*May 1982*
Andy and (Y/N) have a restless night and can't sleep.
(Y/N)'s POV:
Me and Andy headed to bed per usual. We said our good nights and flipped over.
I face the window at first before I end up tangled in Andy's arms.
But. tonight, something was off for my body.
When I closed my eyes, it was like I wasn't tired anymore. It felt like I had an extra cup of coffee to get caffienated by.
I could feel Andy shifting on the sheets, which is something he never does.
I sat up and readjusted my pillows, hoping to help me doze off.
Every few minutes, I'd open my eyes and checked the clock.
I saw 11pm come and go, 12am go, and I saw 130am too.
I could feel Andy snake his arms around my waist.
"Are you having a problem going to sleep darling?" Andy whispered .
I honestly thought he'd fallen asleep already.
"Yes I don't know what's wrong," I told him flipping to face him
"Did you eat any sugar?" Andy asked playing with my hair.
I thought back to earlier in the evening. I had my cup of chamolie tea and that was it. For dinner, Andy had picked up hamburgers and fries from McDonalds.
"No I didn't have any sugar unless you count," I said with a smug look.
"Haha darling well let me just hold you and see if you can fall asleep. Do you have anything important to do today early?" Andy asked.
"I have an appointment with Karen at 12:30 to get our nails done," I said yawning.
"Well you can come home after that and take a nap too if you don't fall asleep soon," Andy said glacing at the clock.
I glanced too and it was now 230am.
I just sighed and laid contently in Andy's arms.
I could feel the tiredness overcoming my eyes, but my body wouldn't relax enough.
Andy was making cute little snores and I didn't want to disturpt him.
I wiggled out of Andy's arms and went to the bathroom real quick. Then, I headed downstairs for some water to see if that would help me.
Sam followed me around the kitchen and wanted something. So, I gave him a dog biscuit as we headed upstairs again to get back into bed.
It was now 4:15am.
I stretched and crawled back into bed.
Andy was starting to talk in his sleep.
"Cookies? Can I get some milk too?" Andy said in his sleep.
I had to stifle my giggle by putting my hand over my mouth.
Andy sit up straight and opened his eyes.
"Why are you sitting up again darling?" Andy asked sleepily.
"I haven't fallen asleep still love," I said a bit frustrated.
"I'm sorry darling," Andy said holding his arms open for me to be wrapped in.
I settled back into bed and Andy kissed my forehead and played with my hair.
He began singing in a low tone, "An Everlasting Love."
I scooted down and started finally relaxing.
I think I finally fell asleep because the next thing I remember was seeing sunrays peeking behind our curtains. I looked at the clock and it was 9:56am.
I may have had a restless night, but Andy helped me.
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