.: I Met Him On Omegle :. Chapter 13 Andreas P.O.V I sat in a

I sat in a park, what park I had no idea and I cried. Tears were streaming down my face and I sobbed, being pathetic as always.
 "What's wrong?" Somebody asked, sitting next to me. 
Run, don't answer him. Why would somebody be in the park at one in the morning?
I didn't run though, I just sat there sobbing and pitying my self. “I'm Alec,” the boy said. I could barely see him, the street light helped a lot. I could see he had dark features. “What's your name?”
“Andi,” I managed.
“That's a really pretty name,” Alec said quietly. “Now, are you going to tell me what's wrong?” And I poured my heart out to his boy, I told him everything from the very begging, from when I met Jesse on Omegle.
**flashback** “I-I'm going to go,” I stuttered.
“No, Andi, I think you and I should talk,” Jesse said firmly. Deep inside, I knew all he'd do was shoot me down. There was a small flicker of hope, hope that maybe he'd kiss me and tell me he feels the same way and he was only dating Rose because he had to.
“I'll go to my room,” Ryan said and gently squeezed my hand before walking off.
“You were either talking about me or some other guy you met here. I'm going to go with, you were talking about me. Andi-”
“Look, I think I should go. My mum and dad are probably getting really angry. I told them I'd be home by one.” Jesse briefly looked at him phone.
“We still have half an hour.”
"I don't want to talk to you," I replied. 
“But I want to talk to you, about this puppy love.” Puppy love? Is that what he's calling it? “I have got a girlfriend whom I love.” Ouch, that stung.
“I think I got the memo.”
“And I don't like you like that, I don't even know you and you don't know me so I don't see what you like about me... Rose is my everything, she's beautiful, kind, special, flawless and perfect in every single way.”
“Why are you telling me this?!” I snapped.
“Because I want you to understand that we will never be together. I don't want to be a jerk but-”
“But what?” I hissed. “You don't want to be a jerk? If you didn't want to be a jerk you'd stop talking about Rose. Rose this, Rose that, did you not see here at the f/cken party? She was a b/tch, she is a b/tch. I honestly thought you were better then that.”
“Better then what, Andrea? You don't know me, how many times do I have to tell you so it'll get through your thick head!” Jesse smiled, bitterly at me. “You don't know me at all. You don't know anything, so don't pretend you do. Don't pretend you know my whole f/cken life story. You know my name, that's it. So, how about you save us all the breathe and get out?”
“Happily.” With that, I ran out the apartment door. **end of flashback**
By the time I finished telling Alec my pathetic story, I was sobbing uncontrollably.
He didn't like me, he would never like me.