A/N: Since this fic is getting a lot more attention than I'd expected I decided to 'pimp' it up slightly. ;) I've actually got a disclaimer now (I know!) and I'm in the middle of trying to get out all spelling mistakes out of the chapters. I'm also making some minor alteration to some weird sentences. Most of these chapter were written pretty quickly, hence the mistakes. I haven't redone all of them yet, actually I've only rewritten this one but I'll try and do the other chapter as soon as possible as I do realize that the spelling mistakes are a little annoying. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own Desperate Housewives or the characters. sigh

Chapter 1

To be honest, first time I saw Andrew, I kind of thought he was an ass, a cute ass, but still, an ass nonetheless. It was the night John gave a party in our apartment, I was just hanging around, talking to some people when I heard a slightly drunk John yelling , "Hey buddy!". I thought he was talking to me –since not a lot of other people seemed to be that fond of John that night- so I turned around. I was wrong. He was talking to some guy standing in the doorway. I didn't get to see him very well because some girl came up to me and started talking, I was freed from this boring conversation when John pulled me away.

"Justin, come with me", he ordered drunkenly, "You have to meet my buddy, Andrew", he led me too where Andrew was standing. "This is Andrew, Danielle's brother"

I extended my hand, "Justin", I casually nodded, studying the boy's face. He certainly wasn't ugly, I noticed, not that it meant anything of course.

"Andrew", he said shaking my hand briefly. Suddenly John drunkenly threw his arms around us.

"Glad to see you're getting along amigos!", he yelled causing everyone to glance in our direction annoyed. I rolled my eyes, John gets so annoying when he is drunk. This night was no exception. He loudly continued blabbing, when suddenly he started talking about Gabrielle. When it came to the point of him telling everyone at the party loudly about his and Gabrielle's escapades. I had heard enough. "John", I said annoyed, "Spare us the details please".

John shrugged, when suddenly his face turned sad. "It wouldn't matter now anyway," he said sadly, "She doesn't love me, she only used me". I looked at John surprised when suddenly his sadness turned into rage, this all because of another break-up between him and Gabrielle.

"But whatever, it's not like I care," he said loudly. "I can easily live without her. She's just a snob, thinking she's above everyone else. Yeah! She's nothing but a stupid bitch!" Quickly more rude remarks followed and I looked at John disgusted, I knew he was drunk and that he didn't mean it, but he was still crossing the line. I was just about to tell him what I thought, when I heard Andrew snicker. I watched as he patted John on the back.

"You're so right John," he said, still laughing to himself. "Couldn't have said it better myself." Now it was Andrew I was looking at disgusted. How could he say that? Now, I was getting ready to tell both of them what I thought of them when I was interrupted again. It was John, the big amount of alcohol had done their damage and had sent him straight down to the floor. At fist I thought I'd just leave him there, but I decided to act like an adult and help him. I kneeled down besides him shaking my head.

"He's gone." I stated, "He won't wake up anytime soon. Do you mind helping me getting him into his room?" I asked glancing up to Andrew. I really wasn't in the mood to talk to him right now, I was still slightly disgusted, but there really wasn't anyone else nearby to help. All other people had shattered around the apartment again now the show was over. He nodded and together we got John safe and sound back in his bed. I stood next to Andrew in front of the bed, both of us watching John.

"Asshole" Andrew suddenly said, causing me to look up surprised. "No, not you, John," Andrew said, "Kind of pathetic saying all those things about the woman you love, even if you're drunk.." I glanced back at Andrew, maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought. He looked at me before walking back to the party.

Soon after that I got myself a drink. I was casually looking around, leaning against the wall, when the girl that I had been talking to earlier came up to me.

"Hey, what are you doing here all alone?" She asked me flirtatiously putting a hand on my chest. I knew what she wanted. I quickly glanced up and down her body but found that I didn't feel any attraction towards her. In fact, I found her desperate moves towards me, well, kind of pathetic.

"Just enjoying the peace and quiet" I said brushing her hand away. She huffed and walked away, it was then when Andrew came up to me. Whistling as he watched her go.

"Such a waste" He said, his eyes following her before looking back to me. Then I knew it, Andrew was back to normal.

Hope you guys enjoyed it :) A lot better without the spelling mistakes, eh? ;)

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