Status: Currently writing chapter 9.

Sparks Fly.

Chapter 3 ♥

Ariana's P.O.V.:

     

Yesterday I felt sick but today I feel so much better. Though, this day has been pretty uneventful. It's Saturday so no homeschooling today! Yay! Anyways, I feel like my feelings toward Drew are getting so much stronger. He slept over here last night and I ran into him this morning. I blushed so hard that he noticed & chuckled....which caused me to blush even more. Drew pretty much takes up most of my thoughts besides important things, quotes, and song lyrics. Other than that, my head is full of Drew, Drew, and more Drew.

     

"SIS!" Wesley yells from downstairs. I'm currently sitting in my bedroom on my bed, listening to music and browsing the internet. "WHAT?" I yell back. "COME DOWN HERE." I sigh, but I go downstairs anyway. "What?" I ask. "Will you pretty please make dinner? I'm hungry." Wesley whines. Where's mom and dad? I know Keaton is up in his room probably playing video games. "Fine! But, where is mom & dad?" I ask, confused. "Date night." Wes rolls his eyes but I smile. I think it's cute our parents still do a date night. "Oh. Well anyways, what do you want for dinner?" "Hmm, I'm thinking you're famous chicken alfredo." Wes smiles wide in hope. I giggle. "Sure."

   

"Yo! Drew in the house." I suddenly hear. Drew is close to our family so he can pretty much just walk in at anytime. But I freeze nervously. I'm in sweats, t-shirt, and socks. My hair is up and I only have on a little mascara. He can't see me like this! I turn to walk out the kitchen but Drew already walks in. He smiles at me. "You look beautiful....did I just say that out loud?" He says, nervous. I blush deeply. He thinks I look beautiful in this? "T-thanks." I stutter out. He blushes but nods and smiles at me. Wes just looks at us in confusion. "I'm just gonna leave you two alone to....whatever this is." Wes walks out of the kitchen slowly. I blush even more. Great, note the sarcasm.

     

"So um, how are you?" Drew asks. "Pretty good. You?" I manage to get out, despite my nervousness. "Pretty good as well." He answers. Well, it just got awkward. "So are you staying for dinner or all night?" I ask, really wanting the awkwardness to go away. "Oh, I'm staying the night. Are you cooking dinner or something?" He asks, nodding towards the ingredients I got out. I nod. "Chicken alfredo. Is that fine for dinner?" He looks at me deep in the eyes. "Your chicken alfredo is the best! Of course it's alright!" He says, chuckling. I love his chuckle, so much. "Haha, well thanks." 

     

"No problem. Well um I'm just gonna go find Wes." He says, almost as if he's trying to gain confidence for something. I nod and smile. He walks over to me, hugs me, and whispers in my ear, "You truly do look beautiful. You always do." He pecks my cheek, pulls away, smiles at me, then leaves the kitchen. I stand there shocked.

       

Did that just really happen?