Chapter 27: A Date with Andrew

Edited, Last edit: Saturday, August 23rd 2014

~Clover's POV ~

I sighed as I laid down on my couch staring at the ceiling after school.

"Wow so this is what you do in your free time?" Andrew said sarcastically while walking in through the back door.

"Why did you come in the back door?"I asked sitting up.

"There is a million different groups of paparazzi out front. I had to go through your neighbors backyards so I didn't get caught. There are cops out front removing the paparazzi from the street right now as we speak."Andrew said sitting next to me.

"Oh that's good But only half of my front yard was packed earlier." I said with a frown.

"Well don't forget that I'm getting you at 7 so be ready and do you want me to pick you up out front?"Andrew asked.

"You can't pick me up on your motorcycle so you can pick any nice car in the garage just not the van or the Ferrari. Oh also if you get a scratch on any of my babies you're dead." I said seriously and headed up stairs as he left.

I had three hours till Andrew came to get me so I decided to get ready, I took a quick shower and got out putting the pink fluffy towel around me as I went to my closet to pick out an outfit. I opened my walk in closet and looked around for an outfit tonight. I decided on a pair of skinny jeans and a long black sleeve shirt. The shirt was lace so I wore a black tank top underneath. Then I decided on a pair of black knee length boots.

I curled my hair and pulled it all to one side and braided one piece on the top so it was like a crown. I walked downstairs just as there was a knock on the door.

"Hey, are you ready?" Andrew asked as I opened the door.

"Yea, just let me grab my purse." I said and quickly grabbed my white purse off the hook.

"Okay, I'm ready." I said as Andrew and I walked out the door. Right away paparazzi starting yelling.

ARE YOU REALLY CLOVER THOMPSON?

LUCKY! OVER HERE.

WHO IS WITH YOU?

IS HE THE SAME GUY YOU HAD THE JAIL PHOTOSHOOT WITH?

We ignored them and quickly made our way to the black And red Lamborghini. Andrew opened the door for me and I said a quick 'Thank You' and slid in.

"Miss.Thompson you look lovely tonight." Andrew said in a fake British Accent.

"Mr.Carter you look rather dashing also." I said also in a fake British Accent.

"That was a horrible accent." Andrew said I laughed.

"I am Aussie and not British."I said matter-of-factly.

"True, true." He said nodding his head in understanding.

"So where are we going? Because I am not going to another fair or a club and I am not stealing a motorcycle. But most of all I want to be sleeping on my bed tonight and not on the floor of a jail cell." I said seriously.

"Darn. I really liked that motorcycle from New York. To bad we had to leave it there. You sure we can't get another one?" Andrew said with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, I'm positive. Now where are we going?" I asked again.

"Now that's a surprise." Andrew said and turned up the music. One Direction's new song called the Best Song Ever came on so I turned it up louder causing Andrew to groan.

"Aww stop complaining." I said flicking his arm.

"Maybe it's the way she walked, straight into my heart and stole it. Through the doors and passed the guards just she already owned it!" I sung loudly causing Andrew to turn down the music.

"You have a horrible voice." Andrew said causing me to smack his arm.

"Jeez! Must you be so abusive women,"Andrew said rubbing his arm.

"Hey I am a model for a reason and I am not abusive!" I said as Andrew parked by a small forest and got out opening the door and then holding his hand out while mumbling, 'yea sure' under his breath. I grabbed his hand sliding out. He quickly shut the door and started walking towards the forest.

"Are you going to kill me? If you are don't think for even a second I won't come back and haunt you.' I said once I caught up to him.

"Yea, I planned a date so I could kill you." Andrew said sarcastically as he moved sticks out of the way. I rolled my eyes at his sarcasm but stopped in my tracks when we arrived on a beach.

"Andrew? What the hell?" I said looking at the beach. There was a blanket laid down and there was a path of candles leading towards the blanket. It wasn't a big beach it was a really small one that went about a mile. No one was here and it was completely clean. Not even. piece of glass or a shell was on the beach.

"Did you do all this?" I asked as I sat on the blanket next to him.

"I could say I did but I would be lying. My sister helped me out."Andrew said sheepishly.

"You have a sister?" I asked surprised.

"Yea, Her name is Jenna and she is 16. She actually goes to an all girls private school that's why you never seen her. It's next to the best school in the U.S. Johnston University. " Andrew said."Are you hungry?" He asked grabbing a basket from behind him.

"Oh that must suck to going to an all girls private school and I think I've heard of that school. Is Johnston university an all boys school? And yes." I said as Andrew started laying out food.

"Yea and she may go to an all girls school but at least I don't have to worry about boys." Andrew said shrugging. He started smiling probably thinking about his sister.

"I know you eat nothing so I got you a fruit bowl and I bought some lasagna." Andrew said handing me a container and bowl while he ate spaghetti and meatballs. I took a bite of the lasagna and moaned.

"This is so good! Did you make it?" I asked taking another bite.

" No, I actually had my mom make it. But I'm glad you like it." Andrew said sheepishly.

" Wow! Tell her I said she is an amazing cook. I haven't had home made food in like forever." I said eating a grape.

" So what's your story?" Andrew asked me after a while, handing me a water bottle.

" What?" I asked.

" What's your story? Everyone has a story about their life so what's yours?"

" Oh well my mum owns a fashion business and my dad is a traveling lawyer so neither one of them are ever home. I basically have been an adult since I was thirteen when my parents started leaving. My mother had to open a business here in Cali so she decided to move me from Australia to here. I'm nineteen in a few weeks I'm now an only child. I was born on May 1st and I started school earlier then most students so I went to Pre school twice, I did have a sister named Aria but she died when she was 5. Yea, so that's basically it. Nothing exciting." I said frowning at the memory.

" If you don't mind me asking, what happened to Your sister?" Andrew asked pulling me to his side making my head rest against his shoulder.

" She died when I was twelve. I went with my dad in the car and Aria wanted to come with us so my dad let her. She wanted to sit up in the front seat with my dad and her being daddy's little princess he let her. But it was about 9 o'clock in the evening and we were heading downtown." I said as tears started welling up as the memories flowed through my head.

"Clove,r you don't have to tell me right now." Andrew said but I shook my head and continued,

"We were turning and this car came out of nowhere hitting the passenger side." A few tears started to slide down my face as I remember her piercing scream and the blood dripping down the side of her face.

"My dad blames me for sitting in the back seat. He would always tell me I should have been the one up there not my younger sister." I sobbed. Andrew started rubbing my back saying soothing words. After a few minutes I started calming down again.

"You know it wasn't you fault. It wasn't anyone's fault besides the driver." Andrew said but I shook my head.

" He's right I should have been up front not her. Maybe then she would of survived. But ever since then my parents busied their selves with work to keep there minds off her death. I wanted to be a model so my dad would be proud and talk to me again but he doesn't and he hasn't talked to me in months maybe years." I said sadly.

" Does your mom blame you?" Andrew asked me.

" No, She knows it isn't my fault." I said drinking some of my water.

" Good because it isn't and it never will be your fault. It pisses me off that your dad would rather have you die then your sister. He should wish that no one died. I don't want to have this date all sad and gloomy for you so lets go." Andrew said wiping away my tears with his thumb and standing up.

" Where are we going now?" I asked still sitting.

" We are going for a swim." Andrew said taking off his jacket, shirt and shoes.

" Andrew it's like 11 o'clock at night and its too cold." I said refusing to move.

" Fine then I guess I will have to bring you in the hard way." Andrew said picking me up.

" No, Andrew Carter you put me down this instant! These are designer boots!" I squealed hitting his back,

"Then we can take them off." Andrew said throwing my shoes on the ground.

"I can't let me--" I started to say but got cut off due to the fact that I was thrown into the cold water. I came up coughing only to be splashed as Andrew jumped in on a rock. !

"I was going to say I can't let the paparazzi see me like this." I said shivering.

"Well good thing I lost them before we came." Andrew said swimming up to me.

"I mean when I go home dumb ass." I said rolling my eyes.

"Well then you can just stay at my house." Andrew shrugged.

"Will your parents mind?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Nope, my mum won't mind." Andrew said.

"What about you dad?" I asked.

"He doesn't live with my mom. My parents are divorced." Andrew said his voice void of emotion and a far away look in his eyes.

"Oh okay well then I guess I'll stay." I said not pressing on the subject.

"I'm pretty sure you will fit in my sisters clothes since you're so skinny but they may be to big." Andrew said shrugging.

" I can work it out badboy." I said splashing him.

" Oh it's on." Andrew said and that's how it went till twelve just splashing each other back and fourth and playing around.

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We ended up arriving at Andrews house by twelve thirty. We got out of the lambo with towels wrapped around us. He was at least smart enough to bring towels. I was sure my lips were blue from the freezing temperatures of the waters.

"You can take a shower if you want." Andrew said as we walked in.

"Yes, Please my hair feels gross from that water." I said picking a piece up.

"Okay I'll just-"

"Andrew? Honey is that you?" A lady asked walking out of the kitchen. She was skinny and looked to be in her mid 30's. She has long dirty blonde hair and was wiping her hands on a apron. She was very pretty. You could see where Andrew got some of his looks from.

"Yea, ma it's me." Andrew said putting his Leather jacket on the hook.

"Young man why are you home so late I told you a million times you need to stop partying and actually focus on-" The lady said but stopped when she noticed me standing behind Andrew.

"Oh my! I'm sorry I didn't notice you there. What's your name dear?" The lady who I'm guessing was Ms. Carter asked.

"I'm Clover, it's nice to meet you Ms.Carter." I said politely.

"Oh please call me Shelby. Ms.Carter sounds so professional." Shelby said holding out her hand which I shook.

"You are so beautiful! Wow the first girl Andrew brings home. I just got done making cookies. Would you like one?" Shelby asked.

"Ma she will have one later. We were just swimming so she's gonna go take a shower since she is staying the night." Andrew said.

"Oh of course. Make your self at home sweetie." Shelby said.

"Thank you so much." I said as Andrew and I walked off. He handed me a towel and a pile of clothes and I said thank you and took a quick shower. When I got out I dried off and put on the clothes and noticed they were a pair of victoria secret sweatpants and a white tank top. The tank top fit but the sweats were to big so I rolled them and they were fine. I put my hair up in a messy bun and walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen where a now dry Andrew was wearing sweatpants and no shirt and his mom was talking. After talking with Andrew and his mom for a while we decided to go to bed. Andrew showed me where the guest bed room was and said goodnight. I laid down just thinking and realized I may just have a huge crush on Andrew.

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A/N: Ello Loves! Thank You so much for all the reads! Sorry if this was boring but you had to know why clovers dad doesn't talk to her. I think I have 14K on this story which is absolutely Amazing But anyways you all know the drill,

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