Hey guys, what's up? Well, if you're reading this then I guess it means…you're reading this. Haha. But anyway…I can't believe I have officially completed my first week as a college student! That's insane! Time goes by so quickly!

So this is the OFFICIAL sequel to "What Makes You Beautiful." This whole story is complete and I'm in the process of separating the chapters into individual documents to upload here onto fanfiction. I'm SO excited to hear what you guys think of this story! I'm proud of this one and I hope you like it. :)

Now onto the first chapter! All of you who ship Tandre romantically are going to really like this chapter…hehe (;

Disclaimer: Do I even have to say it? No…I, sadly, don't own Victorious.

Tori's POV

Andre was honestly the greatest boyfriend I'd ever had. He was always a great friend before, but he was an even better boyfriend, if that was even possible. He really treated me like a princess and told me I was beautiful every single day. He could be really corny at times, but he was really sweet. We exchanged our first 'I love you' after being together for three months. He would literally do anything for me and that's one of the things I loved most about him. Like if I asked him to run around the world in sixty seconds, he would find a way to do it in a heartbeat.

September of our senior year was a turning point in our relationship, but in a good way. We grew stronger from it, unlike some couples, who sometimes broke up right after it happens.

We went out to dinner to a nice, yet casual restaurant to celebrate being together for four months and I know what you're thinking; who celebrates their four months anniversary? Well…Andre and I do, that's who.

Anyway, after we ate dinner, we went back to Andre's house so we could just hang out. His parents were out of town and his little sister was spending the night at a friend's house, so we had the house to ourselves. We walked into his room and I plopped on his bed and wrapped my arms around my stomach. "Ugh, I don't feel too good."

"Aw, why not?" he asked as he sat next to me.

"I think I ate too much." I said and looked up at me. "That dessert was so creamy and so rich."

He sighed and laid next to me. He pushed my hair out of my face and kissed my cheek. "I really wish you wouldn't worry about food so much."

"I never worry about it." I said and he eyed me. I sighed and continued by saying, "Not anymore anyway." I was completely cured from my eating disorder and I didn't think about it nearly as much as I used to. At this point, I had gained all my weight back. I was doing a really good job of moving on from that. "I'm just staying that I think I ate too much, but I don't regret eating it. It was so delicious and that dessert was heavenly." I leaned over and kissed him. "Believe me, Andre…I loved it and do you wanna know what I love even more than that dessert?"

He giggled and tucked hair behind my ear. "And what is that?"

"You," I whispered.

"Aww, you're so sweet, babe." he said and kissed me. "I'm flattered that you love me more than a dessert."

I giggled and said, "You should be. And you're really sweet, too."

He smiled at me and then we both leaned in and kissed. Within seconds, it turned into a make-out session. We got a little more comfortable and scooted more to the middle of the bed. I got chills all over my body and my heart picked up speed. It was a feeling that I only got while kissing Andre. He made me feel a way that I'd never felt before.

After making out for approximately five minutes, Andre started to unbutton my jeans. Once they were unbuttoned, I reached up and unbuttoned his shirt and I managed to take it off of him. Slowly, but surely, we took turns taking off each other's pieces of clothing. When we were down to nothing and our clothes were on the floor (and we were under the covers), Andre pulled away from the kiss. He ran his fingers through my hair and whispered, "Are you sure about this?"

I instantly nodded. "I am if you are." I whispered.

"I'm ready." he whispered.

"Me, too," I whispered and after that, we both lost all self-control.

I have heard from so many people and even read online that your first time is supposed to hurt really badly, but it didn't hurt for me, not even a little bit. In fact, it was the most amazing few moments of my entire life. There was no pain whatsoever, just blissful perfection.

Afterwards, I simply rested my head on Andre's chest while he kept his arms securely around me. We were silent for a while, but then Andre said, "How do you feel?"

I smiled. "I feel absolutely incredible." I closed my eyes and listened to his steady heartbeat. "And you know what?"

"What?"

"The love I feel for you right now is nothing compared to what I've felt before." I told him. "I don't think I could ever love someone this much."

He gently put his hand under my chin and lifted my face to his. He softly smiled and said, "I love you so much, baby." He leaned in and kissed me gently. "I know boys say this all the time and have probably said this to you, but know that when I say it, I mean it." He cleared his throat. "I will never hurt you."

"Andre…never…that's a big word." I said slowly. "I'm not saying I think you're gonna hurt me, but…things happen."

"I know," he said. "I know that things happen, but just know that I will never hurt you. If we do happen to break up sometime in the not-so-near future, it will be mutual and we both agree to it. I'm not ever going to break your heart."

"Good," I said with a smile. "Because it's yours,"

Ahhhh! So much fluff in that chapter! Haha. But nevertheless…what did you think so far? Please review! It makes me happy! :)