Better with You

Author's note: There is no way that I have enough money to buy Victorious, so Dan Schneider still owns, not me. Sad face.

"Ta Ta Ta Tori! Wakey wakey sleepy head." I woke up to Trina bouncing on my bed and yelling. Why didn't I lock my door before bed? I rolled over and looked at my clock, 10 a.m was flashing on the screen.

"Fine, I'm awake Trina just stop bouncing and yelling, you're reminding me of Cat. I also haven't had coffee yet, I consider this a danger to anyone who comes with two yards of me." It was the truth, I was dangerous pre coffee.

"Okay, there's some downstairs. It's super yummy but you have to get up to get some." She was using her sing song voice.

"Trina, get out of my room."

"Tori, I wanted to borrow something."

"It's my party and you want to where my clothes?"

"No silly, no of them are cute enough for me. I wanted to borrow something to clean in so I don't ruin any of my clothes." She is so vain.

"Why would I want you to ruin my clothes?" I didn't expect an answer. "Fine, you can look after I get dressed. Now get out."

I managed to get her to leave but two minutes later I was standing in a pair of jeans and a bra looking for a top when she came bursting in, with André, yay. I yelped in surprise.

"Relax mu cha cha. You don't have anything I haven't seen before." André said while grinning wickedly, I was an unhappy Tori.

"What are you even doing here this early?" I asked as I pulled a shirt over my head. I'd change before my party into something cuter. I looked over at Trina who had my favorite shirt in hand, "Not that shirt Trina."

She whined but grabbed another shirt and I just nodded because it already had paint stains on it.

"I came to help you clean up and set up my DJ stuff before the party. Plus I brought you your favorite." He was holding an Aroma Joes cup in his hand. (A/N: just go with it.)

I smiled and took the cup from him, "That's really good." I said after taking a long drink of my mocha Fro Joe.

"Now what do you say?"

"Thank you André you're the best person ever." I said and hugged him. "Now what is this super secret present you got me?"

We sat on my bed and he pulled a small box from his pocket and handed it to me. "Before you open it Tori, I need to tell you something." I just look at him and wait for him to continue with what he was saying. My heart was beating like twenty times faster then it was probably safe to. He looked really nervous. "I…"

"Just say it!" I'm not patient.

"I like you. I like you as more then a friend should. You're beautiful and funny and a killer singer. You're perfect."

Okay, now honestly this wasn't what I was expecting. Trust me I was hoping for this but no way did I actually think that it would happen. I don't know what to say. I always no what to say, wait that's Trina, not me.

"Tori, please say something. I don't care if you tell me you just want to be friends and that I shouldn't have said that and…" I cut him off by kissing him. When I released his lips and smiled at him he said "you never want to speak to me again. Wait, you just kissed me. Sorry, brain and mouth not on the same page right now."

I just laughed "I feel the same way André. I have for awhile now."

"Then open your present girl." So I did. It was a locket that had an inscription on the back 'I love you' was all it said. Inside there was a picture of Hollywood Arts.

"It's perfect André, I love you too." I meant every word. "Why Hollywood Arts though?"

"So you always remember where you came from."

"Your picture should be in there too, you were the one who convinced me to go."

"I figured you'd say that, so here." He handed me a picture of him that was already cut to fit. This boy knew me so well.

I just kissed him. Right there, in my room, on my bed, with the door locked. Did I know what would happen exactly? No, I had no clue. I was still a virgin. Kissing was as far as I'd gone. Sure, I've been felt up once but I didn't like the guy that much. When we kissed I heard fireworks. Oh my God I was becoming like Trina. That kind of sickens me. I realized then how much I liked him.

He pushed me down lightly onto my bed and he positioned himself so he was on top of me. I groaned a little when I felt his excitement press up against my thigh. Well I guess what they say about black guys is true, they have big dicks. I could feel it through my jeans and his jeans. As the kisses got more heated he took of my shirt and I took of his, it was only fair. His hands moved up and down my sides before he got brave enough to feel my chest. I'm pretty flat chested so I was slightly nervous about what he though of me. I hoped he still liked me. I think he read my mind because he broke the kisses to whisper in my ear 'you're perfect Tori.' He started kissing my neck and my collarbone. His lips traveled down my sternum and I felt his lips through my bra. He reached underneath me to take it out, to have easier access. I think this is what snapped me out of it.

"Whoa, André stop." Instantly he pulled away and kissed my forehead and just cuddled up against me. Very obedient. "Are you a virgin?" Might as well get straight to the point.

He shook his head no. honestly, I'm not surprised. "Are you Tori?"

"Yes. How many girls?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the answer.

"One, just Jade. When we were dating we lost it to each other. I think it was mostly to get it over with. I liked her but it's not the same as I feel for you. I feel so much more for you."

I nodded into his chest. His arms were wrapped around my torso and his warmth was radiating to me. This was a great feeling. "I feel a lot for you too. I guessed I just freaked. Sorry.

"Don't be, I won't push you. It's your pace, not mine." André really was perfect for me.

I leaned up and I kissed him. He soon followed suit, nibbling my bottom lip to have access. I allowed this and I start to move off his chest and I straddled his abdomen. I cupped his face in my hands, he had really soft skin. I could feel us getting lost in this kiss. I felt his hands move up and down my back and pressing me into him. His hands traveled down to my butt and I let them stay there. After a good ten minutes he moved his hands up to my bra again. He pulled away and looked at me. He was asking for permission. I hesitantly nodded. I trust him. I knew it would be okay. I rolled over onto my back. He leaned on top of me. I arched my back as I felt his hands go up to unclasp my bra. Like most boys, he struggled. I chuckled lightly as I reached behind me to help him a bit. Once it was off, he looked down at me. I looked away self consciously.

"Tori, look at me." I did. "You are beautiful, don't be self conscious." This whole mind reading this was getting annoying but I reached my face up and kissed him.

The kiss continued. He touched my bare chest and I moaned in response. I felt him smile against my lips. I felt like I should do something for him but well, I was scared. I brought one of my hands down and I undid his zipper and button. He pulled away.

"You don't have to." He told me, his eyes said he wanted me to though.

"I want to."

"Tori, Andrew, time to clean, I'm not doing it all myself." Trina called from the hallway.

"It's André." He yelled at her a looked around for our clothes.

"Be right down Trina." I heard her walk away. André handed me my clothes and waited patiently to go downstairs to help Trina before she got upset.