Liar, Liar

Chapter Twenty Eight - Reasons & Lies

There's Nick on the side. Also Falling in Love by Falling Up.

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At 9 o'clock in the morning, I woke naked with Nick's arm around my waist. I remember Nick saying he'd call me a cab last night, to which I agreed. I guess things got heated in the taxi, and we didn't quite make it back to Colton's house.

Of course, I didn't exactly enjoy being in this uncomfortable position with Nick, whom I have quite a lot of history with.

So, me being me, I did the only thing I thought was reasonable. I reached down, and corked his leg. Boy, did he jump.

"What the hell, Andy? Are you crazy?" He was hopping around the place like he'd just had his leg amputated. "Why did you do that, woman?"

"Okay, I swear to god if you call me woman again, I'll cork the other leg." I warned, wrapping the black sheet around my body. I walked to where my underwear lay and slipped them on. "And two, because you swore you wouldn't make a move on me."

Nick smirked, "I just give the ladies what they want." I rasied my fist in a threatening way and his smile dropped.

I pulled on my jeans, dropped the sheet and looked around for my shirt.

"Where is it, dude?" I ask. Only then did I realized that he was standing there naked as the day he was born. I bent to retrieve the sheet I'd dropped, and threw it at him. "Oh god, cover up, will you?"

"Seriously?" He held out his arms. "You've seen it all before."

"Yeah, don't wanna see it all again." I retorted. Finally, I found my shirt on the end of the bed and slipped it on over my head.

"What? You're just leaving?" He at least had pants on now. "Don't you want breakfast?"

I turned at the door "you don't cook."

"You're right, I don't. So... Get out." He walked into the next room and I rolled my eyes at the closed door.

"Still rude; no surprises there."

On my way downstairs, I called Colton and asked if he could pick me up. He knows where Nick lives because whenever us two had a fight I'd get Colton to pick me up because I had nobody else to. At the time, I'd use the excuse that Jonny didn't like the idea of me having a boyfriend so I couldn't ask him to pick me up.

When Colton finally got to Nick's house in his truck, Samantha was with him. I climbed into the back seat, Sam grinning the whole time while her boyfriend had a frown on his face.

"I'm sorry, did I interupt something when I rang?" I asked, clicking my seatbelt on.

"No, of course not!" Sam laughed, turning around in her seat to look at me. I raised an eyebrow at her. "So, did you have fun?"

I groaned in embarassment. Janis and Sam had heard me reject any sexual advances from Nick yet here I was; caught red-handed with sex hair and probably a breath that reeks of alcohol. I knew that I'd still be getting shit for this in the years to come.

"C'mon, seriously! How was your night?" She asked again, only making me more flushed.

"It was, I don't know..." I looked out the window then back to Samantha's cheeky grin. "It was like reading a book you've read a thousand times before, but still getting disappointed when the ending hasn't change and is, again, shit."

The car was quiet for a few moments, and then I started laughing. Soon after, Sam joined in. I noticed that Colton's frown was still on his face. I leaned over and slapped his shoulder lightly, "hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, it's just... Nick is an idiot," He sighed. "James is so much better than Nick, Andrea, and you know it."

"Last night was a one time thing," I said, leaning back into the seat. "I can't help that James ran away when I told him my feelings, Colton."

"I know you can't, I'm not stupid." I could tell he was getting impatient with me already. He gripped the steering wheel tighter as he made a left turn down his road. "I'm just saying, you don't really seem like you care."

I was utterly shocked. I didn't care?  Would he rather me still mope around all day?

"Excuse me?" I couldn't believe he'd say that. "I've been holding my tears in to the best of my ability! I'm dying here!"

The car was once again and this time nobody laughed to fill it in. We pulled up outside Colton's house and I got out of the truck, slamming the door. Just when I was about to go through the front door after Sam, Colton grabbed my forearm.

"I'm sorry. I know you care and that you're upset." He looked down. "James came around earlier."

My body tensed at his name. "Why?"

"I don't know, he just said to tell you his sorry."

I nearly fell over. My heart felt like it'd been ripped out. Sorry can only mean one thing; I dont feel the same.

"Okay then. Thank you." I said, brushing his hand off and rushing inside, down the hall and to the guest bedroom. For a minute I only stood there with my hand on the doorknob and my eyes examining my shoes.

James couldn't even tell me to my face that he doesn't love me.

Colton appeared down the hall and he smiled sadly, "don't be mad at him, Andy."

I was confused. Of course I'm not mad at him... He doesn't feel the same? Okay. There is a part of me that hates him because he just ran away.

"I won't be." I turned the handle, and pushed inside the room.

What I didn't expect to see was James standing in the middle of the room, in one hand 5 balloons that read I'm sorry. And in his other hand were about a dozen red roses.

"Andy, listen. Please don't storm out." He walked forward and handed the roses to me. I hesitantly took them. He then proceeded to tie the balloons to the post on the head of the bed.

James turned to me. "I have a reason for running away after what you said." He sighed, coming toward me again and taking my free hand. I was too shocked to pull away, too shocked to speak. "I've never had to face my fears. I was always running from them and -"

"Love is one of your fears?" I interjected.

"No. Having my heart broken by somebody I love is." James brown eyes met my green ones once again.

My breath hitched, "so, you actually do love me?

He nodded. "I love you, Andrea Owens." James took the flowers and placed them on the dresser next to us. "Do you still love me?"

I felt the tears making their way to my eyes. "Of course I do!"

James grinned and I felt weak. I missed that grin. "I vow to never run away from my fears again."

I laughed, a real laugh, and kissed him hard on the lips.

Thank God he came back because don't know what I'd do without him.