mine and our legs intertwined.
"Stay with me until I fall asleep please."
"Okay."
{sorry I didn't perfectly capture Drews outgoing yet shy personality in this story, so I promised to incorporate that more, as I said on my twitter: @drewphillipslpl & sorry this is such a short chapter.}
