12. Someone like Andrea
Six years and I could not get her blonde curls and blue eyes out of my head. Where was Andrea now? What was she doing? Who was she with now? Did she still think about me like I did her? I had dated several girls since our break up. Most of them blondes with blue eyes. Each girl was more beautiful than the next. Still none compared to Andrea. She was one of a kind. I had to get her back. It was not like before. I was not eighteen anymore. I was twenty-four and I was ready to settle down. I wanted a family. One with Andrea. Now all I had do was find Andrea.
"What is on your mind?" Rick asked noticing me looking out the window of the cop car.
"Andrea," I murmured.
"She has been for six years now, huh?"
"Yeah. I fucked that up bad. I do anything to get another chance with her," I admitted.
"Have you tried calling her again?"
"She changed her number, and I am too scared to ask her parents for her new one," I said taking a deep breath.
"You know she still keeps in touch with Lori," Rick said dimly.
"What? How can you just now be telling me this?"
"Well, I am friends with Andrea too. I was a little pissed when you hurt her like that. But I think you ready now," Rick said.
"Ready for what?"
"To settle down. You've learned your lesson right?"
"Hell, yeah. Sex is not everything in a relationship. You know I would do anything to get Andrea back. Talk to Lori for me and get me her cell phone number," I begged him.
"Look it might a little weird if you call her out of the blue. She is coming down next weekend for Lori's baby shower. Why not talk to her then?"
"A week feels like forever. I have lost enough time," I said.
"I promise you this way will be better, and don't come on to strong when you see Andrea. She may have already move on," Rick warned.
I nodded. A beautiful girl like Andrea probably would have a boyfriend. But whoever he was would not stand a chance against me. I could down any asshole. Besides Andrea and I had a history. She still loved me and I would get her back.