After I sang for Andy, I pulled out my phone. I had gotten a text from my dad saying that he wanted me home in a bit. I sent a text back asking him if Andy could come over.

"Hey Andy, do you want to come over to my house for dinner?" I asked. He looked at me and smiled.
"That would be great." he said.
"Well, I said," my dad wants me home, so we could leave now and I could have you meet my parents and my douchebag of a brother."
Andy laughed and said, "Okay."

We left and arrived at my house within ten minutes. I got out of the car and led Andy inside. Walter was sitting on the couch playing COD. He looked at me, smirked, and continued with his game. I think he knew that Mitchell and I had broken up, but I didn't let it get to me. I led Andy to the kitchen and told him he could sit at the table, which he gladly did. I sat down across from him, and Walter walked in. He looked at Andy and sat down.

"I see my sister has already picked up her next lover. How much is she paying you?" Walter said.
I gritted my teeth and looked at Andy.
"She's not paying me anything," Andy said, " I actually wanted to come over and spend time with her, and meet your parents. I didn't realize how much of a complete dick you are to her."
I looked at Andy. I was glad he was here with me. I smiled at him. Walter looked like he wanted to punch Andy in the face, but he just got up and left.
"Well, now that that's over, would you like anything to eat or drink? It's gonna be awhile before my parents get home." I said.
"Uh, do you have any soda?" he asked and I laughed. I got up and looked in the cupboard in the garage. I grabbed the last two cokes and went inside. I handed one to Andy and opened mine. He took it gratefully and opened it.
"So, what do you want to do?" I asked.
"I want to talk with you. I want to know about your past, and what you've been through." he said. I nodded and took him to my room.
"Slut!!" Walter yelled from the living room. I rolled my eyes.

"So, what do you want to know about me?" I asked sitting on my bed. I motioned for Andy to come sit next to me.
"Like I said before, your past, and everything you've been through." Andy said.
"Well, I don't know where to begin.." said.
"Tell me about seventh grade, when you met Mitchell." Andy said.
"Okay. Well, when I met Mitchell, I had no clue about anything, or anybody for that matter. We had first period together with my favorite teacher of all time. One day, like the first week of school, he came up to me and asked me for a hug, which I denied because I didn't know him. Everyday for at least three weeks, he would ask me for a hug, throughout the whole day. Then one day, when I knew him better, I gave him a hug. Let me just say, it was an amazing hug. After a few weeks of hugs everyday, noticed that I was starting to like him. My friends that I use to have asked me who I liked everyday until I gave in and told them. They never told him though." I said. Andy just looked at me.
"Wow. And to believe he cheated on you. What a fucking idiot." Andy said, and I could tell he was getting angry about that.
"What guy would want to lose such a beautiful girl like you? You don't deserve anything that has hurt you in the past, and the present. You deserve happiness in your life, because that's one thing that you don't have, and others do. It's not fair for you to get bullied everyday, when everyone knows you didn't do a fucking thing to them. It's stupid. So fucking stupid!" Andy said.
"Thank you Andy. That means so much to me. You don't even know." I said, and I hugged him.
"You're welcome." Andy said, and he kissed my forehead. I could hear his heart beating. I didn't want this moment to end, but of course it did. My dad walked in and didn't realize that Andy was already here. I pulled out from the hug and introduced my dad to Andy, and Andy to my dad. My dad smiled. He loved seeing his daughter with someone who truly cared about her.

After dinner, Andy went home. I didn't want him to leave. Andy had told my dad about the tour. He looked really happy for me. My mom and Walter on the other hand, didn't. He said I could go only because he knew that Andy and I cared for each other a lot, and that I needed to get away from the bullies and Walter. I hugged him and laid down in my bed. I texted Andy and asked him if he wanted to hang out tomorrow since it was the weekend. He said yes and I fell asleep.

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