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After two weeks of stalling and denying herself the right to care for Tavin J. Fox, she had finally decided that she couldn't resist him any longer. Of course, he'd have to accept her first. Andrea Melendez hadn't intended to fly to Los Angeles in order to break off her relationship with Joshua. She actually hoped to repair their leaks. In the end, doing so felt counter-productive, and she sat Josh down to have a long, heartfelt conversation about feelings he seemed to already know of. How Andrea didn't realize the severity of her attraction to Tavin, she could never say. Anna raised her to choose the right answer in every situation. Unfortunately, right and wrong developed twinned identities at times. Josh assured her that he didn't blame her for how she felt. That put her mind at ease, if only a little. "The heart wants what the heart wants" seemed to be her universal excuse.

Nonetheless, the manner in which her relationship with Josh ended left a bitter taste in her mouth. She'd promptly left his home and took a bus to San Diego to spend the day with her mother. Andrea went an entire Saturday afternoon avoiding the topic of boys. She fully planned on ignoring the topic on Sunday if she could help it; however, Anna knew Andrea better than herself. From the moment Andrea showed up at Anna's door unannounced, she was certain something was troubling her only child. Anna had been crafty with her words, and Sunday was suddenly dedicated to determining Andrea's next move. Andrea couldn't recall seeing her mother so relaxed before. When she questioned her complacent demeanor, Anna simply stroked her daughter's head. Joshua wasn't the only one who had noted the jolt of energy Andrea acquired the moment Tavin was mentioned.

Now that Monday had finally rolled along, Andrea was back in Seattle, officially single. Her weekend getaway to clear her head had been much needed, and she was ready to redeem the past couple weeks' work with renewed passion. The week prior had shown much improvement from the first, yet Drea was convinced week three would completely trump the rest. Now that she'd stepped out of her bubble of denial, she was free to admit that her affections for Tavin were stronger than they'd ever been. She and Dale hadn't worked out because she had been too pure for him to fathom. Her situation with Daniel had fallen through because competing with Jade had been unjustly matched. In a way, she had never really had Josh because her heart had been lying in Tavin's hands the entire duration of their "relationship". Andrea wasn't about to let Tavin slip through her fingers, too. For once in the history of her "love life", she was taking matters into her own hands instead of sitting back and waiting for the man to make the first move.

Initially, she and Anna had agreed to confess everything to Tavin after work. Andrea was fully committed to their detailed strategy until his familiar form stepped out of his dressing room that morning. All of her common sense vanished at once. "Tavin!" she called, increasing her pace until she stepped in stride with him. "Hey!" A bright smile lit up her features, and a familiar twinkle danced in her earthy eyeballs. "I had a question for you," she said, boldly and more confident than she ever felt. Her arm automatically looped through his as they walked. She assumed he was on his way to Hair and Make-up considering neither had been done quite yet. "Theoretically, what would one wear on their first date with Tavin J. Fox?" Her tone remained neutral. Her acting abilities had been set into motion. Despite her calm facade, the context defined exactly what she was asking of him. One chance. That's all she needed to prove that she was finally all in.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/20gfl1v.jpg); padding: 30px; border: #2D2729 solid 30px; ] where have you been WORDS 730. OUTFIT. ANDREA <3 The weekend had been filled with distractions for Tavin, he'd gone back to L.A. to be surrounded by familiar faces, ones that wanted to see him. Stevi had held up on her end of the bargain by making him laugh, though the weekend was a good one, he still felt heart sick. He would have loved to say that the getaway had caused him to completely forget Andrea and how he felt for her, but couldn't bring himself to stop thinking about her soft features, those doe eyes that stared up at him, scene after scene. After the filming was over, at this rate, he'd need counseling to forget her face. He'd flown back to Seattle early Sunday morning, paparazzi waiting for him at every turn in L.A. to snap a picture, it was a nice turn of events to be in Seattle, while the weather was colder and there was far less sun, the quiet of it all made things more peaceful. The die hard fans waited at the airport for autographs and photos, and he had a meet and great with everyone until airport security pulled him out the back to eliminate the airport to be shut down by the large amount of screaming girls. He hadn't it big yet, he wasn't in the same range as his dad, but he had his own set of fans, girls couldn't help but go crazy in his presence, and that made him feel good. If only Andrea went an 1/8th of the caring the young girls did, he'd be set. He was handed clothes for the scene, and he couldn't help but miss Aalina and he fashion sense, perfect for him, made for him. These were clothes that were made for the movie, not him. A sad reality. Once dressed he walked out, and trying to get his bounce in his step that he was so known to having, that certain swag that he always had, no matter what he wore. He'd been low on the mojo for a while, but he was making best with what he had. His name to his left, he turned to see Andrea, she walked alongside him, and he kept walking towards hair and make up, "Hey Andrea." he said a rasp in his voice filled with sleep, he was trying to kick to the curb, he looked tired, he hadn't been sleeping much lately, but he couldn't help but notice how delightful Drea looked, she was shining brighter than the Seattle sun around noon, her eyes sparkling, something he hadn't seen since the beach. "Guess your weekend went well?' he said more of a statement than a question, she spoke, a strength in her voice he wasn't used to hearing, he slowed his pace, turning to look at her as he walked, "Okay?" waiting for her question, he stopped dead, his eyes wide, "Serious?" he looked shocked, but a slow smile spread at his lips, before taking over his whole face, he hadn't smiled like this, in God only knew how long. "Well, normally girls try to ook nice." he said "But first dates should be casual and comfortable." he said with a shrug, he knew he was taking a leap of faith hoping she wasn't just blowing smoke. "You trying to tell me something?" he asked her the smile fading slowly, unable to take the blow if she wasn't being serious. all my life

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;] Tavin's eyes looked worn and sleepless when she abruptly fell into step beside him. He hadn't heard her verdict yet. Soon enough, she'd be the fool hanging onto a sliver of hope. Until that moment she had managed to suppress the possibility of rejection. The conversations she had with her mother made forgetting common sense an effortless task. Anna hadn't been informed of the entire truth, but she knew enough to grasp how far Andrea had fallen for Tavin. Joshua had been one more stepping stone closer to the man she'd love for eternity, she justified. Besides, the sooner she found someone worthy of marriage vows, the sooner the soft footfalls of grandchildren approached. At that Andrea shook her head, face distorted. If only Anna knew how close to a grandchild Andrea had been. The doctor had finally pinned her delayed menstrual period on stress, which seemed reasonable considering she'd gone through her cycle a couple days previous to their final appointment.

After three weeks of nerve-wracking blood tests, Andrea was finally set free. She had plenty of time to build her career without worrying about a premature family. Sexual intercourse had certainly been a singular event; however, Dr. Allen recommended beginning a birth control prescription just in case. In the long run, she would rather be safe than sorry. "Hey Andrea," Tavin greeted. His voice carried the same heaviness that weighed down his eyes. She wished she could take away his disgruntled sleeping patterns. Andrea would give anything to find that special boy from the beach buried deep below Tavin's new edition. With any luck, her grand news would do just that. The anticipation was burning a hole into her anxious heart. It was now or never. "Guess your weekend went well?" Her weekend? Sure. Was he stalling? Calm down! "Yeah, it was great," she remarked. "I went down to San Diego to see my mom."

San Diego and Los Angeles. She'd reveal the remaining facts in a moment. First, she needed to address her poorly-worded introduction. Their pace slowed gradually until Tavin decided to halt entirely. A smile flickered across his face before disappearing behind a disappointing frown. Why was he frowning? Hadn't he wanted her to chase after him? "I thought about what you said a couple weeks ago," she replied softly. Meanwhile, her mind whizzed with ideas for casual date night outfits. Jeans and a t-shirt? A sundress? She'd rather not lose her legs to frostbite. "And you were right," she added, her mind half-focused and still terribly preoccupied with questions pertaining to wardrobe. "I've been trying to run away from how I feel about you, and I can't afford to lose another person I never really even had."

A million different questions and comments needed to be said, but Andrea was left without an order to execute the words that needed to be said. "I went to Los Angeles this weekend to see Josh," she started off by saying. "I thought I still felt the same way about him, but I realized that I had been lying to myself all along. I'd taken Josh asking me out as some chance to redeem myself after what happened between us when his timing had been nothing but coincidental. I just couldn't pretend that I didn't feel anything for you anymore, so I ended things. With Josh, I mean." Her shoulders moved vertically, almost mechanical, as her her long-winded spiel came to an end. She chanced a sheepish glance at Tavin's face with a smile equally uncertain. "I know you said you were trying to move on and everything, but I felt obligated to give you a proper answer... Seven weeks late." A nervous chuckle added suspense to the prolonged silence between them. "I just hope that I hadn't come to my senses too late."

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/20gfl1v.jpg); padding: 30px; border: #2D2729 solid 30px; ] where have you been WORDS 730. OUTFIT. ANDREA <3 Was it real or was it just a trick? Tavin wondered, his mind spun with questions, but Andrea was never one to say things that weren't true. He licked his lips quickly, biting on them, right before he spoke, "I'm glad that you finally realized he wasn't right for you." his eyes sparkling now, as the reality set, she'd just said that he was right, that she knew it too. He'd just been blowing smoke, anything to get her to give him a chance, honestly, he hadn't known much about Josh or their relationship, he let out a gush of air, had he really been holding his breath? His heart was pounding, so hard he would have thought he was going to have a heart attack if he wasn't as healthy as an ox. His eyes widdening when she confused that she'd dumped Josh, for him, he felt sad, for the guy, but for selfish reasons he couldn't keep the smile off his face. He was finally getting what he wanted, and it felt like he'd been electricuted with thousands of watz. "I can promise you, you didn't make a mistake." he said, his eyes dancing between hers, this morning with the blue he was wearing, his eyes were lighter, and with the good news, he felt his mojo kick into high gear. He felt more like himself, the sickness, the sadess that had been weighing him down for weeks, slowly lifting off his shoulders. He no longer felt like he was going to get sick every minute of every day. He felt his stomach growl for the first take in, how long? It was amazing how just one little fact could change the whole out look on life for a nineteen year old. He shook his head, "I'm going to have to call all my dates for this week and cancel." he said with a straight face, any onlooker would assume he was serious, but he hadn't even been able to look at another girl since he'd met Andrea, it had definitely been a rollar coaster ride he'd been put on, and he was glad that the death trap was finally coming to an end and he was going to be released from its hold. He turned to completely face her, placing his feet on the outsides of either side of hers, and looked into her eyes, inches from her, he smiled, he loved that they were so close in height, it made things like this so much easier. Closing his eyes, he leaned in for a kiss, hoping that unlike all the shots they'd taken over the past weeks for the movie, this one would be filled with everything it had lacked. "I'll always pick you." he finally said, in a soft whisper, he felt like himself again, he had hope for life, that bounce he'd been missing would soon return, he assumed. He couldn't wait for the news stands to announce their new found feelings, whatever they may be. For him, it was more than just a school boy crush, she was always on his mind, and though he didn't know how she felt quite yet, he had hope that she returned them. He wasn't falling for her, he was in love with her, that much he knew for sure. He loved Andrea Melendez, and he wasn't scared to tell anyone, not anymore. Not now that she wanted him in return, "I can't wait to tell everyone that I've fallen for you." he whispered to her, pulling her into an embrace, anyone that knew anything about the young man knew how big of a deal it was for him to be interested in anyone. This was big news, even to himself, he'd caught the love bug. all my life

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;] Her explanation seemed to be enough to tide Tavin over for the time being. For that, Andrea couldn't express how grateful she was. The entire process hadn't been as easy as her effortless paraphrasing made things out to be. Admitting everything to Joshua had taken its toll on her physically and mentally. She hadn't fled to her mother's home in San Diego for no reason, after all. She had sought out her comfort and wisdom in order to make sense of her decisions, and a keen sense of fate always tickled Andrea whenever she thought about the sequence of their story. All of the pain and heartache had started with Alex Brooks. Equally so, Andrea could have never attained such happiness without their trials. Some believed that fortunate happenings came to those who waited. Andrea wasn't sure what she had been patiently waiting for, but standing in front of Tavin's smiling face was reason enough to believe she'd been rewarded well by Father Time. Drea could only hope that good deeds earned her lengthened prosperity. She'd hate to lose something so precious so soon.

"I know," she replied, reflecting his smile in her own. "I know." Tavin had drawn his sword on her behalf. He'd vowed to keep her safe and treat her differently against his solid reputation for never committing. Andrea had considered his flighty past with her mother, and their debates all simmered down to a common argument. All people deserved the right to demonstrate their claims. By reaching out to Tavin, she was secretly exercising a technique called "benefit of the doubt". Her mind was naturally riddled with paranoia, so completely trusting Tavin wasn't an immediate skill she embraced. Little quirks that he'd display were certain to irk her until she grew accustom to the way he lived. All of these facts were well-known and accepted because relationships weren't perfect. Perfect relationships were nonexistent for three reasons. One, communication was key to any relationship and people often censored their thoughts up until their breaking points; therefore, blowouts occurred violently and out of the blue. Two, conflict between couples and friendships were unavoidable, especially when girls were concerned. Every little girl dreamed of their prince, so any boy who closely resembled their picture-perfect image became their first priority. Last but certainly not least, girls were undeniably more irrational and moody once every four weeks. As a result, their hormones take advantage of their vulnerability and forced them into uncharacteristic mindsets. Boys rarely knew the difference between menstrual cycle blues and plain moodiness. Ergo, fights occurred.

Personally, Andrea couldn't imagine any toil weighing down their incubated relationship. After they'd been through so much to reach the point they had, problems so soon was unjustified. She could have honestly gone without Tavin's remark about other dates, but her head was too far above cloud nine to make a fuss over his insensitivity. Multiple dates during one weekend was exactly what held Andrea back from falling from him in the first place. "Way to ruin the moment," she commented fondly. She practically purred her sentences blissfully. Tavin had proven to be the biggest man of all when all the odds were set against him. A nineteen year old like him didn't back down from a challenge lightly. She'd underestimated how powerful Tavin could be. His lips brushed hers for the first time outside of their script since the end of July. Surprisingly, the chemistry was more radiant off the camera. Andrea pulled away and opened her brown eyes to search Tavin's face carefully. As much as she wanted to announce her feelings for Tavin to the heavens, she knew the consequences of being too open all too well. Frowning for a mere second, she held onto Tavin's embrace with a conflicted mind. "Maybe not everyone," she cautioned. "If this is going to work, we need to be conscious of the way we present ourselves. The press can be extremely brutal."

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/20gfl1v.jpg); padding: 30px; border: #2D2729 solid 30px; ] where have you been WORDS 730. OUTFIT. ANDREA <3 The young man felt like slapping his cheek a few times, he was dreaming, but he didn't remember falling asleep, he had to assume that he was awake, he went with it. A smile on his face, he was so happy, he couldn't hide how what she'd said effected him. Kidding," he said a sheepish grin playing on his lips. Their kiss was as real as any other, he felt a shock run through them as soon as their lips touched, he felt like everything that their kiss had been missing for the past weeks were being made up for in just one quick little kiss. One where he didn't want to hold back, one that she hadn't wanted to either. Their kiss was like puzzle pieces going together, the fit perfectly, the match that had been searched for for the longest time was found, and fit nicely. He smiled after their lips parted, his eyes still remaining closed as his mind danced. Now that he was in such a good mood, he didn't feel like working, he felt like staying in and doing things that couples did, like sit on a couch and enjoy a movie marathon, it didn't matter what they watched, anything would do, but they'd signed a contract and they had responsibilities to the cast and crew. "Maybe so, but I want everyone to know I'm yours." he said quietly. He couldn't see himself with anyone else, not even Stevi could distract him over the weekend, Andrea's name and face still on his mind like a tattoo and even as he wanted to remove it, he couldn't. Pain had struck through him no matter how much he tried to ignore it, it had weighed down his planned hang out with his friend, even as he tried desperately to hang onto what made him Tavin J Fox. "Media can say whatever they want about me." he soothed her, brushing a hair out of her face and behind her cheek, he brushed her cheek ever so softly, his eyes dancing, glitter in them, "I promise you will never cry again." he told her. In his mind, he screamed, he'd never made a promise like this one before, his childishness tended to keep him from making huge decisions in the past. Forever had always scared him, but as he held onto Andrea's glaze, he knew that forever wouldn't be long enough for the two of them to spend together. They'd been through the worst of it together, and now the only thing they had left to do was make their relationship official. He'd never known how to go about asking or even what a guy normally said. He felt dumb as he bit through the question, "Does this mean you'll be my girlfriend?" he asked, biting his lip slightly, he was nervous, both Stevi and Kayleigh's relationships had been assumed, he'd never even bothered to ask them, dumping them had just as easy, he just stopped treating them like a boyfriend would and more as a friend would, pulling the rug out from under them and letting them figure out whether they were mad at him for 'letting them go' or not. He couldn't stop looking at her, the object of all his happiness, and lately his pain. He was more than happy to let go of that part of their history and get to their bright, loving future. all my life

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[style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;] "Really? I wouldn't have thought," she teased. Although she was joking, Andrea couldn't help the sliver of truth that slipped out in her tone. Tavin was not only easy on the eyes but also charming and persuasive. He had easily led her to Satan's doorstep and coaxed her to give up her innocence. At one point, she might have accused him of condemning dozens of other girl toys to the same fate. Not anymore. Tavin had been more upset about accepting her virginity than their actual scare the night she revealed she might be pregnant. Books were easy to judge based on plain text and exaggerated reviews, good or bad. The material that actually moved readers required a little reading between the lines. Figuratively, Andrea had read between the lines of Tavin's life story, his novel; there were many chapters left. From that moment on, she'd turn each page carefully, each paragraph inching towards their happily ever after. "What are you going to do?" she wondered. "Surgically remove my tear ducts?" She snorted at her own joke, instantly embarrassed. With only a few words back and forth, she and Tavin had traveled back in time to the beach where their journey began.  

Their relationship had morphed into something beautiful. From the green monster Andrea so frequently referred to evolved into a majestic, gentle creature with heavenly blessings laced into its sparkling pelt. She had no intention of leading the black parade into a moment so joyous, but the facts needed to be set straight. A harbinger, Andrea set their raging hope to a stand-still. Tavin couldn't guarantee that Drea wouldn't cry anymore than she could promise he'd never be angry with her ever again. If their upcoming relationship was sane, she'd cry a dozen times because sometimes sobbing was the perfect remedy to a bruised heart. Andrea had always come to find that her relationship with her mother strengthened after large-scale arguments. Forgiving and learning from their tiffs permitted them to move forward with a better understanding of each other. As far as she was concerned, Tavin could argue with her a thousand times as long as they stepped forward more indestructible than they started.  If his commitment to her at the get-go was any indication of their future, she'd say they had little to fret over because she didn't doubt her loyalty to him one bit. 

"People will know given enough time," she promised. The paparazzi ratted out her nonexistent relationship with Danny the same way they had with Dale. Their sharp technique for sniffing out scandals was infallible, and she wouldn't be surprised if blogs began posting about the newest Hollywood couple by the week's end. "It's not you I'm worried about," she admitted selfishly. "Josh had been the first relationship I've had since entering this industry that I didn't have to read death threats over because there was some jealous fan girl out there hoping to be in my place." Andrea shook her head. The more she opened the boxes where she had stored away the harshest comments, the more she felt inclined to stepping away from Tavin before lurking hounds snapped their money shot. "Besides," she reasoned, kissing his cheek. "We should enjoy the privacy while we're lucky enough to have it. In London, there wasn't a single place she was able to see without the black attire of a cameraman on her trail. Dale was the meat they were after. Unfortunately, she was caught in the midst, a juicy subheading to complicate the life of Dale Beresford. 

Of course all her worries were tucked away as soon as Tavin's next comment filled the air. The way he questioned her reminded her of the cheesy relationships people started off with. Cheeky, sheepish sixth graders asked each other for the title, yet the relationship itself consisted of no more than holding hands on the playground. Andrea was guilty of a few of that nature. Back then, holding hands was the equivalent of cussing. Each were inappropriate for their age group, therefore it was strictly forbidden. Rebels whispered words under their breath to test the waters, some even tried for a heartfelt hug. Andrea never tested the authority, no matter how much she wanted to hold Jeremy Warren's hand. She'd gone a long way in terms of experience now that she was caught reminiscing. It all seemed so silly to be summed up in one sentence. "Does this mean you'll be my girlfriend?" Andrea giggled. "I don't know," she shot back, "Will you be my boyfriend?" Her eyes glimmered with laughter, renewed from their day at the beach. She cherished moments like these because they were flawless. "How's six sound?" she added. She was completely and utterly taking their first date into her own hands. Tavin deserved a break. After one month of ceaseless crossfire, he'd finally won the debate to her heart. 

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