It was YOU.

Chapter 26:Rejected For sure...

Chapter 26:

Ryan and I left Shane in the limo for a while as we took KC and Lance up to their shared hotel room.KC  was clinging onto Ryan like a koala saying things which were absolutely irrelevant to my interests.   

Lance in the other hand was so heavy I practically had to drag him until a security guard helped me.  

We rummaged through their pockets for keys and eventually found it in KC's shoe.  

When we got inside, we threw them on the bed.  

I looked at Ryan. “This was really going to be fun, eh?” I sarcastically said.  

He gave me a smug look and I punched him on his arm.  

“Well,KC seems to have a crush on you… You can stay here and clear up these two while I get a guard to help me with  Shane!” I laughed and ran out.   

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It took even more effort to get Shane up to his room and I pushed him off me and onto his bed. He was still… awake in his own way and I went to get a cup of water.  

Pouring it down his mouth he seemed to had cleared his mind a little.   

“Andrea… don’t liffff Lawhnce.” He mumbled. I poured the rest of the water in his mouth got up to get a tissue. When I got back I gulped as he was wiping the water dripping around his face with his arm.  

I shook my head and went to wipe his arm that was wet. I sat him up and he finally opened his eyes and he sighed.  

“Are you sober enough Mr. Drunkyard?” I asked, trying to get him to sit up.  

“I am sober!Andrea… doesn’t like Lance…” He said, it was like he was going to cry. “She doesn’t love Travis… she’s saying it on purpose…”  

Uh huh, you’re really sober. Unless you’re a mad great actor… which I doubt.  

“Wait,Shane – who am I right now?” I asked.  

“Joanna…”  

I frowned. He thought I was Joanna? Thanks for the love, even when you’re drunk you think about her…  

“Joanna… I don’t like you… I never did, I just want Andrea. Let me be…” His tears rapidly fell down. “She doesn’t want me though, she probably likes-“ He paused, “Lance… she let him hold her hand… sleep on her lap and chose to help him before me… will I ever become her priority?”  

Now if I knew water would make him speak clearer and think properly I wouldn’t have given it to him. I wiped his tears. He was drunk, no harm can do, right?  

“Andrea does love you; she’s just not willing to admit it. She doesn’t want to hurt Travis nor you, you only feel gratitude for Joan- I mean, me but that’s the same way Andrea feels about Travis…” The words just came out of my mouth but he was drunk, it was fine.  

“You liar! Go away!” He pushed me off, “I want Andrea!” His voice became weak. “I just want… Andrea…”  

Feeling guilty I quickly left the room. What did I do other than hurt him?   I saw Lance in front of me.   “Weren’t you dead drunk earlier?”  

“Bit… beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetter?” He struggled to walk so I held onto his arms to keep him steady but he pushed me against Shane’s room door. I gulped. Ugh, why was he and Shane such drinkers that they don’t get drunk for a whole night and pass out till the next day?  

“Did you forget me?” He asked.  

So… he wasn’t really sober then. Did I forget him? Did I know him?  

“Was I that non-existent to you during high school?” He asked again. I tried to push him off but he just pulled away my hands and put them above my head with a grip that actually hurt.  

I stared at his face to see if I could remember anything and it finally hit me. He was the guy who confessed his “undying” love to me that I made fun of and rejected in front of a lot of people after I split up with Shane. I mean, it weren’t the whole school but our whole year group.  

“You… you’re that guy who always covered his face and wore a baseball hat?”  

He didn’t respond but once again, he closed the distance between us – securing my lips in his before we fell back from the door behind us opening.   I landed painfully on my back with Lance on top of me and Shane overlooking us both with a seriously, and ridiculously angry expression. He looked ferocious.   

Uh oh.