My Best Friend's A Boy

Chapter 4. Phone Call

Aiden's POV

My phone rings I groan and reach for it, while I stay laying on my stomach.

"Hello." I mumble incoherently into the phone.

"Aiden." Andy cry's into the phone. "What are you doing?" She asks between sobs.

"Mmm sleeping why?" I mumble. 

"Can you pick me up?" She asks.

"Are you serious?" I ask her as I look at my alarm clock that reads almost 11 P.M.

"I tried calling everyone else, I'm sorry. He just kind of left me here and it's kind of cold I don't have a coat and-" I cut her off.

"Shh okay baby fine I get it I'm comin'." I mumble to her.

"Thank you." She mumbles.

"Anytime." I mumble back, course I'm pretty sure she already knows it.

I hang up the phone and quickly throw a shirt on.

I slip my sandals on and quickly go down the steps grabbing my key's off the fridge.

I head out the back door and get into my black Chevy truck.

I back quickly out of the driveway and turn the heat on.

No shit it's cold she wasn't kidding. 

I drive quickly toward's Rolling Meadows. 

Rolling meadow's Alabama isn't a very big town only a few thousand people in population but surrounded by ranch's.

I forgot to ask where she was so I pick the phone up and dial her number.

"Yeah?" She asks.

"Where are you?" I ask.

"I'm just outside of Marion's Diner." She says.

I take a left driving up main street quickly. 

"Be there in a minute." I tell her and hang up.

I pull up near the parking lot but she's standing on the sidewalk, she is in nothing but a short thin white dress and heals, bare legs not even tights. Damn.

She quickly jumps into the truck and I grab a blanket and throw it over her.

"Thanks." She chatters her teeth.

"What the fuck happened?" I ask confused.

"D-doesn't m-matter." She says through her rattling teeth.

"The fuck it doesn't, I'm gonna beat his ass it's 38 degrees out!" I yell.

"A-aiden." She tries to say in a stern voice.

"Shut up the more you talk the more pissed off I get." I say to her. It's true she's so damn cold.

"You going home?" I ask her.

"N-no." She mumbles.

I kind of figured. 

When she and Tyler fight I wind up dealing with it.

I pull the truck up into the driveway and pull her out keeping the blanket wrapped around her and rush her into the house.

I grab a shirt out of my closet and hand it to her. She goes into my bathroom and changes then quickly comes out and jumps under the cover's next to me.

She's ice cold, like dead cold.

"Fuck." I say and shiver. "You are damn cold." 

"I know." She whispers and cuddles into me further. We're both laying on our sides facing each other she has her head buried into my naked chest. I wrap my arms tightly around her and put one of my legs in between hers, and she throws her other leg around my waist wrapping one arm around my waist and the other arm between our bodies.

"You gonna tell me?" I ask her. "I saved your ass I think I got a right to know." I add.

She sighs and looks up at me. "We got into a fight about you and what'd happened the other night. He knows what Samantha and I were fighting about. He saw you pulling me off and carrying me out of the house." She says.

"How's that different from any party we go to." I chuckle.

"He's just fed up with it, people think it's weird we're seeing other people but spend more time with each other."  She whispers.

"That's cause we actually like each other." I joke.

"They think it's more then a like." She says.

"So what else happened?" I ask.

"He yelled at me, brought up my mom and I slapped him. He pulled me outside we yelled some more and I walked away from him and he got in his truck and drove off like a bat out of hell." She explains.

"Just dump his ass, I may not be very good at advice but this time I'm telling you love ain't like that. You and Tyler have been together a year and are always fighting." I say to her running a hand through her hair.

"I don't know." She mumbles.

I hate seeing her like this. It's hard watching your best friend get treated like shes not worth a shit. 

It's hard for me to watch Tyler and Samantha treat her like shit. Truth is if I thought there was even the slightest chance that she had feelings for me I'd say something to her.

I don't think she feels that way for me though, we grew up together we know everything there is to know about each other I even know about the birth mark on her ass. Which I shouldn't know that because I've never had sex with her, I'm sure Tyler know's it though. 

Jason was giving her shit for being a virgin she got mad and said fuck you dude I ain't a virgin. I'm pretty sure she was telling the truth because she sort of blushed afterwards and Andy doesn't blush.

Even if she did happen to feel that way about me, what if we don't work out? What if we wind up together have a bad break up and I never see her again. I'm selfish enough to not want to ever lose her, at the same time I hate the thought of other guy's touching her. 

I've slept with two girls, that is it. A lot of people including Andy think I've hooked up with several girls but I haven't. I haven't even had sex with Samantha but everyone thinks I have. 

The rumors in this town are so thick you could cut them with a knife, you can't separate truth from lies. 

Andy and I never cared what people thought about us, but lately she does care because I think she is sick of being bullied over it by people. 

A lot of people actually like Andy, for a tom boy she is very popular and part of that may be because of me. 

I look down at Andy and she is fast asleep. I very gently kiss the top of her head and whisper "It's gonna be okay baby." Truth is I don't even care if she heard me.

She sighs contently and cuddles her way further into my chest finally warmed up. 

Monday, I might just beat Tyler's ass that ain't noway to treat any girl I don't even do that shit.