You have a boyfriend.

Hes not a very good one though. Andrew can see that. Anytime you try to hang out with your boyfriend Dominic, he always blows you off to hang out with other ‘friends’. When you know it’s probably another girl. Did that stop you from dating him though? Knowing he was cheating? No. You were inlove with Dominic. When he made you angry, he always apologized with that sweet smile of his and bought you your favorite desert or food.

Andrew could see right through his friends facade. And he didn’t like it. He might not’ve liked you in the slightest, but he knew how you were supposed to treat a woman. How could you be so blind to that? One day, you were moping over your boyfriend again. This time, you had caught him in the act of cheating and it looked like you were about to burst with tears. Once class had ended, he let out a sigh and stood up from his seat. Slinging his bag over his shoulder and approaching you. “Hey. You. Why do you insist on dating him if you know he’s cheating on you? What are you in middle school?” He sneered. His lip arching to expose pearly whites and gum. Scowling down at you. His glare obviously judging you. Hard. He could admit you were cute, but not even an ugly girl would stay with that dimwit. Even if Dominic looked like a celebrity— his heart was made of cold, dry, ice.