A/n: Oops! I apologize for the late update. I just have been so busy during the summer and with school that I didn't have any free time to really update. I hope this will please you all.
Chapter 4Andrea smiled up at Dean as he suddenly leaned closer and closer towards her. Without any warning, she suddenly pulled him away and got up out of her seat, desperately looking for a way to get home. She couldn't betray her father; he had warned her that going out with Dean was going to ruin her chances at turning pro. Sure, she really liked Dean, but her father's angry and annoyed tone kept ringing in her ears. What was she to do? Then, she just broke into tears at the realization of how late it truly was. She had quite a way to walk home, alone. In a city that had high mugging, with old, ugly men who enjoyed chasing down young females. Her stomach wretched at the thought and Andrea jumped as she felt a pair of arms encircle around her body. Just from the scent, she knew it was Dean. Rather she liked it or not, she was going to have to tell him the truth.
"Are you ok?" he questioned, hugging her tightly to him. "Did I do something wrong?"
"I'm fine Dean. I just can't have anything more than a platonic relationship with you. You understand that my father knows best in this situation. I really do like you, but you're my partner! We'd screw up our lives if we decided to have a romantic relationship. Can you imagine how bad things will get?" she snapped, coldly staring out at the mugginess of the night.
"I don't understand you Andrea Carson. Why does it matter what your father thinks?" he groaned, turning her around to face him.
"Because I love my father and he is my whole life. I'm not about to ruin the relationship I have with him for a boy," she retorted angrily.
"Forget this!" Dean yelled, unwrapping himself from a confused Andrea. "I love you so god damn much and you just sit there and toss me out like a bag of garbage. Maybe I should have listened to your father." Before Andrea could respond, he took off down the street, extremely angry with how she had been acting towards him.
DEAN
I couldn't believe how Andrea had just basically told me to go! Since when was she so emotionally wrecked? Was it because of her father? Whatever it was, I just couldn't stay there anymore in fear of crying or saying something I'd regret. I mean, sure, I had already said that 'I loved her' but I wasn't ready to admit that to her yet. So I guess that's my reasoning for running away like a coward. I knew that she was right about the friend thing but I wasn't man enough to admit that to myself or even her. Andrea had brightened my world so much and the first time we met (as she was Andy) I knew we'd bond immediately.
It even crossed my mind how she had given me her N Sync tickets so I could be happy and go on my date. Now, how many loyal friends would do something like that? Exactly. There were only a select few willing to do that for you. But, Andrea was one of my best friends and I loved being around her family, but I knew I was going to have to stay away from her for a while until I was sure we could keep a platonic friendship.
Walking down the street, I heard the sound of footsteps crashing against the pavement. If I would have been in a better mood, I would have turned around to see who it was, but I was extremely stubborn and I kept walking.
"Dean!" I heard a familiar voice shout.
I froze in my tracks. Was I ready to confront her so early?
"I'm sorry," she cried, grabbing my left wrist. "I never meant to make you angry, but I really like you and I don't know what my father would think. His opinion matters greatly to me."
Something in me had snapped. And I was usually never one to snap. "Come on Andrea! That man practically owns you and you won't do a thing without him. Why don't you just do what you want for once?" I asked, thinking of how much I was starting to dislike her father.
She just stood there dumbfounded. "Wh-wh-How could you think such a thing?" she countered, coming back to reality.
I shook my head. "You'll never understand, Andrea, will you? Your father is trying to control you because of his distaste for me. He thinks I had sex with you! What do you say to that?
ANDREA
I wasn't quite sure how I was supposed to react to his last comment. My father would never think such a thing of me. He loves me, didn't he? Right then, right there, I had this feeling that made we want to break down and cry. My father had always assumed the worst and looked at Andrew and Jason as his favorites. That's how it's been lately. I just wondered why it had taken me so long to realize how he was using me.
"I'm sorry Dean. Even with my father like this, I'd just rather continue going to my psychiatrist and getting my life back on track. Besides, everyone's movie should be over soon. Maybe we can just work out this problem tomorrow. We can work on the bikes?" I added
He smiled at me. "That sounds nice. Make sure your brothers are there so your father doesn't murder me." I nodded my head. "Goodnight Dean."
Silence. Great. Now he wasn't even talking to me. What had I done to deserve this? Sighing, I was about to turn away when he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him in a passionate kiss. At that moment, sparks flew but then our crew of friends came barreling out of the theatre with shocked expressions on their faces. It looked like we were going to have a lot of explaining to do.
The two stood there with blank expressions on their faces, planning to ignore their group of friends that were sending them death glares. Instead, they embraced themselves and started kissing each other again. Boy, there were going to be serious after effects after this.
"What in the hell do you think your doing?" Tory exclaimed, pulling us apart.
They both stood there with smiles on their faces. This was going to be a lot of fun.
A/n: Don't hate me for cutting it off there. I just wanted to post and give you guys something since I sat down in one sitting and got this done. Hope it's okay and thanks for all of the reviews. I appreciate them greatly.