chapter thirty six.

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MALLORY'S POV

"So, you're telling me this entire time you've not only been hanging out with the entire cast of Outer Banks, but you've been dating Drew Starkey for the past month and didn't bother to say anything to me?" Savannah looked at me through my phone, her eyebrows raised as she tried to comprehend all of the information I just told her.

"Look, Sav," I started, trying to explain as to why I didn't tell her anything. "I'm a private person, you know that. Drew is a private person as well and we just didn't want anyone to know yet. I don't know," I shrugged to myself. "I guess I just wanted us to last a little while before we told anyone. The only people who know are his friends and cast mates, and that's only because we would see them everyday." I told her.

I felt bad for not telling Savannah about what my life has been like for the past two months, but if I were being honest, everything felt too good to be true and I was scared of waking up one day to it all being gone. I was scared of no longer living my best life, I was scared of losing Drew, I was scared of not being friends with the entire cast anymore. And that was exactly what happened to me this morning. I woke up at my apartment in LA and it was all gone.

"I get that," Sav nodded. "But dude, it's the fucking cast of Outer Banks, how could you not at least tell me you were working for the show now? Do you have any idea how confused I was when I saw you were tagged on Drew's Instagram post? Or OBX's?" She questioned me and I agreed with her, realizing how confusing it must've been for her.

"You're right." I nodded. "I'm sorry. I guess I just got so caught up in everything, I didn't think to mention it to you."

She was making me feel even more guilty now because we watched the show together and I knew she loved everything about it just as much as I did. 

"I can't even believe it. Like my best friend shared an apartment with the Madelyn Cline and the Madison Bailey. My best friend has been dating the Drew fucking Starkey. My best friend has been in the same room as the Rudy Pankow. How did this happen?" Savannah questioned as she thought back to all of the details of my life I just told her from the past couple months.

"I'm still trying to figure that out myself." I said softly as I reflected back on everything that has happened to me since I moved to LA. 

Part of me was glad that I facetimed her because I needed someone to talk to now that I was by myself again. It felt so good to finally tell her everything. I explained what happened to her, from the first moment I laid my eyes on Drew up until now, where I was sitting on the couch of my apartment, hating myself for letting this happen. The other part of me regretted calling her because the more that I talked about my life in the past couple months, the more I felt myself getting upset over this situation. I regretted leaving Drew so much, but it had to be done.

When I got home from Charleston yesterday, I spent the entire day crying. I was so upset I let this happen. I knew it was all too good to be true. My heart felt so broken, even though I was the one to cut things off with Drew. I kept trying to tell myself it was for the better but I couldn't think of what the better would be. Drew and I made each other so happy. He cared so deeply about me and I was so in love with him.

I should've told Chase to fuck off and leave us be, but he was absolutely right. To them, I was a random girl off the streets of LA that Drew brought home to his friends. They had every right to be skeptical of me, but as time went on and the more we hung out, I thought everyone genuinely liked me. I felt so accepted and welcomed into their group the first day that I met them and they were some of the best people I had ever met. I couldn't believe I'd never get the chance to see them or hang out with them again.

"Hello? Earth to Mallory?" I heard Savannah's voice knock me out of my thoughts.

I looked down at my phone to see her waving her hand to get my attention. "Huh? I'm here." I nodded.

"Are you in love with Drew?" She asked me. I wasn't expecting that question, so I didn't know how to answer her. I felt insane for being as in love with him as I was, I didn't know whether to be honest with her or not.

"Would it be silly if I was?" I asked her softly.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you were." She replied. "I remember when we first watched Outer Banks and you practically swooned over the sight of Rafe. I knew you loved him from the show, but after spending every single day for the last two months with him and getting to know the real Drew, how do you feel?"

"I'm so in love with him." I answered her. "He's everything I thought he would be, and more. I've never felt so comfortable and so safe with someone. We have so much more in common than you would think a-and I just," I sighed, feeling myself get upset over the fact that I just ruined everything between Drew and I. "I'm so in love with Drew and I ruined everything between us." I sighed, biting my bottom lip as I felt it tremble. The thought of losing Drew and living without him hurt my heart so much, I couldn't help but cry.

"Mal, you literally told me that Drew said he was in love with you. I don't think you ruined anything between you guys. If he's in love with you and you're in love with him, you guys can't just be done with each other like nothing happened. I think you need to talk to him."

As Savannah finished her sentence, I heard a soft knock at my front door.

"Ugh," I sighed as I wiped the tears from my cheeks. "Who could that be?" I rolled my eyes as I sluggishly got off the couch.

"Don't hang up, I need to make sure it's not someone coming to kill you." Savannah told me as I walked over to the front door with my phone in my hand.

"Thanks for spiking my anxiety, Sav." I said sarcastically as I tried to look through the peephole, but all I saw was black, telling me it was covered. "The peephole's covered. I'm scared to open the door." I told her, suddenly feeling nervous about who could be on the other side. I hardly knew anyone in the city, I had no idea who it could be.

"Open it." Sav answered. "It could be someone important."

"At eight o'clock on a Thursday night?" I questioned her response.

"Dude, just open the door, it's probably nobody."

I did as she said, opening the door and as it swung open, I immediately saw the dirty-blonde haired boy who stole my heart, standing there as he held a small bouquet of sunflowers. He looked down at me, a small smile on his lips, and I felt my heart skip a beat at the sight of him standing at my front door.

"Sav," I said to my phone, my eyes not leaving Drew. "I'm gonna have to call you back."

"What? Who is it?" Savannah asked, though I was too stunned to answer her. "Mal, who's at the door? Don't hang-"

I cut her off by hanging up the phone, looking at Drew in complete awe.

"Hey," He breathed, seeming relieved to see the smile on my face.

I immediately wrapped my arms around him, hugging him as tightly as I could and I felt his arms wrap around me. My head was rested against his chest and it was like I could hear his heartbeat nearly pound out of his chest.

"What are you doing here?" I muffled as my face was against his chest. Being with him in this moment caused tears to prick my eyes because I thought I'd never get to see him again. I thought I'd never get to hug him or smell him again. I couldn't believe he was here.

"You thought you could get rid of me that easily?" Drew lightly chuckled as he gently rubbed my back, neither of us wanting to pull away from the hug.

I looked up at Drew, a smile stuck on my face as I realized he came all the way here for me. As if he were reading my mind, Drew leaned down and gently pressed his lips to mine, butterflies erupting in my stomach. I already missed feeling his lips on mine.

We pulled away from the kiss, both of us observing each other and I couldn't believe he was standing here in front of me. I couldn't believe he came all the way back to LA and came to my apartment.

"I thought you'd hate me." I said to him softly as I wondered to myself what he knew about what happened between Chase and I.

"I could never hate you." Drew said as a small smile lifted on his lips.

"Did Chase tell you everything?" I asked him softly, wondering what made him come here. If Chase told him what happened like I thought he would, Drew should hate me right now. He should be in Charleston, hating me and never wanting to see me again.

"Yeah," Drew said, softly nodding. "I'm so sorry that happened. I'm so sorry he did this."

"What did he tell you?" I asked him, curious as to what Chase's side of the story was.

Drew and I pulled away from the hug and I let him in my apartment, closing the door behind him and we walked over to the kitchen.

"Well," Drew sighed as he handed me the bouquet of my favorite flowers. "He told me about the conversation you two had. He said he was only looking out for me and he didn't want me to get hurt, but honestly, I don't think I've ever been so hurt in my life. If he was that concerned about something, he could've come to me to talk about it. It makes me so angry the way he ambushed you with those questions and accusations, especially while I was out of town. I'm so sorry he did that, Mal."

I was surprised to hear that Chase told Drew exactly what happened. I thought Chase would've twisted the truth and made me out to be the bad guy so Drew would hate me, but that wasn't the case at all.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you." I apologized, feeling guilty for hiding that from Drew. He had asked me countless times over the last few days if anything was bothering me, and it was Chase and the conversation we had, but I had to keep telling him I was fine. "I figured you'd believe Chase over me, so that's why I didn't say anything. Chase made me realize how crazy it was for me to just hang around you guys as if I'm one of you. I'm an outsider, I don't belong with you or your friends and I had no business hanging around you guys like I did." I explained to him. 

After the talk that Chase and I had, he made me realize that he was right. I could see where he would think I was using them and how weird it seemed for me to just suddenly be one of them, so that was why I decided it was best to leave.

"You are one of us, Mallory." Drew said softly. "I promise, we all love you. You get along with everyone so well, it's like you were meant to be with us. I'm so sorry for what Chase said to you but please don't think that you don't belong with us, because you do. We love having you around." He smiled and I couldn't help but smile at what he was telling me.

"It doesn't seem like Chase does." I answered him as I shrugged my shoulders. I thought I got along with everyone so well, I felt like they enjoyed having me around, but Chase proved to me otherwise.

"Chase is a fucking idiot." Drew shook his head. "Please don't listen to him, Mallory. You're so much more than some girl off the street, trust me. I wouldn't have introduced you to my friends if I didn't see something in you."

I smiled, remembering the first day I met all of his friends. "Mads said that exact thing when we first met. She told me you saw something in me."

Drew smiled and lightly nodded, knowing that was true. "She was right." He nodded. "I know she saw something in you too because you two are like twins. I've never seen her get along with someone the way she does with you."

"She is my twin flame." I stated, a smirk on my lips as I rolled my eyes.

"She already misses you, Mal. Everyone misses you. Come back to Charleston with me, you belong with us." Drew persuaded me and as much as I'd love to go back to Charleston to see the Maddies, Rudy, Austin, JD and everyone else, I was stuck here now.

"I'd love to," I started and I saw Drew raise his eyebrows, getting excited to hear that. "But Drew, I came back here and now I have to stay here. It was so hard for me to convince Jonas to leave and it was even harder for me to convince my boss to let me work in LA for the remainder of my internship. I can't just go back like nothing happened." I explained to him.

"Let me talk to Jonas. I'll get you back in Charleston with us. I'm not leaving LA unless you're coming with me." He told me.

I stepped closer to my boyfriend and I smiled as I looked up at him. "I love you." I said softly.

Drew smiled before he leaned down and gently kissed my lips, my eyes closing in utter bliss. He pulled away after a few seconds before a soft smile tugged at the corner of his lip.

"I love you too."

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a/n:

i'm so sorry for not updating for a week i've been so distracted and i didn't want this chapter to be shitty (even tho it still is and for that i apologize)

alsooo i was gonna go in a completely different direction with this chapter (where drew shows up to mallory's place and she seriously ends things with him) butttt i can't afford y'alls therapy appointments (i can't even afford my own) so i hope this somewhat cute and long chapter makes up for it<3

also also i hate making chase the bad guy bc i fucking love the shit out of chase irl sooo this is rough for me to write but it izz what it izz

lmk ur thoughts!!

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