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Sophie's POV

"How the fuck did I get here?" I sit up quickly.

Where's Andrew?

I sigh to myself and get up from his queen sized bed. I pace around the room for a minute to try and clear my head. I can't remember anything from last night and it's killing me.

I decide to go downstairs and check to see if anybody's home. I hear voices and the sound of the tv as I step outside of his room. I hope his brother's home from college.

"Andrew, you know how I feel about girls in your bedroom especially over night. Who did you bring in your room last night? It better not have been Lexi. I don't like that slut." I overhear Mrs. Bazzi saying to Drew.

"Mom, it was just Sophie and don't call my girlfriend a slut." He calmly assures her.

"Girlfriend?! You're dating a skank and then you brought your best friend home last night from a party and then slept with her? Andrew Bazzi! I didn't raise a manwhore!" She raises her voice slightly.

"We didn't have sex, mom. Be quiet! Soph is sleeping and she probably has a hangover. Don't make it worse." He begs her.

"You're lucky that I adore Sophie and her family. If it was Lexi or any other female then you'd be grounded." She walks off towards the kitchen and out the back door of their house.

"You can come down now." Andrew yells to where I am eavesdropping.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop." I apologize.

"You're fine." He shrugs.

"What, uh.. happened last night?" I casually ask.

"Why should I tell you? I'll either get called a liar or get told that I'm trying to break you and Jacob up." He takes a seat on his couch.

"I'm willing to listen. I want to know what happened, Andrew." I catch an attitude with him.

"Don't get mad at me for telling the truth." He warns.

"I won't." I promise.

"Okay, so basically your so called boyfriend tried to rape you and I stopped it." He straight up says.

"He did what?" I practically scream.

"He kept telling you to be quiet and to have some fun with him and then he started to.." He stops briefly.

I take a seat next to him as he stares at me closely.

"He started to.. touch you." He finishes.

"I don't know what to think." I look down.

"That your boyfriend almost raped you." He snaps.

"Why are you being so.. mean?" I blurt out.

"I'm not. I could at least get a thank you!" He starts to get up.

I grab his hand and pull him back down.

"Don't leave." I say, still gripping his hand.

"I warned you about him, Sophia." He talks to me in a serious tone.

"So this is about me? What about you and Lexi? You're dating a practical slut!" He stays silent at my words.

I sigh.

"You let her talk down to me. I'm suppose to be your best friend. I always chose you over my ex boyfriends. Why can't you do the same for me?" I put my head in my hands.

We stay silent for a minute.

"You're right." Is all I hear him say.

"What?"

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