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three

"Hey Laney, time to wake up."

It was Andrew who was shaking me and trying to wake me up. I sat up and put my empty bottle on the nightstand in his room, next to six other bottles which I assumed were all mine. I don't remember falling asleep, I don't remember anything. I was in Andrews bed. He was walking around in a pair of sweatpants and no shirt. I looked at his chest, at his really nice and toned chest. I knew he worked out but I had never seen him like this. He grabbed a shirt from his closet and threw it over to me. I caught it and looked at him in a confused manner.

"I don't want your dad to be upset since you reek like alcohol."

"Oh, thanks Andrew."

I stood up and pulled my shirt over my head and heard a sharp gasp come from Andrew. I pretended that I didn't hear it and turned around to put on the shirt. I pulled down my pants only to realize I didn't have anything to put on. I turned around and asked him if he had any sweatpants I could borrow. With me being only 5'2, his pants were really long on me. He looked at me and a small smile hinted at his lips. I smirked back at him and went over to sit on the bed, grabbing my purse as I leaped up. I pulled out my phone and saw a text from Gio that read

"Meet me in the park at 1:30 today."

I moaned in displeasure, I didn't want to see Gio. Nonetheless, I responded with a simple "ok". Andrew heard my moan and asked what was bothering me. I told him my story about Gio. He told me that I was too good for him, that he was a scumbag that was lying to me. My eyes watered and I tried to stop my lip from quivering, but it was no use. I had a breakdown right there on Andrews bed. He quickly got behind me and held me tight.

"It's gonna be okay, I promise. You'll be fine, Gio is going to see his mistake and apologize."

Andrew held me for the entire 20 minutes that I cried, reassuring me the entire time. After I was done with my little episode, I asked him to walk me to the park. He said he would be happy to. We walked to the park in silence, but I felt his presence, and that was enough for me. When we got to the park, it was already 1:26. I hugged him and thanked him, and he walked away in the direction of his house. At 1:29, Gio arrived. I asked him how the barbecue was.

"It was fine. Do you know how beautiful you are?"

"Who else was there?"

"Nobody you would know. Your eyes are so blue, baby doll."

I knew that it was all a lie. I asked to borrow his phone to call my friend for a ride back home since it looked like it was going to rain. He reluctantly said okay, and in his text messages, I found the answer to the question I had been asking since the day before:

Was he cheating on me?