A little thing called love

C h a p t e r 20

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I wake up, staring at the ceiling. I just lay there, silently.

After a few minutes Drew woke up.

He shuffled his body over and nuzzled his head into my neck.

"Morning babe"
He says in his cute morning voice.

"Morning dribble.
I call him this because it starts with dr like his actual name, and he dribbles in his sleep alot.

He frowns.

I bop him on the nose. I'm always doing this to him because he hates it.

"Right, that's it, you can eathier bop me on the nose constantly, or kiss me constantly, but whatever one you choose, you can't have the other" he tells me.

I furrow my eye brows and he smirks.

I slowly raise up my finger, stretch it out and...

"Bop" I say while laughing. I couldn't resist to not bopping him on the nose anymore.

"Right, you made your choice, no more kissesssss"

"Fine then" I smirk.

"Hey, um babe?" Drew says.

"Yeah"

"Um, about um, about your da-"

"Drew, I really don't wanna talk about my dad, I'm really sorry but he's not worth our time"

"I.. um.. yeah I guess... i'm sorry"
He rubsthe back of his neck.

"Don't be sorry, I just really wanna avoid anything about him, he probably didn't mean what he said anyway"

"Yeah, you're right" He pulls me towards him and kisses my on the forehead.

"I thought that you said no more kisses Dirksen?"

"Damn it" I hear him mutter under his breath.

I laugh and get up.
I go dowmdtairs and make some coco pops, because why not?

Today went pretty fast, we didn't do anything apart from go shopping to get some food. Drew Is practically living with me now.
I didn't get any texts of my dad or anything which was weird because I thought that he was gonna try and get hold of me because of what he shouted at us.
Drew had gone out with Nate, Levi and Austin about an hour ago, he won't be back for another hour.

went to go upstairs to go and get a shower when I heard my phone ringing. I ran into my room and picked up my phone.

Dad, calling

My face dropped, what do I do??

I don't know why, but my finger hit the answer button.

"H.. hello?"

I hear laughing down the phone.

"What do you w.. want"

"Ohhh nothing in particular"

"Why are you ringing? Can you not just leave us alone?"

"No can do, Drew isn't in the house is he?"

"H.. how do you know"

He laughs again.

"Dad, p... please just stop"

"This is just the beginning love"

"Why are you even doing this to me?! I haven't done anything wrong"

"Run"

"What?"

"I'd run if I were you?"

"What do you mean?!"

That's when I hear the door unlocking. Could it be dad?? How could he get in though?? FUCK! He still has his key.

"Honeyyyyy I'm hooooome" I hear my dad growl.

I run into my room and hide behind my cabinet.

I hear his boots stomping up the stairs. I hear my door creep open. I get right down on my stomach.

I can see his boots creep slowly across my room. He knocks something if my drawers and I hear it smash. He knocks a photo frame off of the wall.

"Oops" He sarcastically says

I see him go to smash the photo of me mum and Drew. Yes. We got a photo of all us.

I get out from where I am hiding.
"NOOOO"

"Oh so there you are" He snarls.

He pushes me onto the bed *A/N* I KNOW THIS SOUNDD LIKE IT'S GONNA GET RUDE BUT I PROMISE IT DOESN'T LOLL.

"So, earlier on the phone, you asked what I wanted, right?"

"Y..yes"

"Well, I want money, alot of it"

"You're getting fuck all from me you scum"

I see him get really angry.

"Look you ugly little bitch, you'll give me what I want or loverboy gets it"

My tears fall down my face.

"You mean Drew?"

"Yes, indeed I do"

"Please don't hurt him" I cry.

"If you don't want him to get hurt, I suggest you get me the money, £1000 by Tuesday"

And with that. He leaves.

I sit there, crying, not knowing what to do. I don'twant to give him the money, but if I don't Drew will get hurt. I'm getting the money. I'm not sure how, but if I don't, Drew it at risk. The main thing is, Drew can not know about any of this...

*A/N*
DON'T HATE MEEEEE. Sorry for not updating recently, I've been pretty busy. Guess who left their history book at school + has a history assessment tomorrow, but can revise bc of leaving their book at school? I didddd, I'm gonna fail fml. Keep commenting/voting/reading
~ Cerys x