After trying to convince John to cancel his party –which obviously didn't work-, we started to make the apartment ready. Andrew went to store to buy some last-minute stuff: drinking cups, some snacks etc. I felt kind of awkward as I was moving some furniture away for the party. John had almost caught me and Andrew kissing after all.
"Are you okay?", John said putting some things from the table into a drawer.
"I'm fine, why?", I answered looking away, I had been answering this questions one too many times lately. I suddenly realized that I was feeling confused quite often lately, and all because of Andrew. The weird thing was though, that I still rather would have had all this confusion, than to have never met Andrew at all. I was kind of surprised by my own sentimental thoughts, and that only confused me more. Luckily I was distracted when John spoke up again.
"Nah, I just thought you maybe were a little angry with me. I mean because of the party and all", John said a little guilty.
"No, I don't mind. As long as you don't pass out this time and leave me and Andrew to do all the cleaning up!", I said laughing. John laughed relieved and we went on talking about our annoying neighbors. Our neighbors would always borrow our stuff without returning, or turn up at our parties uninvited.
Some time later, Andrew finally returned and we set the stuff he brought in place. Soon people came, and I lost Andrew in the crowd. I hung out with John, trying to make sure he wouldn't get himself drunk again. Since I didn't see him much lately, it was nice to hang out with him and catch up. I was kind of glad my mind wasn't filled with confusing thoughts for a change, and I enjoyed John's uncomplicated company.
"Do you see that guy over there? The redhead?", John asked to me and I looked up to see him.
"Yeah, why?", I said curiously, since John met Gabrielle, John somehow always seemed to know the gossip going around, which was often quite amusing. When John and I hung out more often, John would always tell me the juicy gossip and we would end up laughing hysterically as we thought up possible causes, solutions and consequences.
"His girlfriend Liz, got pregnant last year", John said
"Really? The guy is like eighteen!", I said surprised, I had seen the guy around, I believe his name was Shawn.
"I know, but that isn't the good part. She decided to keep the baby, and they even got married, but when the baby was born, it was Asian! It wasn't his baby!", John exclaimed
"Ai, what happened?", I asked curious to hear what happened next.
"He left her, they got the marriage annulled. They haven't talked since", John concluded
"Wow, I can't even imagine being a father at this age. I don't think I could handle that", I said thoughtfully
"I know. And to imagine he'd probably never had found out it wasn't his baby if it hadn't been partially Asian. He would've lived in a lie his whole life!", John said when he spotted Brigitte, "You see her? She had an affaire with her teacher!"
I laughed at the sudden change of subject. I looked up to look at the girl when suddenly something caught my eye.
Andrew was kissing somebody.
I stood up abruptly causing John to look up surprise.
"What are you doing?", John asked surprised. I took my eyes off of Andrew. Thoughts ran through my head in top speed. I felt angry, humiliated and what I felt most of all, was hurt.
"I think I'm going to bed, I'm tired", I tried to say calmly and I closed my eyes, this wasn't happening.
"Justin, are you okay?", John asked worried as he put a hand on my back.
"I'm fine, just tired", I said opening my eyes. Andrew was still kissing the girl and suddenly I felt nauseous. I ran towards my room and slammed the door shut.
This wasn't supposed to happen, this was definitely not, the way I imagined this party to go. But what had I imagined? Maybe I had been foolish to think that Andrew and I had.. something. After all, we only kissed, I had kissed Madison without it meaning anything, maybe the kiss didn't mean anything to Andrew either.
I slammed my fist into the wall with anger. Why? Why had he kissed me? Why couldn't I just let this go? Why did it matter so much to me?
Suddenly I heard a knock on my door.
"Justin? Can I come in?", I heard Andrew's voice say from behind the door. For a moment I was too confused to say anything. If our kisses hadn't meant anything to Andrew why was he here? And if they had meant something, why did he kiss that girl? Either way, he was wrong.
"No, I don't think you should", I said confused
"Justin, please", Andrew said pleading, "Let me explain".
Suddenly I felt a wave of anger pass through my body. How dare he come here and try to explain? How could he just have used me like that? How dare he kiss me, then act like nothing happened, then kiss me again, and then go kiss someone else? Wasn't he supposed to be my best friend? Because if he was, he was being a real crap of a best friend.
I walked to the door and opened it angry. At that moment I felt more anger than hurt.
"I don't want to hear it Andrew. If this is your way of treating your friends or whatever we are, I don't want to hear it!", I said angrily
"Justin", Andrew started, but I quickly cut him off, I knew that if I didn't he would talk me into forgiving him.
"No! Just don't! You can't just treat people like that and expect to get away with it all the time. You can't just use people like that! You should go. And don't bother coming back", I said shutting the door in his face.