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Chapter 3

So if you'd wait for me
Come on, wait for me, I'll try
Maybe we'll find a simple answer tonight
If you just wait for me, I'll try

"We shouldn't," she told him pulling away from his embrace. He grunted, not satisfied with the lack of lip action. "As much I want to continue this, there is a reason we are here and it's not to use the bed."

He smirked. "But we can," he softly said before placing a chaste kiss on her lips. "We want to use the bed."

"No," she groaned as he pulled away. "We can't, at least not until we finally finish investigating my mother."

"Do we have to?" She gave him a look, that made him realize that no matter what he said or did she was going to get her way. He sighed. "Alright, let's get this over with. I want to kiss you again, no interruptions."

She smiled, nodding in agreement. "No interruptions," she told him before giving him a quick peck on his lips. "Let me just finish getting ready."

"How are you feeling?" he asked as she walked towards the bed. She wobbled a bit as she sat down on the bed.

He moved towards her, concerned. "I'm fine," she responded dismissively waving her hand at him.

"I don't know Tor," he reached down to grab a hold of her shoes for her. "The wine affected you more than you probably think it did. Maybe we should just stay here and rest. We can just face your mother in the morning."

"I'm fine," she hissed at him, annoyed. "I just want to get this over with. You have no clue how long I've had this nagging feeling, knowing something is going on, that something isn't right. I just want to confirm my suspicions, so I can then move on with my life."

He sighed, nodding as he knew he had to go along with this. "Alright," he grabbed a hold of her left foot. She raised an eyebrow at him. "If we are going to do this we need to go now, your mother should be in her room." He placed her foot into her left heel, she smiled gratefully as he reached for the right heel.

"You're so good to me," she leaned forward, her hand playing with his hair.

"Alright muchacha," he said as he finished slipping her right foot into her heel. "All set, let's go."

She stood up quickly, losing her balance a bit. He reached out, grabbing hold of her to steady her in place. "Okay," she said smiling. "All good."

"You sure?" he questioned, concerned with her well-being.

She nodded, smiling at him. "I'm good baby," she softly said causing him to smile as well.

"Alright," he said letting go of her. "What's the plan? We go to the hotel room and-"

"We go confront my mother," she said reaching down to grab hold of her forgotten blazer off the floor.

He groaned, realizing that going to Holly's room meant that maybe they might be interrupting something that he didn't care to see or even think about. "I hope we don't interrupt anything."

Tori shuddered at that thought. "I hope so too," she said putting on her blazer. "Let me just freshen up a bit and then we can go."

He nodded, as she grabbed hold of her purse off the bed then walked towards the bathroom.

He followed behind Tori as she walked down the hallway towards her mother's room. She hadn't spoken a word since they left their own room, making him wonder what could be going through her head. "Hey," he whispered trying to get her attention.

She didn't look back at him, nor did she acknowledge him. "Tori," he tried once again but no response. He reached out grabbing her hand with his, she stopped. "Well good some acknowledgment that I actually exist."

"Sorry," she muttered.

He turned her around to face him. "We don't have to do this," he placed a hand on her shoulder. "I mean it, this is going to be a hard moment for you. We don't have to do this here, not now. We can leave, go home and then tomorrow you can talk to your mother."

"No," she frowned, shaking her head. "I've thought about it since I saw the confirmation for her reservation on her computer. I want to do this. I could have just asked her at home but I know she could just deny it, tell me a load of crap to trick in me into believing otherwise but this way I know the truth. I get to know if my suspicions are true."

He nodded, realizing that there was no way around it. "Let's do this."

She nodded then turned back around with a determined look on her face. "Can we order ice cream after this?" she asked as she began to walk towards the room once again.

"Yeah," he agreed, as he followed behind her. "Anything you want love."

"Of course," she said as she stopped in front of room 406.

He waited for her to knock on the door but she didn't move. "Hey," he nudged her getting her attention, seeing as she had made no attempts to even raise her hand.

"Sorry," she said letting out a shaky breath. "I'm nervous."

"Understandable," he said as he placed intertwined their hands together, giving her hand a slight squeeze that he hoped would be comforting for her. "Possible life changing moment."

"That's putting it lightly," she raised her hand but quickly dropped it. "I can't do this."

"What?"

"I can't," she told him as she pulled away from his hold. "I'm not ready, I thought I was ready to confront her but I'm not. I could potentially be ruining my whole family's home life by uncovering this truth. I don't want to be that person."

He nodded. "I understand, tough decision. I mean I say you should do it, confront your mom because your dad, Trina and yourself deserve the truth. The truth could be painful, heart-wrenching but it would be worth it. Living a lie is blissful thinking but don't do that to yourself or your family."

She ran a hand through her hair, contemplating the situation before nodding. "You have a point," she admitted.

"Glad you see it that way," he said as he began to knock on the door.

"Andre!" Tori exclaimed, reaching out to stop him. "Stop it."

He rolled his eyes as he pressed his ear against the door. "What are you doing?" she questioned puzzled by his actions but then she herself pressed her own ear against the door.

"I hear nothing," he told her as they both pulled themselves away from the door.

"I didn't hear a thing either," she said with pout. "She's not there, no one's there."

"Well I wonder where she went," he pulled his cell out of his pocket to look at the time. "It's just a quarter after nine, maybe they went out."

Tori frowned. "Where though?" she asked as she began to pace back and forth in front of him.

"They missed dinner, maybe they got another reservation," he said trying to brainstorm the choices that Holly and her mystery date might have. "So many restaurants in Beverly Hills though. They wouldn't just be limited to eat here in the hotel's restaurants. Or they could be at the bar downstairs, or at the-"

"I have a way we can potentially find out their location," Tori interrupted with a sly smile.

That smile never meant anything good for them, well him. "How?" he asked, intrigued and he knew he had no choice but to go along with her.

"Layla," she said walking away from him towards the elevators.

He groaned before he began to follow after her, he knew better than to protest against anything she wanted him to do.

He sighed relieved, seeing Layla alone at the front desk. "Alright, go ahead," Tori said nudging him forward towards the girl.

"I'm going miss rude," he hissed turning to face Tori who had an amused smile on her face. He just shook his head at her before facing forward as he continued to walk towards the counter.

"Hey," Layla greeted him, smiling at him.

"Hi gorgeous," he responded and the way Layla's smile grew he knew she was putty in hands. "You working all night?"

"Me? Oh no, I get off in just a few minutes," she told him. He noticed how she nervously fidgeted with the papers in front of her.

"Well that's good, maybe you and I can get a drink together after you get off," he offered making sure to give her his best smile.

She stifled an amused giggle before shaking her head. "As tempting as that sounds," she began letting out a sigh. "I can't."

"What, why not?" he inquired, trying to sound really disappointed at her not wanting to hang out with him. "Just a friendly drinking between two single people, no harm in that."

"But you are a guest at this hotel, where I work," she told him. "Where I will like to keep my job at so no mingling with the guests is our policy."

"Well I'm just here for the night, I actually live just a few minutes away from here," he said trying to seem more approachable.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Wait, you live here in the city? So why are you staying here?"

"Long story short, you know my friend Tori," Layla nodded. "Well she wanted to spend the night away from home and wanted my company so I couldn't exactly tell her no, seeing as I'm a good friend. So here I am."

"Here you are," Tori said walking up to the two. "Hey Layla, I hope he isn't too much of a bother."

"Hey!" he protested, acting offended by her comment.

"Not at all," Layla told Tori, smiling. "He is a delight, quite the charmer too."

Tori nodded. "Isn't he? Be careful with this one. He's caring, smart, handsome, killer voice, and a great heart before you know it you'll fall for him. Any girl who gets to be his girlfriend would be a lucky girl, he is that wonderful."

"Oh my," Layla said turning to face Andre. "Killer voice? You sing?"

"Yeah," he said leaning forward. "Let me buy you that drink and I'll sing you a song or two."

"I can't," Layla said, he noticed the slight blush appearing on her cheeks. He turned to Tori who smirked in his direction then nodded towards Layla.

He shook his head knowing that Tori was amused by the situation. "Why not?" Tori asked.

"Well I'm not to mingle with guests of the hotel," Layla explained.

"Even if it's spending time with a handsome young man who can show you a good time," Tori paused. "And by good time I mean talking over drinks."

"I can't," Layla asserted.

"Really?" Tori said leaning against the desk. "Because I think you can but you just don't want to."

"Tori she said she can't," Andre said turning away from Layla to face Tori. "I can respect a dedicated woman."

"Whatever," Tori responded, rolling her eyes bored with the situation. "I just wish I didn't have to leave you alone for the next few hours as I spend time with my mother. You came to hang out with me and I have to ditch you."

"It's alright," he said. "I'll just chill in the room, order some room service and watch some tv until you come back."

"Your mother just left," Layla said interrupting the conversation causing the two to face her.

"Really?" Tori inquired trying to sound surprised. "That woman said she wanted to spend time with me and she leaves."

"You act as if you didn't know your own mother," he told her, shaking his head at her.

"I know," Tori said disappointed.

"She didn't go far though," Layla said, she motioned to the door on her right. "She went towards the bar so I assume she must just be there. I haven't seen her come back and she even said if anyone asks for her tell to them that she's at the bar."

Tori's eyes brighten at the information. "Really?" she asked her and Layla smiled nodding.

"She said a gentleman would be asking for her though," Layla continued causing Tori's smile to falter. He groaned and Layla frowned realizing that the piece of information she shared wasn't well received. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," he responded before Tori could. "Tori tends to want to forget that her mother keeps company with this guy so you know you saying that didn't make her too happy."

Layla nodded, shooting a sympathetic smile towards Tori. "I understand," Layla said. "My mother is trying to date once again after my parent's split as well. It's surreal to see her going on dates, getting all excited and giddy because she's going out but that's what matters right? Their happiness, just knowing that someone makes their day by calling them beautiful, taking them out, treating them the way they deserve than it makes it all better that they get to move on."

Tori cleared her throat. "Yeah," she whispered and he knew she was evaluating Layla's words.

"Well Layla, it was great meeting you," Andre said smiling at the girl. "But we must get going."

He took a step away from the desk, noticing Layla's smile falter a bit but she nodded. "Tori come on," he said tugging at her hand, pulling her out of her daze. "I'll have a drink with you and your mother before leaving the two of you alone so you guys can talk."

"Okay," Tori said nodding at him than turning towards Layla. "Thanks Layla, you've been a great help tonight. Have a great night."

"It's been a pleasure guys," Layla smiled at them both. "Melanie will be handling the desk for the rest of the night, if you need anything don't hesitate to call and ask for whatever you need."

"Thanks," They both responded before walking towards the bar entrance.

"Well that was easy," Tori said as soon as their was enough distance between the two and Layla.

He nodded. "You alright?" He asked, trying to assure that Tori was going to be okay with confronting her mother.

She looked over at him, smiling. "Yeah I am."

"I don't know if I should trust you," he said, trying to evaluate her response but he didn't get anything, she really did seem calm.

"Well you should," she said stopping just a few feet away from the bar's doorway. "Layla's words kind of struck me. I know my mom could be having an affair but maybe with actually confronting her about it and helping her out it than she can finally just move on."

"What?"

"Alright so my mom and dad getting a divorce would probably hurt but really it would be for the best. She gets to date Gary or whoever she decides after dad and her split. And then dad can probably see about moving on, I mean he'll probably be really hurt cause hello wife cheating on you is a big deal but maybe some day in the future he'll get a woman in his life that'll love him the way he deserves and not the way my mother does. He deserves better."

"Wow, that's a very mature outlook on things," he told her before leaning and giving her a quick peck on her lips. She smiled as he pulled away causing him to smile as well. "Tori Vega you just keep getting more beautiful each moment I get to spend with you."

She chuckled amused by his words. "Well damn if that's the case in just a few short years I'll be the most beautiful woman you've ever seen."

"You already are," Her smile faltered realizing that his words were true. "No one, I mean no one is more beautiful than you."

"Andre," she whispered. "There are so many pretty women in the world, truly beautiful women and I don't hold a torch to those women."

"You are more beautiful to me than any other super model, actress or whoever you might be thinking of. I know you Tori Vega, heart, mind and soul. I know the real you. You are beautiful inside and out and I know we are both still growing up but I know I will do anything to make sure you stay in my life til we grow old together."

"Wow," she whispered as she leaned forward. "I'm going to kiss you now, I don't care who sees because right now all I want to do is kiss you."

"Alright," he said as she pressed her lips against his.

"So when does the whole we confront your mother part of the plan happen," he asked Tori as they took their seats. Tori had dragged him to the opposite side of the room from where they could keep their eye on her mother who was sitting at the bar nursing a martini.

"Soon," she sighed. "I mean I want to get this over with as well but the person she's meeting hasn't arrived yet so until then I don't want to start something without any concrete evidence."

"Alright," he nodded then stood up. "I'm gonna go order us some drinks."

She grabbed his arm, pulling him back. "We don't need drinks," she told him, shaking her head.

"Yeah we do," he said. "You need some liquor courage and your wine buzz is wearing out, I can tell."

"It is," she huffed annoyed that he was right and hating to admit it out loud. "But no alcohol, I can do this sober. I should do this sober."

"Fine," he nodded. "Just two sodas than."

"Don't let mom see you," Tori warned as he walked away.

"I won't," he answered back as he continued to walk to the bar.

As he approached the bar he looked towards Holly who was just on her phone typing and smiling. "Hey," he said as he approached the bartender.

"What will you be having tonight?" The bartender asked.

"I'll have a rum and coke and a sprite," The bartender raised a brow at him but nodded as he took out two glasses, quickly filling them with ice and the liquids.

"That'll be twelve dollars," the bartender said placing the drinks in front of him.

"Alright," he said pulling out a twenty from his wallet but on second thought he took out two twenty-dollar bills. "Also can you prepare the same drink for the woman at the end of the bar over there, just tell her a friend bought it for her. Don't let her know who. Keep the change."

"Okay," the bartender responded grabbing the bills before walking away towards the cash register.

As Andre grabbed his drinks he turned to look at Holly once again who was frowning as she stared at her phone. "I wonder what's going on," he thought to himself as he walked towards Tori.

"So your mother is over there frowning at something on her phone," he told Tori as he walked up to the table. She looked up grinning at him, a knowing look on her face.

"I might know why," she said holding up her phone. "I might have sent her something."

"What did you send her?" he asked as he took his seat next to her.

"I just asked her if she was going to be home tonight. I told her I really needed my mommy tonight because nothing is going right and I just need to spend time with her," she grinned placing her phone down on the table. "To talk things out, I need some motherly love and advice."

"That's cruel Tor," he handed her the Sprite he ordered for her which she happily took. "Cruel but genius. She looked upset."

Tori took a sip of her drink. "She isn't that upset, she said she was out doing something but she would try to get home as soon as possible so we can talk."

"Wait that means something though right?" He asked looking towards Holly who was just given the drink by the bartender. "She's willing to leave tonight to go home to you. Meaning that Gary isn't as important to her as you are."

"I would hope so," Tori said. "What did you order?"

"Rum and coke," he answered. "I also ordered your mom another drink but she doesn't know it was me."

Tori looked towards her mom who was looking around the bar trying to see if she knew anyone there. Realizing that if Holly saw Tori there then their plan would be ruined. He reached out to turn Tori towards him. "Go with it," he said before pressing his lips against hers.

She definitely went along with it, as her tongue grazed his bottom lip asking for permission which he of course granted. He pulled her closer to him as their kiss deepened and he would have wanted to keep going but knew they had to stop before things escalated too quickly. He pulled away to end the kiss but her lips found his once again and he found himself having to pull away from her again.

"Hey," he said putting some distance between the two. "So as much as I enjoy making out with you, we are here for a reason."

"Right," she said adjusting herself in her seat. She took a quick sip of her soda then smiled at him. "I just want to kiss you again."

He noticed that she was about to lean in again so he decided to speak up. "As much as I want to do the same, I have a plan."

She looked at him confused. "Plan for what?"

"So okay catching your mom talking to a random guy in a bar isn't exactly concrete prove of an affair," her eyes widened realizing what he was saying was true. "So I don't know how long she plans to stay here tonight now that you've basically emotionally blackmailed her to come home tonight but I say she's going to be using that hotel room."

Tori made a noise of disgust and he shuddered as he voiced his thought. "So I say we catch her in the act."

"How?" she asked finishing up her soda. "Stake out her hotel room?"

"Sneak into her room," he told her and she gasped in response.

"No way," Tori exclaimed. "How would that even be possible?"

"Praying that Layla hasn't left yet," he said as he stood up. "And lots and I mean lots of flirting or not depending on how easy it is to get Layla to agree to giving me a key. Stay here and keep an eye on your mother."

"Okay," she responded as she grabbed his barely touched drink off the table.

He quickly made his way back to the hotel lobby, hoping to still catch Layla behind the desk. "Yes," he muttered to himself as he saw Layla still behind the desk.

"Hey," she cheerfully greeted him as he approached the desk. "I thought I wasn't going to see you again this evening."

"Funny you say that, I was just about to say the same thing to you," he responded leaning again the counter. "I thought your shift would have ended already."

She sighed, nodding. "It would have but Melanie is running late so I'm still covering."

"Oh," he smirked. "Would I be annoying you if I ask you one more time if we can go have drinks? I mean it can be any drinks you want. Coffee, smoothies, milkshakes, it doesn't have to be alcohol based or anything."

Blushing, she just shook her head. "I already told you I can't."

"But do you want to," Andre inquired, hoping that her answer would differ.

She bit her bottom lip and sighed. "Yeah I do but no."

"Am I not good-looking enough for you?" he asked trying to fill guilt at rejecting him.

She frowned at his statement, shaking her head. "Not at all, you're very handsome."

"So let's just do this," he mused on. "You're gorgeous and I would really like to get to know you. And technically Tori's the guest in this hotel, I just tagged along. You and me we can go out and have a good time, getting to know each other."

"You have a point," she smiled at him. "But Melanie is really running late so I don't know when she'll be getting here."

"That's cool. You know what room I'm staying in right?" she nodded. "So just call me to come downstairs so we can meet up. I was just going to go up there to chill for the night so it's cool."

"Alright, that sounds like a plan."

"Good," he turned to leave but turned back around. "See girl your beautiful smile distracted me from asking what I came here for."

Her cheeks reddened as her smile grew wider at his words. "What can I do for you?"

"Holly said if you can give me a key to her hotel room to get something for Tori," he said trying to sound completely confident. "She didn't want me running up and down to bring her back her key so she asked if it'll be alright to just give me a key. I don't plan to keep it for the rest of the night I just want to make sure to get Tori's item and I'll even bring it back when I come down to meet up with you."

"Well it's against protocol but I'll make this exception for you," she told him as she moved towards the computer. "I would normally have the guest come and ask for this but I won't bother Mrs. Vega if she is busy talking to her daughter at the moment."

"Thank you," he said. "Yeah they are talking things out, more of a discussion. Hopefully it won't turn too badly."

Layla frowned as she typed away on the computer. "Hopefully not," she responded as she swiped a card against card slot next to the computer screen. "They are both lovely women, so cheerful and nice so I hope their night doesn't get dampen."

He sighed. "I'm hoping for the same."

She smiled as she held out the card to him. "Don't tell anyone I did this for you," she told him as he grabbed the card from her hand, making sure to brush his fingers against her skin.

"I won't," he said pocketing the card. "I promise, so just call me when you are ready so we can leave. Okay?"

She nodded. "Okay," she responded. "See you later."

"See you later," he said before he walked away towards the elevators.

"Easy as taking candy from a baby," he thought to himself as he pressed the elevator button then taking out his phone.

He wanted to text Tori the good news so she come upstairs to meet him when she was ready.

Come upstairs when you are ready. I have the key. He texted her as he got on the elevator.

He quickly got a response back. Alright just going to wait til my mother's guest arrives before going upstairs. okay?

Knowing that there was no convincing her otherwise he sent her a text agreeing. He had a feeling that this part of the plan was going to be disastrous and was now regretting even bringing it up.

As he walked into their hotel room he knew all he could do now is just stand by and hope everything plays out well enough for all of them.

A/N: Liked it or dislike it? Do share with me your thoughts. Also how is everyone loving the Tandre interaction in the past two episodes that premiered over the past two weeks. I loved it. Alright thanks to those that reviewed this story, subscribed, or added this story to their favorites it means a lot. I will try my best to update before the new year but I make no promises. Reviews motivate me. Happy Holidays to all and if you don't celebrate anything. Enjoy your normal days.