Sweetest Confusion

Chapter Eleven: Dangerous Waters

"Thanks for the ride." I smiled as we got out of the car.

"You don't need to thank me, girlfriend." He smiled, walking over to my side of the car. He leaned against the door, pulling me close to him.

"Girlfriend?" 

"Hmm, yeah. I like the sound of that." He wrapped his hands around my waist.

"Me too." I smiled. He leaned in to kiss me, his hands threading through my hair. As I was kissing him, all I see was Drew. I pulled away quickly. 

"Are you okay?" He asked, frowning.

"Yeah, just need to get used to this. Haven't dated anyone in a while." I laughed awkwardly.

"Baby, it's like second nature." He smirked, before leaning in for another kiss. This time I closed my eyes tightly in hope to get rid of the image of Drew in mind. For a second it worked, but when we deepened the kiss his face reappeared. 

"I've got to get home now. My mom will be wondering where I am." I said as I broke away from him.

"See you tomorrow?" 

"Yeah, we can arrange something." I shot him a small smile. When I got home, the house was dark with no sign of life inside. Sighing, I went to the kitchen to find a note on the fridge. 

Love, I had to leave early for New York. I left some food in the fridge for you for the weekend. There's some change in the drawer for groceries whenever you need. You know the drill.

Love you, Mom.

Empty, lonely house again. I don't know why I ever got hopeful that my parents would stick around longer than a weekend. Shaking my head, I grabbed myself a bag of salt and vinegar chips and a glass of water to take up to my room. I changed into my pj's, jumped into my giant beanbag, opened the bag of chips and turned on the tv. I kept flicking through the channels, unable to find anything interesting because I was to distracted by thoughts of a certain blue-eyed boy. Suddenly, I started feeling lonely. Sure, my parents were often out of town, however this time my heart ached for company. It was strange I didn't usually feel this way because I'd always find a way to occupy my myself when the house was empty. Sighing, I picked up my phone to call someone. 

"Maddie?" His sleep ridden voice spoke quietly through the phone.

"Hey, sorry did I wake you?" I spluttered.

"Kind of. Why? What's wrong?" I heard some shuffling on the other end, I assumed he was switching on a light.

"Um, nothing don't worry," I said quickly.

"Maddie, you didn't just wake me at 2 in the morning to just say hello." He said deadpanned.

"Can you come over?" I asked quietly, feeling vulnerable.

"I'll be there in thirty minutes." Was his reply before I heard the dial tone. The ring of the doorbell echoed in the dark empty home. He was standing there, in just a thin white t-shirt and grey sweatpants, his hair tousled from his sleep looking sexy as hell. I just threw myself at him, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. 

"Maddie?" He whispered into my ear. My reply was just to squeeze my eyes shut to prevent the tears from falling, and holding him tighter and closer to my body. Without any words, I took his hand and pulled him to my bedroom. 

I slid into bed, gesturing he do the same. "Just hold me," I said, my voice cracking. He slid in beside me, wrapping his arm around me to pull me close. I rested my head on his chest, tears finally falling from my eyes soaking his t-shirt. He didn't ask any questions, just held me all night as I cried. The morning arrived all too quickly.

Groggily we rolled out of bed. I padded downstairs to make a fresh pot of coffee which we drank sitting on the back porch, watching the calm sea lapping against the sand. "Thanks for last night." I murmured.

"Don't mention it." He smiled kindly. "Sorry about your dinner yesterday."

"It's okay. I'm over it." I smiled back. As far as the interaction between Drew and I went, this was the most civilised conversation we'd ever had. 

"I should get going." He said as he took his last sip.

"Yeah," I said, feeling a little disappointed that the night had come around too early.

"Don't miss me too much Davis. I'll see you tomorrow." He grinned and winked at me.

"You flatter yourself too much Cooper." I grinned back, closing the door behind him. Once again, I was alone again. I didn't know why I didn't call Daniel last night, I'm kind of glad I didn't. There was something I couldn't put my finger on, something about Daniel that had me confused. Shaking my head, I got up to put my cup away. I checked the weather forecast to see how the waters were going to be for surfing.

Not ideal conditions, but I was itching to go out. I needed to clear my head, so I decided to go out anyways. The waters did look a little rougher than usual but I jumped into my wetsuit and headed into the sea. The first few waves were great until the winds changed and the waters became dangerous to surf in. I was a decent surfer but the waves had carried me quite far out that I wasn't sure if I'd be able to make it back to the shore. 

I tried to keep calm as I rode the waves towards the beach, but when a large wave crashed over me I fell off my board. I gasped when I was finally able to make my way back up to surface. I clutched on to my board to keep myself afloat as more waves continued the push me under the water. 

"HELP!" I started screaming when I realised I didn't have enough energy to make it back to shore. I kept screaming till I couldn't any longer. Another big wave crashed into me, breaking my board in half. The noise of the waves around me was deafening. I felt the hope drain from me as I realised that if I couldn't hear people, they couldn't hear me. 

I closed my eyes, still gripping the piece of the board that was still attached to me and let the water carry me further out to sea.

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