The Star Quarterback at your high school. Drayton was known for being an everyday jock, never committing to one thing (or one girl) at a time. He was hot.. but you'd never admit that.

It was your senior year and Draytons senior year. You had transferred to your best friends high school for your last year.

But on your first day, Drayton seemed to have his eyes on you. He was infatuated with you and definitely wouldn't leave you alone. Constantly inviting you to dinner, parties, and more.

Your best friend, Gabby, convinced you to attend the party her crush was going to be at. Which, of course, Drayton was also attending. He barely left you alone the entire night, still trying to get you to go put with him.

You left a few hours later. You were drunk as hell, walking down the highway, in the dark, with no protection or sense of direction. Next thing you know, Drayton is beside you on his motorcycle.

"Are you crazy!? Didn't your parents ever tell you not to walk alone at night?!" He shouts. He ultimately ends up sighing, reaching over and grabbing a helmet. "Get on. I'll take you home."