DILEMMA

CHAPTER 10

After the sky had gone dark and the ocean looked black, I got up to cover myself with the towel. The cool breeze was making me shiver. It was beautiful even in the dark. It looked like the stars above us were looking down at me. I smiled looking up at the sky. Drake called out to me saying, "Do you want to go back inside? It's quite cold out here." I gathered my stuff in my hand and said, "Sure." We walked into the house.

"I'll get changed and come back in a while." He said.

"Yeah, I'll take some time too." I said walking up the stairs. This time I didn't forget to put the sign back up. I went to my bag and ruffled through it till I finally found my pyjamas. Some black cotton shorts with white lines on the side from Adidas and a plain white crop top. I gathered my shower equipment and went into the shower. The towel I had in hand was sandy. Oh no now I'll have to go and ask or a new one. I'll just get it myself. I went down draped in the sandy towel. I opened the cupboard which he had opened last time. I found a plain black towel. I decided to take it and I went upstairs. On the way I found Drake. He was wearing some sweatpants and a T-shirt. His hair was all wet. "Hey... sorry, I just needed a towel from the cupboard because this one got all sandy." I said. He looked down at me and said, "Sure I'm glad you feel like you're home." We both laughed and then he said, "I'll be downstairs cooking up some dinner." I smiled and nodded my head.

I went back to my room in the washroom and started undressing. I put my feet in the warm hot water bath I prepared. I put in my favourite bath bomb in it. The water got all pink and blue. I lay there and relaxed. I felt so happy and tired but excited at the same time. I was having...fun. Not that it was a bad thing. It's just I never had fun since a long long time. Soon after some time passed by I got up cleaned myself and wore my pyjamas. I combed my wet hair and rummaged through my back for the hairdryer. I found it. I dried my hair and put on some lotion. I packed my bag again just in case so I don't forget anything. I went down with the sandy towel in hand.

"Someone looks comfy." Drake said joking around.

I laughed and rolled my eyes at him. "Where does this go?" I said pointing to the sandy towel in my hand. "You can keep it over there above the washing machine." He said. I did as he said.

"So what are you cooking? Do you need any help?" I said standing beside him.

"Well, I'm making some Alfredo pasta. You can make some cupcakes I already prepared the cream." He said pointing towards a big bowl of white cream.

"Okay let's get started." I said rubbing my hand together. I put on the apron and put the prepared batter in the oven. I waited for it to form bread. I took it out and cut it into perfect squares. I made brownies instead of cupcakes. I looked over at him and when he looked back he started laughing. He said, "It's Okay we will eat brownie-creams." We both laughed after I applied the cream over the brownies. I sprinkled some sprinkles over the brownie cupcakes. And then when Drake wasn't looking I took some cream in my hand and went over to him. I said, "Hey Drake?" He turned back and then when I put the cream all over his face. He took a second and said. "Oh, you are going to pay for this!" He said chasing me with the bowl of cream in his hand. We both were laughing so hard but eventually, he caught up to me. He grabbed me by my waist and put cream all over me. We both were laughing so hard we fell to the ground. And then after laughing for what seemed like ten hours but was probably a minute. I looked over at him. He looked back at me. His intense blue eyes were looking at me it felt like he touched my soul through his eyes. I pulled in and so did he and we were kissing. It was so gentle and smooth. All I could think about was him from the first day he came to the cream fight we had a minute ago. It was always him. His lips felt perfect on mine. Slow, intense, gentle. Something interrupted us I heard a car. Wait a minute who would come over to Drakes beach house? I was confused until I saw who it was. Stiles was staring right back at me. I couldn't tell what his expression was because of the darkness outside. I got up Drake looked confused until he saw what I was looking at. Stiles sat there in his car for a minute and then so fast he reversed and skidded away. I ran after the car, "Stiles wait!" But I was too late. The car already was far from the house. I stood there for a minute until a warm hand held me by my shoulders. It was Drake.

"Let's go inside and talk this out? I'll get your bag we will eat dinner and I'll take you wherever you say." I had no option but to listen to him. I felt so guilty.