#itsdrew

[yeaahishowedupatyourparty]

“I find it so hard to make friends here,” Drew shrugged, biting into his sandwich and looking off of the balcony and out to the view of the beach. “Not here as in Gold Coast, here as in talent academies. I feel like the moment you’re not single, you’re as good as dead to most girls and apparently guys don’t do friendships at this place.” He swallowed, taking a sip of his drink and glanced at the other person. “Have you had any luck? If so, what’s the secret?” 

[yeaahishowedupatyourparty]

“I was doing so well until I got to the damn after-party. I’d like to publicly apologise to my girlfriend for passing out on campus and not making it home. Guess whose going to be doing damage control for the next two months?” 

[yeaahishowedupatyourparty]

@papcrhouses​

“Are you trying to tell me that you haven’t finished your Christmas shopping yet?” Drew tried to sound disappointed, but there was nothing disappointing about Annabel. She was too cute. He rolled his eyes, pulling her closer and looping his arms around her waist. He’d just got back from class and was exhausted, but would pick spending time with her over sleeping, anyway. “Want to go and do some last minute stuff in London, then?”

[vanityplatesofmi]

[yeaahishowedupatyourparty]

"The power Miley Cyrus holds when she sings that high note in her Arctic Monkey cover. Are you fucking kidding me?"