Andrea's POV

I couldn't sleep that night, I didn't know how I should feel.

Something happened the night before.

I had someone eyeing me. But yet I was not in love with him.

But with the other one.

Not the small, thin, one with the dark hair and brown eyes, I mean yes I loved him, but as a friend.

I felt some weird, awful, confusing sensation when the dark haired and dark eyed one looked at me,

Yeah, he was a lot taller than I was, and maybe he had muscles, and maybe he was drop dead gorgeous.

Everything I'm afraid of.

But I had a strange connection with him.

While I was battling with all these emotions, I realized.

That this was the most beautiful way a person could ever feel.

It was love, and not that cliché kind, but real. I had never felt so happy but so confused and nervous all at the same time.

But it was beautiful.

The most beautiful thing I have ever experienced.

But then I got a call.

The wrong guy. Not the blonde haired, blue eyed one, but the other one.

"Hello" I said, trying with everything in me, not to sound too disappointed.

"Hey, sorry or bothering you, I know you probably were sleeping" yeah no, no need, I wasn't sleeping.

"But someone wants to talk to you" Mitch handed over the phone.

"Hey, Andrea?" It was Scott.

Scott?

Why would he want to talk to me?

The one I was in love with, talking  to me.

"Yeah, it's me. What'd you need to talk to me about? Sam? Because I can get her right now if you want to." I couldn't believe how hopeless I just allowed myself to sound, not even trying to get him.

"No, actually" he said. "I wanted to talk to you."

Okay?

"Look, I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime."

Wait, the one who was flirting, wasn't asking me out, but the one who wasn't was?

"I mean sure, how's Friday sound?" I had to take the chance, even though I was confused.

Don't ask questions just go with it, questions could ruin everything

So I did

"Yeah, Friday sounds great, we'll talk more tomorrow." And then the phone hung up.

He was just as nervous as I was, if not more.

Scott's POV

She was beautiful, Andrea.

The only reason I wasn't hitting on her yesterday, was because I was afraid.

She wouldn't take me.

She's too beautiful, she deserves someone better.

But she said yes.

Yes, the word that could put someone's heart back together, or break it in seconds.

I knew I was in love the moment I laid eyes on her.

Did she feel the same? We'll find out Friday night.

Oh, the strange changes.