Chapter 14

"And how you needed me too"

"I may not be Fred Flintstone, but I'll make your bedrock," Andrew smiled as he delivered the line.

Meg shook her head in disgust, "Is that the best you got?"

"Best I got?" Andrew questioned incredulously, "There is no pick-up line better than that."

"Are you kidding?" Meg laughed, "That was worse than terrible!"

"Well, clearly you have no taste in pick-up lines." Andrew huffed.

"Do girls actually go out with you after you use a line like that?"

"It just so happens girls find me irresistibly charming." Andrew replied puffing out his chest.

"Well, this girl is not impressed."

"What a shame," Andrew responded sarcastically.

"You might have some success on that girl," Meg informed him nodding in the direction of a blonde girl wearing a ridiculously short skirt and a whole lot of make-up. "She hasn't stopped starring at you. You should try that Fred Flintstone line on her. I bet she'd eat it right up."

Andrew glanced in the direction that Meg had nodded her head. He quickly snapped his head back toward Meg, but it was too late. The blonde had started to glide toward them. Andrew groaned.

Meg looked at him with a smirk, "What? Is she not attractive enough for you? Or was it something I said? Because you know, if you hadn't dragged me here I wouldn't have been here to say it." Andrew didn't laugh ore respond at all really. Disappointed by his lack of reaction, Meg pinched him.

"Ow!" He glared at her, "What the hell was that for?"

"You were crapping out on me man. I didn't let you force me here so you could zone out on me." She saw him rub the area since pinched and wince. "Stop being such a baby. I didn't pinch you that hard."

"You don't know your own strength."

Meg just laughed, "Then stop zoning out."

"Sorry, but Alyssa Lyson is on her way over here. I was searching for an escape route."

"Were you successful?"

"I'm still standing here, so what do you think?"

"You still have some time." Meg looked over his shoulder charting Alyssa's progress across the room.

"It's too late."

"You're being such a pessimist. If you stopped complaining and rubbing your arm you could get out of here with time to spare. Remember you can't give up until the fat lady sings."

"You don't understand. The fat lady is already singing. That girl has like Andrew radar or something."

"You're so modest." Meg laughed.

"Don't laugh! This is not a laughing matter. She's practically on top of us."

"How do you know that? "

"I don't think she could have any more perfume on." Andrew paused as Meg laughed at this. Then he spoke urgently, "Listen, when I give you the signal create some kind of diversion."

"What signal?" Meg asked laughing at his sudden angst. Andrew had no time to respond because Alyssa's voice could now be heard over the loud head banging music.

"Andrew, it's been like months. Where have you been?" Alyssa fawned.

"Oh you know...around." Andrew muttered shoving his hands in his pockets.

Alyssa glance coldly over at Meg as though she was the culprit of his absence. She turned back to Andrew, "Well, you should come around to some of Scott's parties. Everyone over there misses you."

"Well, my Saturday nights have been kind of swamped lately so I'll have to see about that." Andrew murmured looking over at an amused Meg for assistance.

Alyssa too glanced at Meg and then once again her eyes came back to Andrew. A knowing and sickly fake smile crept onto her face. "Oh!" her fake smile widened, "Are you two..."

Andrew answered before she could finish, "Yes, actually, we are." As the realization of what Andrew had just implied came to Meg, she glared incredulously over at Andrew. He mouthed the word "signal" to her, but she just shook her head. "Hell no," she mouthed back.

Completely oblivious to the silent conversation going on between Andrew and Meg, Alyssa prattled on. "You didn't even mention it. Oh my God! You know, I see Owen all the time and he didn't even drop a hint. I can't believe he didn't tell me about this! I mean this is a big deal. Andrew Wentworth tied down at last. The girls will be just shocked to hear about it."

Catching only the tail end of Alyssa's tirade, Andrew muttered something about how everything had just happened recently. Then bringing his act to new, and somewhat dangerous heights, Andrew turned to Meg and said, "By the way, I meant to ask you if you were free this Friday. Maybe we can go out to dinner or a movie."

The next few seconds seemed to last hours. Andrew stood there silently praying that Meg would have pity on him and play along. Meg couldn't help but to let a smirk slip onto her face. She was aware of the power she yielded. He would owe her big time if she was kind and joined his little act. With a malicious grin, one that made Andrew shudder, Meg answered, "I'm completely available, but you better make it dinner and a movie."

A/N: Two in the same day. This was obviously a flashback chapter as I said it would be. Okay...I will try to post faster this time. I know I always say that, but hopefully I will actually have some time to write this week.