It was five weeks after Tori heard me singing over the phone. Since weeks since she'd offered her help to me. Which I denied.

How can someone help when they're the problem? That's right, they can't. So now I'm here, at Tori's house still feeling depressed. And by the looks Tori's been giving me, it shows.
"Alright Andre,"
I look up at her from my laptop.
"You're telling me now what your problem is."
"What do you mean?"

'Maybe playing dumb will work.'

"Don't play dumb."
'Damn it.'

"Tell me. Ever since I heard you sing on the phone, you've been acting all depressed and angsty."

I quirked an eyebrow.
"Andre."
Rubbing the back of my neck I sighed.
"Look, Tori,"
Standing up, she put her hands on her hips.
"Oh no you don't. You're not avoiding this. I gave you time like you asked."
"I can't decide when I'll tell you?"
"No." She said bluntly.

Standing up, I stood a few feet from her.
"Tori, I don't think it's best for either of us if I tell you."
"And why not?"
"Well because,"
After a few seconds of stalling, I looked around the room. Looking back at her, I could tell that she really was worried about me.
'You have to tell her.'
'I don't have to tell her jack.'
'Just tell her. What's the worst that can happen?'
"We're no longer friends.'
"No, the worst that can happen is her parents come home to you two having a hot make out session on the couch.'

Shaking my head to get rid of the internal argument, I stared at Tori. She had her arms folded across her chest, making her bust look slightly bigger. Blushing, I scolded myself for noticing. Looking to the side, I felt a hand on my arm.

'How did I not notice she moved closer?'
"Please Andre. I'm really worried about you. You've looked upset for awhile. You're acting different. Then that song…Who was it about?"
Sighing again, I paced back and forth in front of her.
"It…it was about a friend."
"Do you love her?"
I nodded my head.
"Yea, I do."
"So tell her."
Stopping, I stared at her .

"I can't."
"Why not?"
"I'm scared."
"But you're Andre Harris. You're the buff musician who isn't scared of anything."
I smiled at her.

'Funny, it's like déjà vu. Except I like the fact that she noticedI'm buff..'
"Well that I could lose her as a friend."
"You won't." She assured.

"Besides," I started solemnly, ignoring her previous words.

"She's way out of my league."
"Andre, you can't say that."
"Sure I can. I just did."
Slapping my arm, she gave me a small smile.
"Please just tell her."
Starring, I saw only the worry that her eyes held. Sighing, I rubbed my palms against my pant legs.
'I need to tell her.' I told myself. 'I have to do this.'

"Tori," I started softly.

"Yea?"
"Close your eyes for a minute."
"Close my eyes?"
Her brows knitted together.
"Yea, only for a minute."
She shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't see why, but okay."
Eyes closed, Tori stood before me. Taking in a silent deep breath, I took in her face. The small smile that graced her lips, the tan color of her skin.

'God, her skin looks so soft.'
Fingers fidgeting to caress her, I balled them into a fist.
'Then there's her silky hair.'

I tightened my fists.

"Andre?" The actress called out.
"Oh, sorry." I replied.
"This will only take a second."
I stepped closer to her, moving silently.

"What will take a second?"
Standing centimeters from her, our chests were almost touching. I looked down at her closed eyes.

'Just do it.'

Leaning down, I gently brought my lips to hers. Gasping, Tori stiffened. Still, I kept my lips to hers. After a few moments, she relaxed. Putting a hand to her cheek, I put more pressure on her lips.

Leaning away, I removed my hand. Looking down, I saw Tori still had her eyes closed.
"So it was me?" She whispered.

I spoke just as quietly. "Yes."
Nodding her head, she opened her eyes. We were still so close to each other. I was almost sure she could feel my heart pounding against my chest. Starring straight at one another, I could see the answer in her eyes before she said it.
"Andre,"
I just continued to stare at her.
"I…" She stopped.

Eyes shifting around my face, I gave her a small smile.
"Just do it."
Smiling back, Tori moved closer so every part of out bodies were touching. Leaning up, her lips grazed mine. Taking the initiative, I pressed m lips down on hers. Smiling into the kiss, Tori wrapped her arms around my neck as I put my hands on her hips.
"So I take it you like me back?" I asked jokingly.
Laughing in response, she put a peck on my cheek.
"You can take this as 'hell yes."
"Take wha-"
Cut off, Tori slammed our lips together. Licking my bottom lip, I smiled and granted her entrance.
My last coherent thought before I got lost in the sensations was;

'I'm glad that damn phone called her.'

AN: Well. Done. I don't really like the way it turned out. If I feel like it, I might edit it in the future. But it feels forced. This had been a sucky 2 weeks so I'll get to it when I'm in a better mood.