Between the Lines

Middle Man

" Two persons never read the same book" - Edmund Wilson

*ANDYS POV*

Niall has been super busy lately we haven't talked in almost three days, and even though I promised myself that I wouldn't be discouraged I did feel a bit neglected.

Class didn't start for another 30 minutes, but I wanted to ask the teacher some questions about my film and how to format a certain scene. I sat in the car not wanting to move, all I wanted to do was sit at home in bed starring at my phone till the phone rang.

Finally after a moment and a lot of self strength I removed my body from the small car, walking towards those long hallways and empty classes.

The professor wasn't in the class room so I decided to take my seat early and set up my lap top for note taking.

As I leaned over the table to reach into my bag in search of my glasses I heard footsteps enter the room. Once I had placed my glasses over my face and looked up I saw Dylan, he didn't smile as he usually did or even look towards me. Which really bothered me, for some reason that really hurt.

" Hey Dylan!" I smiled trying to get him to pay attention

He said nothing, the awkward tension in the room was a slap in the face.

" what do you want Andrea?" The sudden response earning a flinch as he referred to me as 'Andrea'

" Just wanted to say hi..." My smile slowly faded as I turned around placing my head in my hands sighing deeply.

Finally he gave in I knew he wouldn't last very long, before I could react he was kneeling in front of the table top seat smiling softly remorse in his light green eyes, Dylan brushed his messy hair away from his face. As his lips moved slowly

" I'm sorry Andrea you did nothing wrong, I'm just being a jerk. Please forgive me, I miss us being friends"

He made a puppy face, earning a giggle. I nodded getting out of my seat to hug him he stood up from kneeling wrapping his long arms around my waist. Despite his rude behavior, along with his death glares I missed his friendship. Especially now that Niall is gone for another month and a half I needed this type of company.

The hug lasted longer than expected, his arms enveloped my body without any effort. Dylan is a lot taller than Niall my head barely inching toward his chest, since my head was buried into his body I couldn't help but smell his cologne that wasn't strong and spice filler it was smooth. Niall rarely wore cologne he had his own type of scent, but it wasn't like this I made a mental note to ask Dylan what type of cologne he wore.

Dylan's arms departed my waist, and if I saw correctly the apples of his cheeks were a slight tint of pink. He looked down kicking his heels causing me to breathlessly laugh, he turned away to sit back in his seat when I asked him to sit beside me. He politely accepted, so I moved my belongings over making room for my long time missed friend.

The rest of the class I was so distracted that I had completely forgot to ask my teacher for help on my film.

" Shoot"

I snapped my fingers as I recollected my thoughts, it was too late I had another class so I couldn't go back. I'd ask him next class.

My next class was Journalism a class that I really enjoyed because we always knew current events, I had recently signed up for the next semester. The teacher was very polite and caring she always read our papers making side notes to help improve our writing.

At the end of class she passed back out recent articles this one was free hand writing on what "current events " are going on in our lives.

When the teacher handed me back my paper she smiled raising a brow, she obviously understood that I had a new person in my life. I vaguely wrote about Niall not wanting to give to much away, she understood.