Victoria's POV


I literally sat inside of the bathroom until I knew the restaurant was empty. The manager came knocking on the door during closing time and stepped out all sticky, trying to call a cab.

Feeling the cold night air hit my face, I waddled out and sighed, wishing I had Clara next to me. I was still pissed she was with James, but I was still in love with her, no matter what happened.

"Hey, Victoria." A deep voice approached.

I threw my arms in front of my face and curled up in a ball assuming it was one of my one night stands.

Slightly looking up, I saw a pair of bright silver eyes, glowing on a confused face.
"Oh shit! Did I scare you?"

It was Andy.

"Yeah... just a little bit..."

He held out a pale looking hand and I shakingly took it, nodding to say thank you.

"Are you okay?"

"Why? Don't I look okay?" I answered immediately, getting a 'woah' look from him.

"Damn, I was just talking about the thing with your girlfriend!" He chuckled with rasp to it.

If only she was my girlfriend.
"Umm... Yeah. I'm fine." I sighed.

"Good." He set his hand on my shoulder, using his thumb to rub circles on it. Right when he made contact with me, the wind got colder, causing him to take his hand off of me and adjust his jacket. I sigh internally.

He checked his phone and looked up and me right away.
"We got get you home right away."

"Umm... How about a hotel?" I didn't want to be with Clara for another second, it would be torture.

"Or you could like, uh... stay with me and Ashley?" He said it more like a question than a statement.

Sleep in the same house as a stranger who picked you up off of the street and another who you had sex with.

"Sure."

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