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You‌ ‌storm‌ ‌over‌ ‌to‌ ‌Andy's‌ ‌car‌ ‌where‌ ‌he‌ ‌gets‌ ‌out‌ ‌to‌ ‌greet‌ ‌you.‌ ‌You‌ ‌were‌ ‌pissed.‌ ‌

"Are‌ ‌you‌ ‌alright?"‌ ‌He‌ ‌asks,‌ ‌rubbing‌ ‌your‌ ‌back.‌ ‌You‌ ‌sigh‌ ‌and‌ ‌release‌ ‌some‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌tension‌ ‌in‌ ‌your‌ ‌shoulders.‌ ‌

"Not‌ ‌really,‌ ‌Ghost‌ ‌just‌ ‌tried‌ ‌to‌ ‌preach‌ ‌to‌ ‌me‌ ‌about‌ ‌our‌ ‌relationship."‌ ‌You‌ ‌mutter‌ ‌and‌ ‌look‌ ‌up‌ ‌at‌ ‌him.‌ ‌He‌ ‌shoots‌ ‌a‌ ‌glare‌ ‌at‌ ‌your‌ ‌brother,‌ ‌before‌ ‌opening‌ ‌the‌ ‌car‌ ‌door‌ ‌for‌ ‌you.‌ ‌You‌ ‌smile‌ ‌slightly.‌ ‌What‌ ‌a‌ ‌gentleman.‌‌ ‌You‌ ‌get‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌car‌ ‌and‌ ‌close‌ ‌the‌ ‌door,‌ ‌not‌ ‌bothering‌ ‌to‌ ‌look‌ ‌back‌ ‌at‌ ‌your‌ ‌brother‌ ‌and‌ ‌his‌ ‌friends.‌ ‌You‌ ‌just‌ ‌wanted‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌with‌ ‌Andy.‌ ‌ ‌

"So,‌ ‌are‌ ‌you‌ ‌still‌ ‌up‌ ‌for‌ ‌a‌ ‌late‌ ‌lunch?"‌ ‌He‌ ‌smiles‌ ‌at‌ ‌you,‌ ‌resting‌ ‌his‌ ‌hand‌ ‌on‌ ‌your‌ ‌thigh.‌ ‌You‌ ‌rest‌ ‌yours‌ ‌on‌ ‌top‌ ‌of‌ ‌his‌ ‌and‌ ‌nod.‌

"Yes,‌ ‌I'm‌ ‌starving."‌ ‌

"Good,‌ ‌because‌ ‌I‌ ‌know‌ ‌the‌ ‌perfect‌ ‌place."‌ ‌He‌ ‌smirks,‌ ‌driving‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌restaurant.‌ ‌You‌ ‌knew‌ ‌he‌ ‌wasn't‌ ‌a‌ ‌bad‌ ‌guy.‌ ‌You‌ ‌think....‌ ‌You‌ ‌might...‌ ‌L-word‌ ‌him.‌ ‌You‌ ‌look‌ ‌at‌ ‌him‌ ‌and‌ ‌smile,‌ ‌leaning‌ ‌over‌ ‌to‌ ‌kiss‌ ‌his‌ ‌cheek.‌ ‌It‌ ‌was‌ ‌subtle,‌ ‌but‌ ‌you‌ ‌could‌ ‌notice‌ ‌how‌ ‌he‌ ‌flinched‌ ‌away.‌ ‌This‌ ‌made‌ ‌your‌ ‌heart‌ ‌pang,‌ ‌and‌ ‌you‌ ‌kind‌ ‌of‌ ‌regret‌ ‌doing‌ ‌it.‌ ‌You've‌ ‌kissed‌ ‌before,‌ ‌and‌ ‌he‌ ‌usually‌ ‌doesn't‌ ‌shy‌ ‌away.‌ ‌You‌ ‌immediately‌ ‌start‌ ‌overthinking,‌ ‌getting‌ ‌worked‌ ‌up‌ ‌over‌ ‌a‌ ‌subtle‌ ‌movement.‌ ‌You‌ ‌notice‌ ‌how‌ ‌worked‌ ‌up‌ ‌you‌ ‌get‌ ‌around‌ ‌Andy,‌ ‌he's‌ ‌always‌ ‌making‌ ‌you‌ ‌overthink.‌ ‌

"Are‌ ‌you‌ ‌glad‌ ‌we‌ ‌could‌ ‌hang‌ ‌out‌ ‌today?‌ ‌Did‌ ‌you‌ ‌miss‌ ‌me?"‌ ‌You‌ ‌half-whisper,‌ ‌deciding‌ ‌it‌ ‌might‌ ‌would‌ ‌put‌ ‌you‌ ‌at‌ ‌ease‌ ‌if‌ ‌you‌ ‌had‌ ‌an‌ ‌answer.‌ ‌You‌ ‌watch‌ ‌him‌ ‌carefully,‌ ‌seeing‌ ‌there's‌ ‌a‌ ‌slight‌ ‌hesitation‌ ‌before‌ ‌he‌ ‌smiles‌ ‌at‌ ‌you‌ ‌and‌ ‌nods.‌ ‌ ‌

"Of‌ ‌course,‌ ‌why‌ ‌wouldn't‌ ‌I‌ ‌want‌ ‌to‌ ‌see‌ ‌my‌ ‌beautiful‌ ‌girl?"‌ ‌He‌ ‌squeezes‌ ‌your‌ ‌thigh,‌ ‌his‌ ‌hand‌ ‌resting‌ ‌a‌ ‌little‌ ‌higher‌ ‌than‌ ‌usual,‌ ‌but‌ ‌you‌ ‌didn't‌ ‌think‌ ‌anything‌ ‌of‌ ‌it.‌ ‌You‌ ‌breathe‌ ‌a‌ ‌sigh‌ ‌of‌ ‌relief,‌ ‌and‌ ‌slouch‌ ‌down‌ ‌in‌ ‌your‌ ‌seat.‌ ‌He‌ ‌knows‌ ‌you're‌ ‌curious‌ ‌because‌ ‌you're‌ ‌insecure,‌ ‌but‌ ‌he‌ ‌wasn't‌ ‌going‌ ‌to‌ ‌let‌ ‌you‌ ‌know.‌ ‌He‌ ‌had‌ ‌to‌ ‌have‌ ‌you.‌ ‌Those‌ ‌were‌ ‌his‌ ‌plans‌ ‌for‌ ‌tonight.‌ ‌He‌ ‌knew‌ ‌you‌ ‌were‌ ‌vulnerable‌ ‌at‌ ‌the‌ ‌moment,‌ ‌so‌ ‌he's‌ ‌going‌ ‌to‌ ‌sweet-talk‌ ‌his‌ ‌way‌ ‌in.‌ ‌Make‌ ‌sure‌ ‌you‌ ‌don't‌ ‌have‌ ‌any‌ ‌doubts‌ ‌about‌ ‌him.‌ ‌You‌ ‌were‌ ‌his,‌ ‌nobody‌ ‌else‌ ‌but‌ ‌him‌ ‌could‌ ‌have‌ ‌you.‌ ‌ ‌

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