The Devil Inside.

Chapter Twenty Six.

The couple danced for what seemed hours until one of them caught the song wasn't playing, another one was.

Blaire giggled, not believing she got lost in the music. In the dance. In his arms. She looked up at Andrew. "How long have we been dancing?"

Andrew looked at her with a grin. "An hour." Blaire's eyes widened. "Why didn't you tell me?" She blushed.

Andrew pushed his body against hers more, if that was possible. "Because I didn't want to let you go," He whispered in a soft voice.

Blaire shivered as his fingertips ran through her hair and down her back, stopping at her waistline.

"Come on." Andrew nodded his head to the left, releasing her and stopping back. Blaire quietly whimpered, missing his arms around her instantly.

Blaire headed towards the car but realized Andrew was walking the other direction, towards the trees. She frowned and watched him, confused. "Where are you going?!" She shouted after him. Her voice echo's within the meadow.

Andrew looked over his shoulder, still walking. "Come and see!" He nods his head and smirked. Blaire watched him, unsure. She gave in and ran after him before he disappeared in the tall trees.

After awhile of walking. Blaire was tired. She stopped and breathed hard. She put her hands on her knees, bending down to catch her breath. They'd been walking for...Twenty minutes? 

Andrew stopped and looked at her. Blaire jumped as he was at her side in a second, throwing her over his shoulder.

"HEY!" She gasped in surprise, holding onto him for dear life. "What are you doing?!" Andrew laughed and walked in silence.

After another five minutes. He finally stopped and put Blaire down. She looked up at him. "What?" He was looking down. Blaire steps back but screamed, almost falling. 

Andrew grabbed her hands before she could. Blaire glanced down at the water below her. She whimpers. "Pull me up, pull me up!" She cries, hating how high they were.

"Hm..." Andrew smirked, letting go of one of her hands. She gasped. "Andrew!" She cries. 

"Tell me." Blaire looked at him, her heart was beating rapidly. "Why'd you want to kiss me?" Andrew raised an eyebrow.

"I-I don't know." Blaire stuttered and screams as Andrew's grip loosens. She looked at him, seeing his face harden. 

"I'm getting sick of you're games. Blaire." Andrew hissed. He was this close to letting her go.

"I can't tell you!" Blaire shouts. "Because I'm scared!" Andrew pulled her away from the edge and let her go.

Blaire stumbled back until she hit into a tree, breathing hard. She gasped as Andrew was infront of her in a second. She looked away, not wanting to look at him, mad at what he did.

"I'm sorry." Andrew soothes and cupped her face in his hands. She looked at him. "I didn't come here to do that, just so you know."

Blaire laughs slightly. "Good to know." She whispered.

Andrew put his forehead against hers. "Forgive me?" He whispered. Blaire melted into his loving caress. She nods numbly. "Always." She whispered.

Andrew grins and steps back. He begins to take his shoes and socks off, then his shirt. Blaire's eyes widened, watching him. "W-what are you doing?" She stuttered, nervously.

"I don't know about you, but I'm swimming." Blaire watched him walk to the side of the tree. That's when she noticed the rope tied up to the tree branch. "That doesn't look safe." She whispered.

Andrew laughed and shakes his head. "Oh dear, James really lacked at showing you fun." Blaire looked away at the mention of her ex's name.

Andrew frowned. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean--"

Blaire shakes her head and smiles. "No, it's fine." She assured and took off her shoes. She then took off her blouse and skirt. She put them aside and turned around to face Andrew, just in her bra and underwear. She felt her cheeks burn hot as she noticed the way he was looking at her.

Andrew cleared his throat and chuckled. "Ready?" Blaire nodded, breathing out. "Yes." She whispered, walking over.

Andrew strokes her cheek and jawline, looking in her eyes. "You'll be okay, I'll go first, and if anything happens to you, I'll be right there."

Blaire glanced down at his lips and nodded. "Sounds good." She whispered, stepping back to give him space.

Andrew gripped the rope, backing up. He shut his eyes and then opened them, running forward and jumping up on the rope as it swung out over the cliff. 

Blaire gasped, covering her mouth as he let go of the rope and fell down towards the water. In normal reaction, she ran over to the edge, looking down. 

After a minute or so. Andrew pooped up from under the water, wiping his face and running his fingers through his hair. "WOO!" He shouts, if he was human, his heart would be pounding. He hadn't done this in so long.

Blaire breathed and smiled, dropping her arms to the side. Andrew looked up at her. "Well, what are you waiting for? Come on!" He shouts and smirks. "Unless you're scared."

"I am not scared!" Blaire glared down at him and turned, walking towards the rope. She grabbed it and walked backwards, shutting her eyes. She took three deep breaths and then opened her eyes. She ran forward and jumped on the rope like Andrew did. Once the rope went off towards the edge, giving her a chance to jump, she let go. She screamed the whole way down until she was cut off by going under the water. Realizing her screams were nothing but bubbles. She swam up and coughed. She looks at Andrew, seeing him staring at her in amusement.

"First time?" He smirked. "Yes." Blaire glared and looked up from where they jumped. "How can you do that?" She suddenly asked and turned towards him, raising an eyebrow. "What?" Andrew asked, confused.

"Act like you hate me and want me dead one minute, then the next you're holding me and caressing me lovingly." Blaire whispered, looking down at the water. She looked up as Andrew stalked closer to her, cupping her face with his hands.

She breathed and glanced at his lips briefly. "Because you drive me nuts." Andrew breathes, followed with a chuckle. "You drive me so crazy, Blaire."

Blaire frowned, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "Don't be sorry." Andrew leaned closer, his lips brushing her ear. 

Blaire shivered from the contact. She pushed on his chest and moved away from him, smirking devilishly. 

"What are you doing?" Andrew said in a pouty tone.

"Catch me if you can." Blaire smirked and dove under the waters, swimming.

"Oh, it's on." Andrew smirked and dove in, swimming after her.

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James didn't know how or where to find Blaire or Andrew, so he decided to sit in the house and wait. He sat on the couch and looked out the window, wondering where they were and what they could be doing...