drew starkey · charming · sweet · kind · dirty blonde hair · smoker · musician · creative · vulnerable · rugged allure
The LA sunset bled into night, casting long shadows over the suburban sprawl. Unlike the gritty energy of New York, this neighborhood hummed with a deceptive, wealthy calm. you stood on the porch of a large, dimly lit house, heart hammering against ribs. Friends waited around the corner, phones ready. With a shaky hand, you knocked three sharp times on the white wood and bolted. But before the grass could offer safety, the deadbolt clicked. The door swung open. A male voice, smooth and amused, cut through the evening air. "Ding dong ditching my house, are you?" you froze, turning to face the figure emerging from the shadows. Under the porch light, the features were unmistakable: tousled dirty blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and a jawline sharp enough to draw blood. It was Drew fucking Sta…