Andrew Siwicki Imagines (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

Do-Over (Smut)

A/N: I have gotten a few requests to do imagines of Andrew in college. I've done one based on a specific request, but here is another set in college. Enjoy! :)

"Come on, Y/N! We have GOT to go! If I don't get there soon, Sean is going to think I'm not coming!" Jade exclaimed, her loud voice carrying through the halls of the Chi Omega house. Y/N stood in front of the full-length mirror in the communal bathroom upstairs in the gigantic house, checking her outfit in the mirror. The girls were headed with several Chi O sisters to a fraternity party at the Sigma Nu house, and Y/N was hoping to run into her crush Matt at the party. She glanced down at her flouncy skirt and matching cropped top, showing a sliver of her perfectly flat abs, and she looked at herself critically. She scrunched up her nose, unhappy with her hair and makeup, and her best friend poked her head in the bathroom.

"Y/N! What the hell are you doing?" Jade asked, flipping her raven hair over her shoulder, and Y/N sighed. "I don't know, I feel yuck. I don't know if I want to go," the pretty blonde said ruefully. "You have to! It's going to be so much fun!" Jade said enthusiastically. Jade had been talking to a Sigma Nu named Sean for a few weeks, and she was super-excited to hang out with his friends and dance and drink the night away, and she was in no mood for Y/N's hesitation. She grabbed her best friend's arm, pulling her down the stairs and out the door of the sorority house, bringing up the rear of the group of 10 girls who were headed to the house to party.

They walked across sorority row and onto the street where all the fraternity houses were situated, and they walked right up to the Sigma Nu house and headed inside, all giggling away loudly. Music was blaring and drinks were flowing, and Jade immediately found Sean and disappeared into the crowd. Y/N walked into the kitchen with two other girls, Sadie and Brooke, and the girls started talking to guys they knew as their friend Rob grabbed them all drinks.

Y/N casually glanced around looking for Matt, and she was so distracted looking around the house that she didn't see a tall familiar red-head on the other side of the kitchen chatting with three girls. Sadie gasped a little, grabbing Y/N's forearm.

"Oh my God Y/N! Look, Andrew is over there," she gushed, and Y/N looked over, laying eyes on the red-headed boy from Algonquin. She squinted a little, rolling her eyes to herself. "He is SO hot," Sadie said breathlessly, biting her lip, and Y/N shook her head a little. "What? You don't think he's hot?" she asked her friend, gesturing subtly to Andrew, and Y/N shrugged. Andrew had gone to Sadie's high school, and all of the girls in their Chi O friend group thought he was adorable. Y/N didn't answer at first, and then she shrugged again. "No, he is," she said quietly, not sounding at all sure of herself. "You're so lucky you guys are in the same major, Y/N. You have every class with him and can stare into those sweet brown eyes all day, every day," Sadie gushed, and Y/N didn't say anything.

What Y/N didn't want to tell Sadie or any of her other friends was that she had drunkenly hooked up with Andrew a few weeks prior. She and the handsome ginger indeed had every class together, and Y/N had always thought Andrew was adorable, sweet and super-intelligent, always coming up with the most insightful answers during their classes. She'd sort of had a crush on him for the past several months, and when they'd hung out one night at a party, both drinking way too much, they had started flirting heavily. Andrew pursued Y/N hard, and one thing led to another, the two falling into bed together at the redhead's apartment.

Y/N had been a completely willing, if not seriously intoxicated participant in the hook up. The trouble was that she was seriously disappointed. Andrew was an amazing kisser, but the drunken sex was nothing of what Y/N had daydreamed about when she was sitting next to the adorable redhead during class. Andrew was selfish, sloppy and not remotely interested in making Y/N feel good during their one-night stand, not making any attempt to please Y/N, and he'd pretty much passed out on her after cumming all over her. Y/N was beyond annoyed, and she hadn't talked to him since. Of course, she hadn't told her friends, never one to want to trash-talk any guys she's hooked up with in the past, but she couldn't help but roll her eyes every time her girlfriends would gush over Andrew or talk about how precious and adorable he was.