"I just…I don't wish it upon anyone." Andrew whispered and Luis tightened her grip on him. Then, she let him go and whipped out her phone. Andrew had no idea what she was doing until she raised the phone to her ear and spoke quickly, loudly.
"Are you done with your interview? If you are, come over now. If you aren't, wrap it up quickly. Andrew needs you." Luis didn't wait for a response, just hung up the phone and shoved it back into her pocket. Andrew stared at her, slack jawed.
"H-He's busy! He won't just-" Andrew's phone vibrated in his pocket, and he had a suspicious feeling he knew who was on the other line. He pulled his phone out, and there was Maxwell's name written on the screen. It was surrounded by hearts.
Andrew picked up.
"Are you okay? Are they harassing you? What's going on?" Maxwell's voice washed over him, and just hearing it relaxed something inside of him. Andrew's tension left, and his hands stopped shaking.
