AN: All right, this is chapter 2, and it continues right where we left off in chapter 1. Just in case anyone's confused with Jade showing up, this story is mainly and will be TANDRE as promised, not JANDRE.

I'm so glad people actually like this. Well, here you go. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious or Tell me that You Love Me (forgot to mention that last time).

Realization

Jade's POV

I smiled at Andre when he opened the door and escorted me inside. He led me to the bathroom where I washed my face. Then he led me to the living room couch where I sat down, wrapped a blanket around me and got me a glass of warm milk. I was so lucky to have a friend like him. He and Vega always seemed to be the shoulders to lean on. It's no wonder they were best friends. Even though I was constantly mean to Vega, she was always there for me as well.

"So Jade," he began after a few minutes, "do you wanna talk about what happened?"

I told him everything, how I stayed over at Beck's last night without my parents' permission, and they were instantly enraged. How they tried to make me break up with him, suddenly hating on him for no reason. How when I kept repeatedly refusing, my mom slapped me across the face, grabbed me by the arms hard, shoved me around, and told me to never show myself in their house again. All the while, Andre looked at me sympathetically, and had his arms wrapped around me to try and comfort me.

"Shh, it's okay," he whispered. When I finally calmed down a little, he spoke up again.

"Um, not that you're not welcome here, Jade, but what made you call me specifically? I'm sure Beck would let you stay with him as long as you needed to."

I laughed. "You think I didn't try to? He's such as heavy sleeper that he didn't hear me. I'll ask him tomorrow. As for the others, you know how Cat doesn't take things that seriously, Robbie, well, he's weird, and Vega? Well, you know. But could I stay here, for just the rest of tonight?"

"Yeah, of course." He then proceeded to set me up with a place on the couch, with him sleeping on the floor close by in case I needed him. I was so genuinely grateful that I was lost for words. I hadn't noticed until now that he seemed to be bothered by other thoughts. Personal ones.

"What's bothering you, Andre?"

Andre looked at me. "You know, just that your parents would be so uncaring like they were," he said, as if it were supposed to be obvious.

I rolled my eyes. I knew that he cared for me and that he would worry, but it didn't take a genius to figure out something else was bothering him too. "I meant besides that. You know, maybe it's personal thoughts?"

He stared at me wide-eyed, and suddenly became very nervous. "N-nothing, I was just thinking about mine and Tori's performance yesterday…" It was quite obvious that he was hiding something, even though I pretty much knew what he was hiding. It was obvious to me and almost all our friends that he had feelings for Vega, and she liked him back. I mean, look how much they care and worry for each other. Upon first impression, you would have thought that they were a couple. And did you see the way they looked at each other in the eyes during that performance? I couldn't believe he still tried to hide it.

"Come on, are you ever gonna admit it to anyone?"

"Um, what do you mean, Jade?" I rolled my eyes again. For someone who was a decent actor, he certainly was bad at trying to hide his thoughts and feelings.

"Just say it. You like Vega. You love her. I know you do."

His eyes grew even bigger, and I could see a mild blush on his cheeks. "N-no I don't, what are you talking about?" I rolled my eyes for the third time. I had to get him to admit it, or he'll never stop being bothered by the thoughts. After all, he was one of my closest friends. I cared about his well-being.

"You kidding me man? It's sooo obvious. You might as well have decorated your locker at school by writing 'I love Tori Vega' on it. I can't believe she still doesn't know."

Andre kept looking at me, and I smirked. I knew I had him now. So what if Vega wasn't my most favorite person in the world? Andre was one of my best friends, and I wanted him to be happy. And of course, if they actually started dating, I wouldn't be so paranoid jealous and possessive when she was with Beck.

After a moment, he sighed in defeat. "Fine, you're right. But you can't tell her!"

"Fine, I won't if you tell her yourself."

His eyes grew wide again. "No, I can't. That'll ruin everything I already have with her."

"No, trust me," I reassured him. "Everything will be fine. Just think about it. I'll leave you to your thoughts. I'm gonna get some sleep now. Thanks again for letting me stay. Goodnight."

"Yeah, no problem. Goodnight." He switched off the lights, and I quickly fell asleep, finally relaxing after the conflict with my parents.

Andre's POV

I could hear Jade's gentle sleep-breathing as I lay in the darkness, unable to fall asleep myself. My mind was filled with thoughts. Thoughts about Jade getting beaten by her mother and kicked out of her house. Thoughts about her running to me for help. But most of all at that moment, thoughts about the dream I was unable to finish and my feelings for Tori. About what Jade and I just discussed.

Yes, I, Andre Harris, was in love with my best friend, Tori Vega. I have been ever since I first met her. How could I not? She was gorgeous and beautiful, so kind, sweet, caring, was always there for me, had an amazing smile, and not to mention was crazy talented. I actually wasn't all that surprised when Jade admitted that she knew about my crush. It was really obvious. I was never mad at her, always blushed slightly when she smiled at me, acted nervous around her often, and rarely turned her down when she asked for help with something. And during last night's performance, she looked so pretty and sweet throughout the whole thing that I could barely keep my eyes off her. She sang beautifully and amazingly, and I couldn't help but smile at her through the whole thing. The song really did fit my mood well, and I honestly don't know how I managed to stay focused through the performance. Why, with every sweet smile she gave me, I had a hard time concentrating and restraining myself from just locking lips with her on the spot. I was surprised I never lost it.

That dream I had earlier seemed so real, I could almost sense everything again – the beautiful and sweet smiles she gave me during and after the performance, the amazing sound of her voice, the feel of her warmth and body against mine when we hugged, and the very amazing feeling of her soft smooth lips against mine as the night breeze blew. I sighed. Why would beautiful, talented Tori Vega ever be interested in plain old me? She was way out of my league. Surely, she deserved better. I started to wonder if I should even waste my time with my crush. Maybe it was best to just ignore it, or else I would just cause more pain for myself. I began to have doubts. Maybe I wasn't really in love with Tori. Maybe I would get over it soon.

As I started to drift back to sleep though, I thought over everything again, and I ended up being sure of one thing: I was completely in love with my best friend. I loved Tori Vega, and will continue to love her forever.

AN: Well, what did you think? Like it? Hate it? Review please :) .

Sorry if this sounded like rambling and was boring. But I assure you, the romance and drama will show up really quick. This is kinda meant to set the drama forward.