"You...you what?"

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Andy's POV.

Okay? Okay! Andrew what are you thinking. I mentally scream at myself as we finish the dance. The crowd melting at how cute we are together.

The music finally stops as my eyes rake the crowd looking for a way out. Ryan softly brushed his hand down my shoulder intertwining his fingers with mine.

"Andy calm down. We don't have to go anywhere if you don't want you."

Say you don't want to! Say no! The logical side of my brain begging for my to obey. But my mind and my mouth are in totally different places. "I want too."

All evening my body has been constantly warm and extra sensitive. My mind bending back and forth from reality and Ryan. All my sentences coming out very truthful, even if I wanted to lie about something I don't think my mind would let me.

We slowly walk off the dance floor to a quiet corner of the room. My nerves seeming to be the only things I have tonight. Along with dirty thoughts about Ryan ripping my clothes off. I shake my head trying to think of other things, because after all he still needs to make up his mind.

"How are going to get out of here. Your mother specifically..."

"Ahh see that's the fun part." He places his finger on my lips interrupting my sentence. "We have to split up and sneak out."

The words he said went in one ear and out the other. My mind completely focused on how his finger on my lips burned like an open fire. Same goes for the hand that's in mine.

"Andy!" He chuckles letting go of me completely. "Your not listening to me."

"Sorry." I glance at his lips wondering if the soft burning sensation would be more satisfying if we kissed.

"We have to split up or my mother is going to catch us. And we're going to be in big trouble." He giggles almost like a little kid. And that's the moment I realize neither one of us are in our right minds at the moment.

"Okay, I'll go this way. And you go that way. And then meet me in my room." My brain bends for a second logic running in and making me want to get out of this situation.

"One. Two. Three. Go." Ryan smiles making his ways through the crowd politely. I watch him slowly avoid both the king and queen. A smile appears on my lips when he stops to hug his twin brothers.

"Andy!" I jump at my name.

"Oh, sorry. Um I just wanted to know how you're...um feeling right now." Brooklyn chuckled. I raised my eyebrows. Which resulted in brook breaking into a full laughing fit.

"Brooklyn? What did you.."

"I may have given you and Ryan a type of truth serum." He smiles bitting his lip.

"You gave us what!" This fully explaining why my mind hasn't been able to think of nothing but how I feel.

"Well, I'm tired of Ryan crying and sleeping in my room. So, I took your situation into my own hands. With the help of Ryan's brother Robbie. He apparently has been making a weird substance that makes you say nothing but the utter truth, in his words exactly."

"Wow your such an ass." I cover my mouth wide eyed.

"I see it works." He chuckles not paying much attention to my rude comment.

"I'm sorry I...Wait how did you get me to even take the serum?"

"I put yours in that cookie I gave you earlier."

"Is that why it tasted so weird?"

"I guess so.." he chuckled. The mention of the cookie brings back the awkward bitter taste. I only took the treat to be polite.  Now I fully regret being a nice person.

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