My Safe Haven (BxB)

Chapter XXXIV - Find Your Way Back

Andrew's POV – 21 September 2019

I am woken up by a splitting headache and a very sharp pain in my left arm, and open my eyes, only to close them as quickly as I opened them. Why is the basement so bright all of a sudden, I ponder? I mean, there are no windows down here so why would there be so much light? I roll over...then it all dawns on me. This bed is way too big to be the one I sleep on in Aunt Jenny's house. I shoot up quickly at the thought of being in someone's bed, only to be sent back down when I feel the room spinning. Curse you, alcohol!

As I lay on the bed, my mind runs wild in an attempt to decipher why on God's green Earth would I be cooped up in someone's bed? Did I pass out somewhere? Did I leave the club with someone? Was I a one night stand? I peak under the covers at the thought, only to sigh in relief when I see that my clothes are still on. Wait, these are not my clothes...

"Hello Andrew" someone greets from the door, and my eyes move to them, and memories from last night come flashing back.

I detach my lips from his in desperate need of air. Goodness, I could kiss him for all eternity if I could.

"I hope you'll remember your words in the morning" Christian says with a chuckle.

"Maybe, maybe not" I laugh.

"You better remember!" he states seriously. "You're soaking wet, let's get you inside" he adds, moving out of the way to make way for me, and I walk in.

"Go sit on the couch, I'll bring you a change of clothes" he says, about to walk off.

"You're gonna leave me here?" I question, feigning hurt and pucking my lip out of added effect.

Christian stops, and turns to me, smiling a bit, "I'm just getting clothes for you Andie, I'll be right back. Please don't make this hard."

"Well..." I pause "...don't leave me down here, so hard..."

"Andrew, are you okay? Do you need the bathroom?" Christian asks, taking me out of my daze.

"Ye-yeah, I'm okay" I stutter out, completely embarrassed. Did I really say that to him?

"Andrew, you're turning pink again" he asks, placing a hand on my forehead.

"Dude I'm okay. Don't be such a mom" I chuckle.

"Well I just care" he laughs.

"Whatever" I join in. "Tell me real quick, how did you get these clothes on me?"

As soon as my words leave my mouth, I see the way his expression changes, and if I wasn't paying attention, I'm pretty certain that I would've missed it.

"So you're saying you don't remember?" he asks slowly, moving his eyes from me, clearly hurt by the thought that I could've forgotten what transpired last night. Well, I forgot some of the events, but that's not the point!

"Ian" I call out. "Ian look at me" I call out once more, and he finally looks at me. "Come here" I say, patting the space next to me. He looks at me and sighs, before following my instructions and sitting next me.

"I don't remember what happened for most of last night" I state honestly, seeing how his shoulders sagged in disappointment. "But I don't need to remember that I love you" I add, and I see his mood do a complete 180.

"I thought you forgot about that..."

"I wouldn't dare" I say with a smile.

"I love you too" he beams. "You know, I wanted to talk to you about this last night but I didn't because you were drunk," he cackles "but why did you dump me?"

I look at him and take time to let the fact that I'm one dumb ass seep in before I respond, "I was stupid."

"So you're not stupid now?"

"I wouldn't say it like that, but I definitely know what I want. And I want you" I say seriously.

He smiles momentarily, "and how do you know that Andrew?"

"Because I almost lost you," I clarify. "When I found out that you almost died, I-I was completely torn apart, and I wouldn't have been if I didn't love you. The fact that you were the first thing I thought about in the morning, and the last thing I thought about before I fell asleep spoke volumes to me. There's absolutely nothing that pained me more than living life, not knowing how you are" I express. "And what I did yesterday was something I've always thought about doing, but the alcohol just gave me the courage to just do it, even though I regret drinking as much as I did last night" I chuckle, and Christian joins in.

"So what you're telling me is that you've been meaning to come but you were scared?" he asks.

"Yep."

"So the alcohol gave you a nudge in the right direction?"

"Exactly. I mean, everything I said is something I had already thought of..."

"Wait!" Christian yells, interrupting me. "So what you're saying is you've thought of the Rated R stuff...considering that you were talking about how 'hard you were'..."

"Don't remind me!" I yell, blocking his voice out by burying my face in the pillow. His laughter booms in the room,

"O-okay, I-I won't remi-remind you" he manages to get out, in between his fits of laughter.

"I don't know why you think it's wise to bother me so early in the morning" I say, throwing the pillow at him.

"Woah, early in the morning Buddy? It's freaking 2 in the afternoon."

"Really?" I ask, slightly taken aback. "Well, I don't care" I state. "Please borrow me more of your clothes, I need to go shower...and you never answered me, how did you get these clothes on me?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?" he enquires.

"Goodness, tell me already!"

"Okay, don't say I didn't warn you" he laughs. "After dragging you to the lounge after you almost broke all of our pictures, you got on the couch and fell asleep, or so I thought. So I came here, and got the clothes for you. When I came back to you and started unbuttoning your shirt, you'd die if you were to hear the things you were saying..."

See why I absolutely hate alcohol? "I don't even want to know" I interrupt him, putting my hand up to stop him.

"I warned you" he laughs. "Any who, I have some clothes in the dresser, so you can help yourself. I'm gonna head out and make you something" he adds, about to make his way out.

"Thank you!" I yell, stopping him in his tracks.

"What for?"

"For giving me another opportunity. I don't want to make promises, but from now onwards, I'm gonna work my butt off, all in the name of finding my way back into your heart" I state honestly.

"Who knew you could be so mushy?" he chuckles, "But I'm happy that you're willing to work on us. I really appreciate it. Let me head out then" he says, then heads out of the bedroom, gently closing the door behind him.

And as he closes the door, I jump off the bed in excitement at the fact that he gave me an opportunity. He gave us a shot once more. And that thought alone, is what kept me jumping up and down, irrespective of the fact that the movement was making the headache ten times worse. Fuck the headache, I'm madly in love.

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