Just around the corner (drew phillips fanfic)

Chapter 26

I'M BACK. I dedicate this chapter to @drewsbabymama and @drewslayme and just a bunch of others who have been telling me to write! I just didn't really have motivation, but now I do. Here you guys go. P.S. - mild sexual content omfg

and sorry if this sucks  and is short. I'm so tired and tomorrow I plan on writing another chapter. Xoxo!

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As I lay in my bed when the overly annoying sunlight blinds me, I'm terrified. Terrified as hell. Drew's parents are already gone, and my family thinks I'm going to Dakota's. Am I ready for this? Yes. I love this boy with my entire being. I know we're young, but he is my everything. He shines so much happiness in my life, and I love him from the bottom of my heart.

He's the one I want to experience this with.

Drew: So, when do you want to come over?

I practically shake at the text alone, so how am I possibly supposed to be able tonight being... That way with him?

I know in the movies they never plan this out and all, but shouldn't I feel ready for what's about to come?

Shoot, do I need to wear special underwear like all those sexy girls do in the magazines?

I'm pretty sure I'm wearing ones with flowers on.

God damn it.

To Drew: what time do you want me over?

After I send the text I toss my phone to my pillow, my hands shaking like crazy. Get a hold of yourself, Ally. It's just Drew, and he loves you just as much as you love him.

Drew: any time you're ready, but text me before you come. Love you.

My hearts racing. Is this really happening? I walk over to my drawers, and look deep under all my clothes. I never wear any semi sexy underwear, so I pick a plain black set that matches. Hopefully that's good enough.

Part of me wants to go over there right now and jump his bones, but I also want to take time with him and make it as special as possible. Hopefully he feels the same.

Screw this, I'm done stressing.

I go to Drew's door and let myself in, and I hear him running around upstairs.

"Drew?" I call out, and I hear a thud from his room.

I walk up the stairs and he's laying on the ground with a pile of his clothes to his side. Is he trying to clean for me?

"I told you to tell me when you were coming over." He groans, and I laugh at him.

"I was too stressed to think about it any longer, I'm sorry." I giggle.

"Ally." He almost says angrily, and sits up.

Did I say something wrong?

"I really hope it doesn't seem like I'm forcing you to do anything. I'll wait Ally, I'll wait for the rest of my life if you want me to-" he rambles on, but I cover his mouth with my hand.

"Drew, I know what I want. And it's to be with you." I say with any confidence I can gather.

He kicks his clothes to a corner in the room and moves to sit on the bed. I follow his movements, and for a while, he just stares into my eyes.

"What?" I whisper, and he shakes his head.

"How did I get so lucky?" He mutters, and cups my face with his hands. I'm already weak under his touch, and I really can't contain myself anymore. He leans in for what I think is a kiss, but he moves to my neck. He lays soft kisses from my collarbone to my earlobe, and good god, this feels amazing.