Victoria POV

"At least let us bring you to your table." His blue eyes begged.

How could I say no to him of all people?

I sigh heavily and lead them to where Clara is sitting to see that James is sitting at our table, but she doesn't look terrified, she's smiling, laughing actually.

Andy POV

Victoria stops in her tracks and we both peer over her shoulder to see what she's so shocked about.

Her girlfriend seemed to be flirting with another guy and the guy didn't seem like her type at all.

Victoria dropped the coffee, it spilling open and seaping through her shoes, but it didn't phase her.

"Vic, what's wrong?" Her girlfriend asks innocently.

"Don't call me that." She says coldly.

"What?"

"I SAID DON'T CALL ME THAT!" She sobbed before running into the bathroom, leaving sticky carmel footprints.

Notes

Shit's bout to go down.