; Chapter 18
Nathan's Point Of View
I hear a thud in my room, I immediately turn to the window.
"Drew, what are you doing?" I question.
It's 11pm, why would she find me at 11pm?
"I don't know." She lays beside me.
"Are you drunk?"
"No.." She shook her head.
"I just like laying beside you."
I chuckled at her statement, "why?"
"Because you're a nice person, and I trust you. And to be honest, you're very cuddly."
"Yep, you're drunk." I concluded.
"No..." She mutters, putting her hands over her eyes.
"You know they say that people in love, will do craziest things for their love ones."
"What's that suppose to mean, Evans?"
She put her hands down and look at me dead in the eye, "it means I am in love with you."
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I heard the alarm went off, "oh god, what is that sound?"
Oh right, Drew is here.
"It's call the alarm." I reach over and turn it off.
"What happened last night?"
"Well, you were drunk." I stated.
"Oh right- Oh balls!" Her eyes widen and got out of bed, "I will explain everything later." She says, before going out of the window.
I smile and got up.
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Drew walks to me with her hair down, black hoodie and jeans.
"I left the bottles on the floor, and I didn't wanted my brother to see it." Drew briefly explained.
We step into the support centre, we walk into our room and took our seats.
Drew sat on the opposite of me and Owen.
Something is going between both of them. Like literally every single time, they're trying to play it off nice.
But Drew have this glare that just creeps the fuck out of everyone.
But not Owen, he's not scared of her.
"Okay so, how did your week went?" Nat ask.
"A bitch told me that I could not say sorry, but I just said it!" Owen says.
Drew snaps her head at Owen, then look back at Nat.
"A guy made me cried like a thousand times and don't want to apologize because he has a fucking big ego!" Drew yell.
What is going on..?
"It's good to have a ego!" Owen stood up, "you know what?" Drew stood up and kick her chair back.
"Okay no!" I stood up and grab her by the waist before she lunge forward.
"Okay..." Nat manages to say.
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"Stupid support groups." Drew kicks the rock across the road.
"Come on, princess. Get in the car." I say, opening the door for her.
"Don't call me princess." She scrunch her nose up in disgust.
"And thank you." She smiles and got into the passenger seat.
