So sorry for the late update guys! I know my updates are kind of slow and they probably will stay that way, but just wanted to let you know I am definitely continuing this story! Please be patient with me! Hope you enjoy the chapter:)

Chapter 8

The next day I was just hanging round the house, John had gone out to work and I was just watching some TV and eating way too much fast-food. My mind still seemed to be on Andrew all the time. I didn't regret what I had said to Andrew, well just a little maybe. Of course I knew I was doing the right thing, but I had really wanted to kiss him the night before. His kisses weren't like any of the others I had had. But, Andrew had been my best friend for quite some time now, and I knew he changed his mind quickly. What if he would get bored with me? Then I'd be all alone again. I suddenly got a flashback to the night he kissed Tesse – who I had totally been ignoring ever since, although it of course wasn't really her fault – and I felt really bad again. My hand reached for the bag of chips and I blankly looked at the TV, to which I hadn't really been paying attention to for about half an hour. I really had done the right thing. It was better to protect myself and Andrew now before we got in over our heads. He had been my best friend and he had betrayed me. I'd said I had forgiven him, and I think I did, but I really couldn't trust him with my heart anymore. It was probably my own fault too, I'd read way too much into it and Andrew and I both ended up getting hurt because of it.

When Andrew called me and asked me if I wanted to come over to his place. I said I'd come, after all I did promise him we'd hang out this weekend.

I stepped in my car and drove to Andrew's. I spent the whole way thinking about how totally awkward it would be and that wasn't exactly encouraging. When I arrived, I stepped out of the car and walked up to the door. I knocked hesitantly and quickly Andrew came to open it.

"Hey", I said, stepping into the Van de Kamp's residence a little unsure.

"Hey man", Andrew said, sounding strangely normal, "My parents are at some lame dinner party so we have the house all to ourselves tonight"

"Nice", I chuckled nervously, more because of the awkward situation then that I was really excited though. I followed Andrew up to his bedroom where he sat himself down on his bed. He switched on the TV and I sat down next to him. Andrew acted normal but it still felt a little awkward to me.

"I'm going to get something to drink", Andrew announced and he disappeared downstairs, leaving me alone in his bedroom. In this moment I had by myself, I decided I wasn't going to act weird. After all, I was the one that had told Andrew we couldn't do whatever it was we were doing anymore and that we should go back to normal, so I really should have been the one acting normal.

Soon after that Andrew came back with the drinks and flopped right back on the bed next to me. He set the drinks down on the bedside cabinet beside me. I immediately noticed our hips were touching but I tried to concentrate on the TV instead. This was normal, this was what we had done before all that had happened. It meant nothing. My eyes were fixed on the TV, but I could feel Andrew hips against mine.

"Could you pass me the remote control?", Andrew suddenly asked and I got it from the bedside cabinet beside me. As he reached to get it, his hand seemed to linger on mine just a little bit longer than necessary. Andrew turned back to the TV so fast though, that I momentarily wondered if I had imagined it.

I decided I was being paranoid again and I turned my eyes back on the TV. We just sat there watching TV for some time, when Andrew moved, laying back on the bed.

He seemed to have moved even closer, and I involuntarily shivered when I felt his body so closely against mine. I could swear I could see Andrew smirking just for a split second but I tried my best to shake it off.

"What is up with you?", Andrew asked suddenly, looking up curiously, "You've been acting… jumpy all night"

"I have?", I said faking a look of surprise, "I'm fine, really"

"If you say so", Andrew said turning his attention back to the TV. Was I really acting that weird? I figured I was probably just being my overreacting, paranoid self again. Suddenly Andrew leant over me and he put his hand on my knee, trying to reach for the bottle of water on the bedside cabinet. I couldn't help but gasp. He was just trying to get the bottle I told myself. Of course he was. I tried to focus on the TV, but it was extremely hard with Andrew's hand on my knee. Suddenly Andrew started moving his hand upwards. My eyes opened wide immediately. It wasn't till he almost reached my inner thigh, though when I realized what was really happening.

"What are you doing!", I asked, standing up from the bed and looking at Andrew shocked

"Just getting the bottle", Andrew shrugged grinning, innocently pouring himself a drink.

"Dude! You were not just getting the bottle!", I said still rather shocked

"Don't flatter yourself", Andrew laughed, drinking from his cup and turning his attention back to the TV.

"I thought we talked about this", I sighed, sitting back down on the bed. It was hard enough not to immediately jump Andrew without him touching me all the time.

"You're the one getting al excited", Andrew smirked, he came closer and pushed my shoulders back on the bed, straddling my hips with his legs. I could feel Andrew coming closer and suddenly I felt his lips in my neck. I tried my best to suppress a moan, though it didn't exactly work.

"Andrew", I said closing my eyes, "I can't do this"

Andrew slyly moved his kisses up to my ears.

"Say that you don't want it then, just say it and I'll stop", Andrew whispered slowly and I opened my eyes to meet his. His eyes looked at me suggestively. I wanted him, I wanted him so bad. In a moment of weakness I leaned forward to kiss Andrew's lips. He immediately responded and I wasn't even considering pulling away anymore. His tongue met mine and I couldn't help but put my arms around him. His tongue moved agonizingly slowly around mine, but in a good way. The kiss was needy and passionate and Andrew's hands on my chest drove me crazy. Why had I ever considered giving this up?

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