Sh*t! I can't see!

"Open your eyes Em, you're missing the best!" Mason said somewhere near me. I wouldn't be able to say where since I've been covering my eyes when this bloodbath began. Somewhere close to me I could hear Drake laughing at me. Dumbass.

I jumped when I felt hands around my waist that pulled me back to a very familiar tone chest. I felt that my hair was pushed to the side and his breathing was near my ear. "You look sexy when you're scared." Drake whispered in my ear.

"Lord, don't tell me you are turned on in the middle of this bloodbath that you call fight!" I yelled just to make sure I could be heard through all this yelling. His chest was vibrating, which I could only assume would be him laughing at me again.

"Emily, I don't know what you are so scared about." Drake said sounding amused.

"Really? Daniel is getting beaten in full display. I-I can't watch..." Poor Daniel is fighting a guy who's like five times bigger in the muscle area and trust me when I say that Daniel is well built.

It's almost midnight and like I said before we are currently where Drake fights watching Daniel fighting who I think is the best impersonator of Hulk I've ever seen. Tori, Mason and Brad were cheering him on like they've known him for years. Even thought they have only met a few minutes ago.

"Babe, Daniel's not getting beaten. Trust me, look." He took both of my hands out of my eyes and I cringe when I saw that the Hulk was throwing a punch to Daniel's face. He dodged it quickly and connected his fist with the dude's jaw. That made him lose his balance and Daniel took that as an opportunity to throw some punches to his face. Let me tell you, I think the guy's going to need surgery to rearrange his face back to normal. Daniel was so fast that it took me by surprise when out of nowhere he knocked the guy. Good think he was unconscious or else he would be on a hell of a pain.

Daniel began to hit his chest like some wild ape in celebration. The people who bet on him were jumping and screaming like they have won the lottery. What really called my attention was Mason, who was being his usual self by screaming like a girl jumping up and down.

"You bet on him, didn't ya?" I asked him kind of amused, all nervousness from before gone.

"F*ck yeah!" Now if my victory dance ain't pretty, his was probably the worst, sight damage and all.

After laughing for a while, we went to eat something cheap and health threatening. Not the smartest thing to do at 2am in the morning, but oh well. Mason was in the mood of paying for everyone since he won a couple of bucks tonight so, who am I to pass that offer?

I felt a tap on my leg. I turned to look at Tori who was subtly pointing her head towards a group of slutty girls on a couple of tables from us. They were clearly checking Drake out. I smirked at her, then towards the girls who were giving me bitchy stares. I got close to Drake's ear, whose arm was around my shoulder, and whispered, "You're right. It would be sexy to see you only in your fighting boxers." He smirked and repeated my action and whispered, "You know you can see them anytime. By the way, if you are trying to make those girls jealous you just have to ask." With that he leaned and kissed my neck slowly and traced his lips along my neck until he reached my ear and bit it softly.

It felt hard to breathe. I had to gulp trying to swallow the moan that was trying to escape. Drake turned to look at me and I bit my lip. His eyes portrayed something that was beginning to feel less scary and more desirable, lust. He got close to my ear, "stay with me tonight." Thank the Lord that I was sitting, or I would have fallen due to my treasonous legs. It was amazing what could his simple request do to my body.

"I-I...um I...Tori...house..." Oh brain of what use are you in times of need.

"Please" His eyes were expectant. "You know you can trust me."

I turned to look at Tori who glanced at me and winked. Her approval was visible and I knew she would cover for me, but was I prepared? I know he won't force me to do something I don't want to, but still he's a man and there is so much he could take. It took every ounce of courage I had to give him my answer.

"Yes" I whispered back and that beautiful smile came on full display.

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I was clinging unto Drake like my life depended on it, literary. "Drake! Slow down!" I yelled through my helmet doubting the fact that he could hear me through the wind and the bike's roar.

He must have heard me because he shook his head and sped up. I swear I must have cut all his circulation from how tight I was hugging him. I was so determined on not opening my eyes that I didn't notice that we arrived at his house. When I finally let him go, I could appreciate his house. It was a one story house, in a nice neighborhood. It was...cute. I was expecting something messy and manly looking, but this house even had a small garden in front of a wooden deck. The house was white and the light that was coming through the glass windows made it look cozy and welcoming.

Drake helped me out of the bike and held my hand guiding me to the front door. He took a set of keys out of his pockets and opened it. His house inside was like outside, cozy and welcoming. We walked right to the living room. Its wooden floor, faded yellow walls, and big white couches made me relaxed a little. "Dad, I'm home!" He yelled but there was no response. He sounded so weird saying that. It was nice to know this side of him, one that humanized him more.

"Want something to drink?" I followed him to the kitchen. He turned to look at me expecting an answer but I couldn't form any type of response. Being here made it all too real and that was keeping me from being completely relaxed. Drake took a notice of how I was feeling and smiled evilly. I shook my head trying to get rid of those feelings and at the same time answering his question. "Are you sure? Looks like you need something to calm your nerves." He said approaching me cornering me against the counter. He placed both hands on the counter at my sides trapping me. My breath got caught in my throat waiting for him to make the next move. Our faces were inches apart and his eyes kept flickering from my eyes to my lips. My heart was beating so erratically that I knew he must be hearing it. He got closer and our noses were touching. "Let's go to my bedroom." He whispered on my lips.

He took my shaky and partially sweaty hand and walked through the hallway until we reached a door. When I got in his room, I couldn't help it but look around. He had a standard room. It had white walls, a queen sized bed with a navy duvet and white pillows. There were some stuff scattered around but I wouldn't categorize it as messy. He also had a wooden desk with some books and a laptop on top of it and a small closet.

"You can leave your stuff here and take a shower if you like." His voice broke my trance.

"Sure, um, w-where's t-the bathroom?" I stuttered and he got close to me. The bastard was getting kicks out of my nervousness. He placed his hands on the small of my back and got me close to him. Once again, my hands were hanging on my sides, useless.

"You know, we can take a shower together and save water." He whispered again on my lips taunting me. His attempt to persuade me was so funny because that line was so cheesy. That helped me go back to my usual self.

"Aren't you the saver?" I rolled my eyes and pushed him off me.

"Now that's my girl. Glad you're back. Got scared for a minute there, some creepy, sweaty girl possessed you." I smacked him on his chest, but that must've felt like being punched with a pillow.

"Where's the bathroom?" I asked with a sweet fake smile grabbing my pjs.

"Second door to the left." He tried miserably to hide his amused face.

I took a short but quite relaxing shower. I wrapped the towel around me and looked for my pjs in my bag. Relaxation only lasted a few minutes when I saw what my pjs consisted of. Crap. I reluctantly put them on and stayed there for a few minutes until a knock on the door made me jump a little. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Drake's eyes raked my body from head to toe. His expression changed from surprised to pain. I felt self-conscious and crossed my arms in front of me trying to divert his gaze. I was wearing a white crop off the shoulder loose shirt, which put my stomach in display, and some black hot pants. To say that I was blushing was the understatement of the year. I cursed my blood for making me look like a lobster.

Drake cleared his throat looking kind of nervous. "Um, you can stay in my room while I..." He was scratching the back of his neck and I tilted my head feeling kind of amused now. Watching a nervous Drake was starting to be fun. So being the good girlfriend that I am, I decided to play a little with it.

"You what?" I was using that husky tone he has used so many times with me. Payback it's a bitch. I got close to him but made sure not to touch him just enough to feel his heat.

He gulped. "I was just...um..." He stopped talking when I began to trace slow patterns on his chest. There were a thousand people cheering inside my head. I was even patting myself on the back for being so smooth about this.

I got close to his ear, "I'll be in your room." His expression was definitely worth it. He looked slightly shocked; his lips were a little parted and all. I looked over my shoulder and smirked when I saw him still standing there. I got to his room and sat on the bed and immediately Drake's scent hit me. He must have taken the quickest shower in the world. Like three minutes later he was walking back to the room in just boxers and little water drops running through his body. I got up from his bed feeling a little uncomfortable now that I was sitting there without his permission. He looked so good that I had to bite my lip trying to control myself from kissing him like we haven't before. At that action Drake's eyes darkened. He got close to me and raised his hands slowly touching my hips with his fingertips until he reached my waist. We stood there looking at each other and only our breathing could be heard. He got close to my lips, "I don't know what's sexier, the fact that you are in my room or that you are wearing that." His husky voice was like fuel to my desire to kiss him. He must have seen my desire because in seconds he grabbed the back on my neck and kissed me with so much want that it was leaving me breathless.

He began to lower me on the bed gently and placed himself between my legs. I didn't realize I needed to breathe when he left my lips and began to kiss me down my neck. His lips trailed from the base of my neck to my bare shoulder. I felt like it wasn't enough and like some weird connection he tugged the hem of my shirt and lift his head to look at me. He silently asked for my permission and I nodded slowly with possible heart failure. A few seconds later he remained still like searching in my eyes what he was looking for, complete approval. I couldn't help it but smile at his action. He was being so caring.

He slowly began to pull my shirt. It wasn't until it went over my head that this all became real, this is it, there's no turning back. I raised my bare chest to meet his and I heard him growl in the back of his throat. He kissed me again, this time a little slower. He left my lips to trail down my neck again, only this time he didn't stop. This time the tip of his tongue trailed down between my cleavage. My eyes rolled back and I let out a moan when he cupped one of my breasts. He kept trailing down until he reached my navel. I grabbed fists full of his hair trying to control the sudden build up in my core. He grabbed the waistband of my pants -

"Drake, I'm home"

I froze when I heard what I assume is Drake's dad while he began to curse colorfully. He got off me and grabbed my shirt from the floor and gave it to me. I put it on quickly feeling self-conscious all of a sudden.

"God I love it when you blush. Be right back." He pecked my lips and left. Crap, what was I thinking? This is going way too fast. We have only been dating for a week for Christ sake! I know I would've done it without thinking. But that's the thing, I wasn't thinking of the consequences. Besides I don't think I want to begin this without some sort of birth control. That's it, I've decided...but how should I tell Drake?

He came back and I felt nervous again. I sat on his bed playing with the hem of my shirt trying to make an excuse of why I couldn't continue what we started.

"Babe, what's wrong?" He looked concerned and sat next to me. He took my hands and began to caress them with his thumbs. When he saw that I couldn't talk to him, he knew what was going on.

"Emily, it's okay. You don't have to feel scared to tell me what's on your mind. Even if you think I won't like it. I want you to be honest with me." He raised my hands to his lips and kiss them. I nodded and hugged him. "Do you want to go to sleep? I have to take you like at nine to Tori's." I nodded again. God I must look so stupid. He smiled and got up I did the same and went to the opposite side of the bed. He raised the duvet and got in. He motioned for me to do the same. When I did, he got me closer to him. I buried my face on his chest and his scent was intoxicating. I was quickly drifting off to sleep. I heard Drake mumble something but I was now too far away.

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I woke up feeling rested and relaxed. The first thing that my brain registered was Drake's delicious smell. I felt his arm around my waist and his even breath close to my ear. I turned to look at him and his face was so beautiful and peaceful that I just wanted to kiss him all over.

I trace my fingertips from his forehead to his cheek until I reached his jaw. He began to open his eyes slowly. Being this close I could see his cute freckles that covered his nose and cheeks. The lighting in the room was so bright that I noticed that his eyes weren't brown but hazel. He smiled and the dimples made him look younger.

"Good morning." I whispered.

"Morning." He whispered back in that husky tone of his that gave me chills. "Want some breakfast?"

"You're going to cook for me?" I asked incredulously.

He shrugged, "I ain't the best but still tastes good."

My face was starting to hurt because I was smiling like I haven't before. "Sure"

After reluctantly getting out of the bed, I went to freshen up in the bathroom. Drake told me that his dad was a heavy sleeper and he wouldn't be up in a couple of hours so I felt safe to walk around the house. I wore my Led Zeppelin red shirt and black skinny jeans with my beaten converse. My hair was a disaster so I put it on a loose pony tail. When I went to the kitchen, the smell of bacon and eggs made my stomach growl. But it was the site that made me smile. Drake already changed in a pair of jeans and black shirt that hugged him in the right places. His hair was the cutest; it was sticking out on every direction. I went to him and hugged him from behind.

"Took you long enough." He said amusement clear on his tone.

"You know, being this hot takes it's time." I joked and sat down on one of the stools.

"Not true, I saw you this morning and you looked already perfect to me." I blushed. I wasn't expecting him to say that. I didn't say anything, nor that I could, the butterflies in my stomach were making it pretty hard. A few minutes later he placed a plate full of scrambled eggs, pancakes and bacon in front of me. I was sure I was drooling but I didn't care. When he took his plate, I waited for him and we began to eat. We didn't need to talk. We ate comfortably enjoying each other's company.

When we finished, we rode back to Tori's in Drake's car. We stopped when the semaphore's light turned red.

"For real?" I asked doubting him.

"For real, I do play it." He defended. "I can play for you if you like."

"Of course! I would love to see it. Still don't believe you though."

"Why is it so hard for you to believe?"

"It's just that I don't see you as the writing-songs-playing-guitar kind of type. That requires a lot of emotion."

"Hey, I can be a pretty deep guy." He joked and I laughed at that.

And that's when I heard it, the screeching sound of tires. I quickly turned my head and saw a fast approaching car behind us. It was about to collide with us and I shut my eyes. A loud crash and the sudden movement shoved me to the front.

That's when it all went black.