This is a little more than overdue…Dx DON'T HATE ME!

Ever know what you want to say, but don't know how to say it?

Yeah. Story of my life.

Anyways, I hope this chapter makes up for my absence.

(I don't own…if you haven't gotten that yet…then you're more deranged than moi.)

Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl

-Crazy for this Girl by Evan and Jaron

RECAP

Drew stood in front of her. He took a step in and leaned against her. Her eyes widened as he leaned in closer.

"January," he breathed in her ear, "I just want to talk." Taking a step back, he put his hands on her shoulders, sizing her up. May gazed into his eyes and recognized a softer side of Drew. He nodded at her and went to the driver's side of the car and got in.

And May, the faint-hearted pansy, got in the passenger seat.

Although Drew's car was a 2011 Ford Mustang (a/n: I. Am. So. Jealous.), it didn't mean that it would warm up at 20 below. May shivered in the passenger seat.

"Jeez, Drew, can you warm this thing up any faster?" she muttered as she rubbed her hands together.

He scowled. "Oh, sure," he replied sarcastically, "I'll just snap my fingers, and voila!" He snapped his fingers, and then turned into his driveway.

"C'mon," he said as he got out of the car. May opened the door to feel a burst of cold air rush in at her. She slammed the door, resulting in a dirty look from Drew that went ignored, and ran out of the car, up the sidewalk, and instead of the door opening like it should have, it was locked…

…and she ran into it.

"Son of a…" she muttered, rubbing her head. Drew chuckled as he came up behind her.

"I don't think anyone's home." He said, using one of his keys to unlock the door. May ran inside, welcoming the warmth. She looked around.

"Wow…" she breathed as she looked around Drew's house. She walked into a lounge-like area near the fireplace.

Drew closed the door behind him. "Uh, you can go sit in there." He said, gesturing at the living room to their right.

May took a seat in the loveseat across from the fireplace. She looked down at her blistering palm as she thought.

She wondered how Drew felt; if he thought about 'them' as much as she did.

She highly doubted it.

"Rose?" Roselia said, walking in front of her. May smiled and carefully patted her head. "Rose!" she exclaimed excitedly, releasing a white rose and putting it on May's lap.

She smiled. "Is that for me?" May asked innocently. "Rose!" Roselia replied, bursting with pride.

May smiled brightly. "Thank you!" she exclaimed as she fingered the delicate rose.

"Here," Drew said, interrupting her train of thought as he walked into the room, handing May an ice pack. May took it, perking a brow in confusion. "To bring the swelling down." He added as he noticed her puzzled expression. She nodded.

He frowned at the rose in her lap. "Who'd you get that from?"

May raised an eyebrow . "Um, your Pokémon?" she replied, giving him a skeptical look. "Why? You jealous?"

He huffed. "Dream on."

He sat down next to her. "So," he said, staring at the fireplace, "Are you gonna tell me why you forfeited?"

May glanced at the hardwood floor uncomfortably. She feared the tears that froze to her cheeks before were going to return. She looked up into the warmth of the fireplace as she tried to figure out what to say.

'Because I love you. I love you, Drew Hayden, and I can't stand looking at you, because I have a huge pathetic crush on you. I love you and my Pokémon almost killed you.

I freaking love you Drew, but I don't want to hurt you.'

Her emotions at the moment were swirling faster than one of Dawn's Piplup's Whirlpools.

And those things spun FAST.

She wanted to say those words so badly, but she couldn't. She shrugged in response. "Didn't feel like fighting, I guess."

Drew raised a brow. "Really." He mused. He leaned back in his seat, unconvinced. "What are you running from?" he asked her straightforwardly, cocking his head to the side.

May tried to swallow the lump in her throat. It would be so much easier if she could just go lie in her bed and cry. As she felt a tear roll down her cheek, she mentally scolded herself for showing weakness. She had to stop being such a crybaby.

Drew cringed as he saw her lip quiver. He hated seeing girls cry. It felt the same as, say, getting a swift kick below the belt, in his opinion.

"Hey-" he said as he scooted over. He laid his hand over her good hand and kind of played with it. May couldn't ignore the dramatic increase in her heart rate. "What's wrong?"

She shrugged again. "Guess I'm just a little sad that I'm leaving tomorrow. That's all."

He nodded, turning away. "Is-is Combuskin okay?" he asked, trying to change the subject, but not losing his sudden interest in her hand.

May let her gaze shift down to the ground. "I don't know what got into him." She said softly. "He got the same look in his eyes that Charmander had when-when…" She trailed off, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

Drew quirked a brow. "Interesting." He muttered thoughtfully. "I wonder if it's in fire Pokémon's nature that if pushed the wrong way, it reacts, kind of like in self-defense."

She shrugged and pulled out Combuskin's poke ball. "I've never felt so…helpless." She said softly, letting a tear fall down her cheek. "He's never been super defiant or anything." She added, pulling her hand away so she could clench her hands together. "I don't understand why he was so hot-headed all of a sudden."

He shrugged, letting his lips curve into a sly smirk. "Like trainer, like Pokémon." He said impulsively.

And that was the tipping point. The point where she couldn't take it anymore.

May had had enough.

"Damnit, Drew!" May cried, causing him to jump back. "You always tease me and piss me off, and then you act like you, I don't know, LIKE me or something. It's like every time you give me a sign, you do a bunch of shit to contradict everything you've just done! What do you expect me to say?"

Drew stared at her in silence. He'd heard May rant before…

…just with less…profanity.

And he was intimidated.

Yes, Drew Hayden was rendered speechless, because everything she said was true.

May rolled her eyes. "And," she ranted on, "whenever I actually WANT an answer, you don't give me jack. It pisses me off!"

She took a breath, and looked into his bewildered eyes. "This last month, I've never felt closer to you, but at the same time, never felt so distant because I can never tell what you're thinking. You hold a front up, and I never know who to expect-the Drew who's sweet, kind, and compassionate, or the Drew that's an arrogant jerk and a tease."

She stood up. "I can't do this anymore. So, this is my goodbye Drew." She said, and without hesitation, she flicked him off.

Drew frowned. "Gee, thanks." He said sardonically.

May stomped out of Drew's house and slammed the door.

As Drew watched her go, he saw a piece of folded paper flutter to the floor. After he was sure she was gone, he stood and went to grab the note.

He slowly opened it, reading the contents.

'Dear Drew,

I know I'll probably be gone, and actually, I'll probably never have the balls to give this to you. (seeing that I don't even have balls anyways…)

He couldn't hold back the small smile that came to his lips.

Only May (and maybe Misty) would say something like that.

He continued back where he left off.

But, after everything, I can't help but know that I'm going to miss you more than ever. Today, I'm probably going to have to fight you, but I don't know if I can, because I'm fighting too much for you. Fighting falling for you, but that's not working. Fighting the hope that you feel the same way.

At that club, when you asked me what I was running from, I should've said you. Why am I running? To protect you from me, because there's no way you can feel the same way. To protect myself, because I knew if I fell for you, leaving would be that much harder.

It's too late though. I'm already screwed, and hell, I don't even care.

Yeah, I'm pathetic. I don't even care, because you'll never read this.

I LOVE YOU, DREW.'

Drew fell into the seat behind him. His legs just…gave out.

May loved him?

His heart started beating rapidly.

"She loves me?" he whispered to himself, re-reading the letter for clarification.

Yup, she loves him.

Holy guacamole. He needed a time out.

He took in a shaky breath, running both hands through his hair. It was a lot to take in.

Although, it all made sense.

The necklace, the near-kiss at the park after the dance, the masquerade…

…and there were some things on his part too. How he bargained with the teacher that night after the basketball game to give May a passing grade for their project that they never got to do, even if it meant him failing. How he comforted her that night, and how everything felt so right when she slept in his arms. Why whenever he hung out with clingy nasty Naomi, he couldn't focus when May entered the room.

Maybe it was always May.

"Rose?" Roselia said, poking Drew with a rose.

He sighed as he took at the gorgeous red rose.

He never got to give it to her.

The next morning, May packed her last box into the moving van.

She turned around and looked back at the dorms one last time.

Moving away was one thing.

Moving on was another.

She had already said goodbye to her friends the night before at the after-party for the coordinators. Everyone except Drew.

That goodbye was already done.

"Well, this is it." She sighed as she closed the door to her former home.

"No, it's not"

She froze. "Shit," she muttered under her breath.

May spun around. "What," she said impatiently, "do you want, Drew?"

He frowned. "Hello to you too, May." He mused sarcastically, leaning against his car and fondling the petals of a beautiful red rose.

She scowled. "Well, Drew, if you don't have a legit reason to be here, you can just leave. I already said goodbye."

"Chill, July." He replied irately, walking up the sidewalk and handing her the rose. He took another step towards her. "You may have said goodbye…but I haven't." he said smoothly.

May puckered her brow. "Oh." she muttered lowly, a slight blush forming while she focused on the delicate rose in front of her.

He took in a nervous breath, which didn't go unnoticed by May.

She perked a brow. "What?" Drew snapped, looking a little flustered.

"What did you do to Drew?" She teased. "Mr Bipolar-"

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her, making her stumble forward into his chest. He showed no signs of his previous wavering composure. May gasped as he swiftly pulled her so now, she was the one leaning against the door, and Drew was standing in front of her. Her breath hitched in her throat as she looked up into his green eyes, which showed no weaknesses now.

"Duct tape in the closet." He breathed, staring into her eyes.

May could feel his warm breath teasing her lips She felt her cheeks flush scarlet as she looked between his lips and his eyes. If she leaned up a little more…

She closed her eyes miserably and turned away. "No." she whispered, fighting back with the little self-control she had left.

He sighed. "You can't run forever, May." He stated impatiently.

She cocked her head in confusion. "I'm not-"

"Don't give me that." Drew interrupted. "Let me talk now."

He sighed. This was definitely going to deflate his ego.

"You say I never give you a sign," he muttered, his eyes locked onto her ocean-blue ones, "but have you ever taken enough time to look?"

May looked away uncomfortably. Anyone who knew her knew that she either A.) Didn't think enough, or B.) Thought too much about something while overlaying the important stuff.

Now, she realized that not only was Drew right, he was looking pretty damn fine right now…

"Remember the night you sprained your ankle?" Drew asked, trying to get a response from her. May nodded slowly. "We talked about someone liking me for me. And I don't think I've ever met someone that doesn't seem to like me for my looks or anything, until I met you."

May just stared at him, her lips pursed.

"It's now or never." He said challengingly, glancing between her eyes and her lips.

And May never turned down a challenge.

Who knows if that was Drew's plan all along…

(A/n: Me.)

Whatever the case, May groaned in agony, and said "You're such a tease."…

…and grabbing his shirt, she pulled him towards him until their lips crashed together in a bruising kiss. Drew snaked his arms around her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His tongue slid across her lips, begging for entrance. May complied, shuddering when she let him explore her mouth.

Eventually, they had to part for air.

"Hey May," Drew said slowly.

"Yeah?"

"You do realize that Petalburg is only an hour away, right?

"…"

"…WHAT!"

Drew chuckled, shaking his head. "You didn't know?"

May narrowed her eyes as she blushed 40 shades of red. "No..." she grumbled, refusing to give Drew eye contact. "I thought it was like, 6 hours, not one."

He rolled his eyes, still holding her waist. "It's called a map, June." He said sarcastically.

"Sh-shut up!"

Even if the declaration was the spur of the moment, May couldn't be happier. The guy she cared about so much cared about her too, and now, they could express it openly.

She leaned her head on his shoulder as she hugged him. Drew rested his head oh hers and whispered, "I knew it was you at the dance."

May looked up at him, a smirk tugging at the edge of her lips. "And how do you know that, might I ask?"

Smiling, he pulled away and gently pulled the necklace. May looked down and blushed some more, having been so easily caught. "Oh." She muttered embarrassingly.

He placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "I'll come see you next weekend." He said cockily. "You still owe me a battle…"

May smirked back.

"Maybe later. I don't want to make you cry today." She teased.

He rolled his eyes. "Later, Maple." He said, walking back to his car.

May smiled. "Later, Hayden."

She stood and waved as he drove away, smiling and thought of a song by Audio Adrenaline.

"You know I won't forget you
You know I never could
And when I say I loved you
You know I meant for good"

Awwwh *tear* (:

Thank you for reading this. When I started writing this, I never thought it would end up like this.

And for my first story…(well…it kind of sucked…) …it wasn't horrible (:

Thanks a million majillion to everyone for reviewing-splitheart1120, Flute_Hero13, you guys have been with me since the beginning, so a gazillion thanks to youuu! And a gazillion to the rest of you for reading (:

SO WHAT ABOUT MISTY AND DAWN?

Well, I'm going to post a bonus chapter after this one. When? I have no idea. xD

It will probably be out towards the end of April. (Being a senior has taken over my life...)

If you want to read it, go right ahead. :3 If not, well …I'll just keep my thoughts to myself. *cough cough*

THANK YOU SO MUCHHH!

And, lastly, PLEASE REVIEW! :D