Britney's POV:
That night, after the concert I stayed up late thinking about what Scout said.
She's right... I'm nothing in this world, I'm a little speck amongst things that actually matter. What was my purpose here? Andy would find someone else. He could have anyone.
I heard noises from my mothers bedroom and cringed, knowing that she brought some random guy home.
I put my earphones in and try and block out the noise but music was no help as some of the depressing lyrics flowed through my ears.
I sigh deeply and rip the headphones out of my ears roughly and throw my phone against the pillow.
I start to pull at my hair and grit my teeth to try and rid of the thoughts circling through my head.
Why! Why did Scout have to ruin my happiness?!
I never did anything bad to her at all and she just hates me so much!
I think about that sharp piece of metal that lay in my drawer, should I?
Andy would be mad. Upset? Yes, he would. The urge to do so is so strong but I have to try and fight it.
For Andy, for Andy, for Andy.
I keep repeating those two words to myself.
For Andy.
Andy's POV:
I abruptly wake up after my phone starts to ring. I look at the time on my alarm clock to see that it is 12:20am. Who the fuck would call me at this time? It better be good.
I pick up and hold the phone to my ear. "What?" I groan, I don't know who called me because I didn't look at the ID.
"A-Andy?" I hear a familiar voice ring through my phone. "Britney?! Hey! What's up? What's wrong?" I ask, fully awake now.
"I can't do this Andy, I can't- I-" I could hear Britney hyperventilating on the other end of the line. "Britney, baby, take deep breaths. Deep breaths, get ready. I'm going to come and get you okay?" I say slowly.
"O-okay Andy" Britney says in the middle of breathing deeply. We hang up and I spring up out of bed.
I pull on my black skinny jeans, almost falling flat on my face from how much of a rush I was in.
Chucking on my shoes and grabbing my phone and keys I quickly run out to the car to drive to Britney's house.
I hope she's okay.. But.. I also wonder what happened to make her feel like this.
Britney's POV:
I wait by the window, anxiously. Wanting to be out of here as soon as possible.
Luckily my mother was passed out in her room with that mysterious guy she brought home. It makes me sick, really.
I see a pair of headlights flash across the curtains of the window.
I open the door and slowly walk out towards Andy's car. Andy gets out and rushes over to me, quickly embracing me in a tight hug.
"Are you okay babe?" Andy asks, his voice muffled by my hair.
"Let's just get out of here, please?" I ask softly. I feel Andy start to nod as he takes my shaky hand and leads me towards his car.
"We'll just go back to my place" Andy says as he starts the car. I don't even care where he takes us right now, I just need to be away from this house and away from my thoughts. As long as I'm with Andy, I'm pretty sure I could do just that.
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I didn't pay attention to what Andy was saying throughout the entire drive. I couldn't focus my mind on anything except what Scout said and my mum with that guy in the other room. I shutter at the thought.
Andy jumps out of his seat to jog around the car and open my door for me, I silently thank him and slowly rise up out of the passenger seat. If anyone saw me they would think I was just coming home from the hospital or a mental institution by the way that I'm looking at everything as if I had only seen it for the first time.
"Britney? Baby?" Andy waves his hand in front of my face. "W-what?" I shake my head to bring myself back to reality.
"I said, let's get you inside come on" Andy wraps an arm around my waist and guides me into his house.
I sit on the couch with my back straight. Andy slumps onto the couch beside me and pulls me into his chest.
It was only then, that I cracked.
Loud, ugly sobs racked my body as I tried to catch my breath. Andy rubbed my back soothingly. "Let it all out babe" his deep voice sent a source of comfort towards me.
I grabbed onto his shirt with tight fists. Cringing, at how needy and desperate I probably looked.
After I had calmed down a little, I pulled back from Andy just enough so he could look at me. I had refused to meet his worrying gaze.
"Britney, please look at me" He begged. I hesitantly met his eye. "What happened?"
I told him everything. From Scout, to what she said, to my mum and the guy and finally to wanting to hurt myself.
"Brit, I am so proud of you. You wanted to harm yourself, but you didn't and I admire that greatly. Secondly, fuck Scout she needs to leave and I am never leaving you alone with her again, okay?" He pauses to watch me agree with him. "Finally, that is disgusting. How could your mum neglect you like that? You can stay with me whenever you want babe" Andy says, kissing my cheek. I smile at him weakly, all he does is brush the few stray tears away with his thumb.
"You're safe with me, beautiful. Always."
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Oh my god, did I really just update?
Wattpad has finally fixed its shit!
This was mainly a filler chapter, so sorry about the extreme amount of suckage that is displayed before you.
Is suckage even a word? fk
~Britz x
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