Chapter97.
I attempted to walk away, only to find myself drawn back the second time.
Drake pinned me to the couch and slyly smiled his way to my ears, "I have this feeling like, what's about to happen now, has been done before".
"What do you mean?" I inquired, but fall short on my words when he slowly peels my clothes off.
"I meant this" he added but pulled away ambling into the kitchen.
I viewed quietly and watched him, bring two bottles of beer, rambling back.
"Do you care to join me"? He tossed a bottle and seats down next to me.
I kept on looking, as he opens up his bottle, the same way Liam would, and turned to meet me staring, "Sara, do you perhaps not like it?".
The impression of me not being able to control myself whenever I'm drunk rang in my ears, I weighed the possibility of things not ending on a downside tonight.
So I said, "it's not like I don't but whenever I tend to consume alcohol, it doesn't end well.
"Oh, but what harm can one bottle do".
He seats me close,
"Let's play a game miss Sara". He added.
"What game?". I replied, "it's called, truth or dare". Drake answered.
"What, I don't think it's appropriate to play that game". I disapproved
"Oh come on Sara, it's just a harmless game and I promise nothing will happen".
I assured, winking at me.
I figured there was no need to drag the same issue, I finally gave in, "okay then, let's play".
I muttered out and placed a blanket on the floor.
(The game begins as the rain kept on pouring outside)
Drake shoots me a smile before asking, "so tell me, truth or dare?".
I thought carefully and replied with the same level of enthusiasm, " I choose truth".
"Okay, so tell me, who is the one person you love so much?". He asked.
My thoughts pondered for while, before recessing back with my words, "who I love?". I wore a serious look
"Drake, I love four people in my life".
I added.
"Who are they?" He held his bottle up.
" I love God, my family, my Liam and Andre's,"
I conveyed.
He rants deep in thought then asked, "where is your family, are they with you?".
I disapproved "actually Drake, I lost my parents a long time ago".
"I am sorry about that". He placed his hands on my shoulders "shots?". He inquired.
"Hmm, sure, shots". I took a hold of my bottle.
(Inaudible conversation)
We went from shots to drinking an excessive amount of alcoholic beverages into our system.
I fell to the ground weaving a tired moan.
"Sara, are you okay?".
Drake raised his head out, crawled, and laid next to me.
"Yes, I am fine Drake, just exhausted". I answered back only to meet his eyes fixed profoundly on mine, "why are you staring?"
He giggles and rested his head back on the ground. "Nothing" he smiles a little.
It was silence until a noise immediately jilted our attention.
"What was that?"
Drake gets up scared.
I turned to him and dinned the exact look, " I don't know!!! Maybe a ghost?". I said.
The noise continues and Drake grabbed me.
He holds my hands without knowing and kept soaring his eyes round.
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