third person pov

Gwendolyn put on her white long sleeved shirt that showed off a hint of her toned stomach. She quickly pulled up her matching skinny jeans. She rocked her hips back and forth to get the jeans all the way up her legs. She only had ten minutes before she was supposed to be at Drew's house. She had procrastinated like usual.

Her eyes searched for a hair-tie. When her eyes landed upon one she put her hair into a bun as best as she could. Her unruly mane wasn't cooperating today. She sighed finally settling with her failed attempt at a bun five minutes later. She let her baby hairs adorn the sides of her face. She then slipped on her sneakers, before grabbing her phone off her bed. She decided she would take a selfie to post on instagram. She hadn't posted in a couple of weeks. She missed the texts she got from rickthesizzler. When she was satisfied with the filter she applied, she smiled gently uploading it.

Only having two minutes to get to Drew's house, Gwendolyn cursed under her breath. She ran out of her room, slamming the door behind her. She swiftly made her way down her spiral staircase, that seemed to get longer each day.

"I'm leaving Aura," she called to her baby sister.

In an instant the sound of feet shuffling rapidly could be heard echoing throughout the hallways. A few minutes later Gwendolyn saw Aura's messy brown hair come into view, then her baby face as well. She begin to run down the stairs, not being careful to watch her steps. Aura didn't really care she desperately wanted the feeling of being in her sister's loving arms.

"I don't know where you get all your energy from," Gwendolyn chuckled ruffling up Aura's hair.

She flashed Gwendolyn a wide toothy grin in return. "I just love you so much Gwennie."

"I love you more than infinity," Gwen replied, smiling down at her sister.

"That's not far Gwennie, nothing's greater than infinty," she pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.

"That's not true, there's something greater than infinity love," Gwendolyn says getting on her knees to be eye level with Aura.

"What's greater than infinity?" she questions while furrowing her eyebrows.

"Infinity times infinity," Gwen smiles while tucking a loose strand of hair behind Aura's ear.

Aura's eyes brighten up, turning a warm brown. "Of course," she giggles. "I love you more than infinity times infinity Gwendolyn."

"It looks like you won," Gwen smiles at Aura.

Aura begins to giggle in return, wrapping her tiny arms around Gwendolyn pulling her closer into her chest. Gwendolyn nuzzles her head in the crook of Aura's neck, wrapping her arms around Aura's waist pulling her into the surface of her body.

"I have to go Aura," Gwendolyn comments cutting off the loving embrace by pulling away from the warmth radiating off of Aura.

"I don't want you to go," Aura whines, hugging Gwendolyn tightly refusing to let her sister slip from her grasp.

"I know baby," Gwendolyn frowns, mimicking the pout on Aura's face.

"Then stay please," she begs burying her face in the nape of Gwendolyn's neck.

"It's only for a little Aura. I'm afraid I have to go, or I'll fail art. We don't want that right?" Gwendolyn asks, lifting up Aura's chin.

"No. I don't want you to fail art," she sighs removing her arms that were danging around Gwen's neck.

Gwendolyn smiles, tickling her sister's stomach to cheer her up. Aura begins to twist and turn in Gwendolyn's arms, giggling all the while. "Gwen-" she manages to say in between breaths. Gwendolyn stops when she realizes her sister is struggling to giggle and breathe at the same time.

"Will you be a big girl for me while I'm gone?"

She nods her head repeatedly. "Yes Gwennie."

"Good. I love you Aura."

"I love you too," she replies helping Gwendolyn to her feet.

Gwendolyn walked over to the front door, twisting the knob opening the door to be hit with a cool breeze. It made leaving Aura's warm embrace seem practically impossible. She looked back one last time at Aura, to see her flashing her signature toothy grin and waving up at Gwendolyn. Gwen smiled back, before shutting the door behind her.

She made her way over to her baby blue beetle. It was one of the latest models. Her dad had bought it for her a few hours before she knew that would be the last time she saw him. A frown had sketched itself onto Gwendolyn's features. She closed her eyes briefly, before shaking off the thought and hopping into the car. She turned on the radio blasting whatever mainstream song came on getting lost in her thoughts as she drove to Drew's place. She was thankful that after ten minutes she had finally made it to his house.

She turned off her car with the simple push of a button. She grabbed her backpack that was in the passenger seat, putting it on her arms letting it hang from her back. She began to feel her palms get sweaty as she walked up his driveway. She whispered to herself thoughts of encouragement. She didn't want to mess this up. She dusted off her hands on her jeans once she made it the door. She shakily rang the doorbell hearing a beep emit.

Once she looked up she came face to face with Drew. Her eyes widened, he looked cute... like always her subconscious reminded her. "Shut up," she mumbled under her breath.

"What was that?" he raised an eyebrow at her.

"Nothing," she quickly replied.

"If you say so," he chuckled. "Why don't you come in?"

"Okay," she answers, releasing a breath she was holding in.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I was just-" she cuts herself short. "You probably don't care. I'm sorry."

"No I do," he interjects grinning down at her.

She blushes looking down at the ground, to hide her face."I was just saying bye to my baby sister. She didn't want me to leave."

"That's cute. I wish I had a younger sibling."

"No you don't. She's quite a handful at times," she laughed.

He laughs with her as a result. "Why don't we go to the art room and get started?"

"Sure," she grins.

Gwendolyn follows after him as they make their way down the hallway. She wondered if he lived alone, it seemed awfully quiet in his home. It was something she wasn't used to. The silence was almost painful, she loved constantly hearing Aura's giggles throughout the house, even when she tried her hardest to study efficiently. She's drawn out of her thoughts when Drew opens a door in front of him.

"This is it," he says motioning for her to go in front of him.

Gwendolyn takes in her surroundings marveling at all the designs in what seemed like a huge art gallery. "Did you make all of this?"

"Yeah I did," he replied.

"It's amazing."

"Thank you Gwendolyn," he smiles at the ground. She pouts she liked seeing him smile.

He began to grab some paintbrushes and some scattered paint-cans in the room. He also picked up some white canvases and lined them up next to each other on the wall. Gwendolyn looked down at her outfit. She had no idea why she thought it would be a bright idea to wear white.

"I came up with a few ideas for the interactive art-piece. Could I show you?"

"Amaze me Drew," she replies flashing him a toothy grin. Causing him to do the same as well.

She watches him as he begins to make strokes against the white canvas. Different shades of blue started to form making a gradient effect. It looked like waves crashing against each other. It looked so real, it was like an illusion pulling her in like the smooth effortless ripples of tides at bay do when you get too close. She was so captivated she didn't notice that slabs of paint were falling into the air and on her favorite shirt as well.

Drew turned around when he was done. His eyes widened when he saw that she was covered in different shades of blue. "Gwendolyn your shirt."

"What about it?" She questioned, looking down as a result. Her eyes widened when she saw paint specks all over her outfit.

"This is my favorite shirt," she huffed.

"I'll buy you another one."

"It's fine Drew," she remarks crossing her arms over her chest.

He frowns. "Let me at least lend you one of my shirts."

"Okay," she says giving in to his request.

He comes back with a simple v-neck tee in his hand, a few minutes later. "Here," he says handing it over to her.

Without a second thought Gwendolyn slipped her shirt over her head. Drew's eyes widened in response. He bit his bottom lip at the sight of Gwendolyn's black lace bra. She giggled in response. "You act like you've never seen a girl's body before."

"None like yours," he cheekily smiles.

She rolls her eyes. "I've sure you've seen way better bodies you're Drew Bieber after all."

"You're beautiful Gwendolyn," he responds.

She blushes, a baby pink brightening up her cheeks. He begins to walk over to her. Suddenly finding a newfound confidence in himself, he cups her cheeks in his hands. His thumb tracing small circles over her cheek. She closed her eyes, humming in response. His hands were gentle on her skin, like they were made just to touch her, and ignite a flame inside of her.

He stops momentarily, causing Gwendolyn to open her eyes to his hazel irises intently looking at her own. He moves his face closer to her, his lips hovering over her cherry blossom ones. She could smell his minty breath, that had a slight smell of alcohol tracing it as well. She closed the gap in-between them. Wanting to feel his lips on hers desperately. Their lips molded together perfectly, moving in rhythm with each other. She loved the smell of the mint and alcohol colliding onto her taste buds. His lips felt like the wind touching her in ways only wind could, yet he was doing the same with just his lips on hers. The kiss stops when they're both breathless, possibly intoxicated off of each other.

He draws himself away from her reluctantly, wanting nothing more than to have her lips on his once more. "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that," he whispers his cool breath hitting her neck as he whispers in her ear. Goosebumps form on her skin from the effect his voice has on her.

"What took you so long?" she smirks.