Andrew Siwicki Imagines (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

Life-Altering (Angst/Fluff)

A/N: Timing of events here is a little bit exaggerated and changed to fit the narrative of this story. This is based on "If the World Was Ending" by JP Saxe and Julia Michaels. It's the idea of everything that you thought wasn't right not really mattering when you think things are coming to an end. I decided to tie this to the pandemic and other events. Enjoy.

Andrew drove down the freeway in his gray Toyota Camry, feeling sort of detached and aloof. He'd had a hell of a couple of months, and he could barely decide if it was good, bad or somewhere in between. He'd just left a meeting with he and Garrett's management and it had gone really well. Their podcast was a runaway hit and everyone was thrilled about the performance of the first several episodes. But as he was leaving the office, his phone was blowing up with Instagram and Twitter notifications about the latest drama surrounding Shane and Trisha Paytas. YouTube drama channels were talking about it nonstop, and try as Andrew and Garrett did to stay out of the crosshairs, Andrew's stomach dropped into the ground as he noticed quite a few videos hypothesizing on where he stood when it came to his old boss.

He flipped from YouTube to his text messages and saw three in a row from Leslie, a girl he'd gone on a few dates with over the past couple of weeks. He hadn't been that into her, and he knew the whole "relationship" was sort of half-hearted. But still, he frowned at her messages, admonishing him for not paying enough attention to her and taking too long to return her calls and texts. He dictated a response into the phone about how he'd been busy in a meeting and she responded back with a sad face emoji and a sassy retort.

"You're just so immature and self-absorbed Andrew. You don't know what you want. I deserve better."

He groaned and rolled his eyes as he drove along. Why couldn't things just calm down? Why did everything have to be so dramatic and controversial? All Andrew wanted in the world was to live a calm and stress-free life, making things if he could, surrounding himself with positive and supportive friends and family and staying out of the spotlight. He'd thought 2020 couldn't get any worse, and then the new year had arrived and shit had quite literally hit the fan. He'd moved into a new apartment but it wasn't that great. The podcast had taken off and the boys were scoring sponsorships left and right, but while Andrew had hoped the success would help distance him from Shane and all the bullshit, he instead found himself in the middle of it again.

And worse of all, he'd spent the last six months of 2020 getting over his ex-girlfriend Y/N. It was only recently that he could wake up in the morning without feeling that achiness that she wasn't next to him. It was only in the last few weeks that he wasn't finding himself daydreaming about her or wanting to call her when bad things happened to him. He'd texted with her a little about the Shane drama and she'd been really supportive of the podcast and his transition, but for the most part, they'd stopped talking every day. He'd dated several girls since (and hooked up with several more) and he was desperately trying to move on. But this thing with Leslie was making him question everything.

It had been Andrew's idea to break up with Y/N in the first place. She was beautiful, sweet, funny and charming, but her lifestyle challenged every jealous bone in Andrew's body. She was a professional dancer and spent her time traveling around the country, teaching at conventions and judging dance competitions. She had never cheated on Andrew, but he somehow didn't trust her, every thirsty comment on her Instagram page sending him into a rage, every hungry stare from a random guy on the street making his chest tight. She loved him so much but eventually she got tired of his constant jealousy and the way he questioned her. She told him how it hurt her, and instead of manning up and working on it, he instead decided to end the relationship. He figured he wasn't ready to settle down or maybe she just wasn't the one. But the more time that went on, he realized. It was him who had been the problem.