You're Not My Babysitter

Chapter 5

Ashton

"Hey I'm going out to pick up something to eat, are you ready now or should I wait a little?"

It's been about 3 days since Dee left for tour and to say Andy was taking his "job" incredibly seriously, was just a teeny tiny understatement. He was always up my ass and, I know it's from a good place but, it's fucking annoying. Whatever, I was going back to school tomorrow so I just had to get through today.

"I guess I'm ready now." I got up from the couch and shut my phone screen off.

My phone had been a little busy the past couple days. Hey, people find out you try to kill yourself and I guess they finally start to give a shit huh?

"I'm not too hungry though."

"Are you sure," Andy earned a nod from me, "it's just you haven't eaten too much in the past couple of days and I-"

"Andy," I shut him up with a glance, "I am fine. If I want something to eat I will get it myself. I am a big girl who can handle herself."

"That's why your brother got you a babysitter right?"

"You're not my babysitter!" I clarified as I walked through the front door.

"Call me what you want-"

"I think I'll go with dingus," I smiled at my come back.

"But, you're brother asked me to supervise you, while he's out doing adult things-"

"That's what she said."

"I'm a big girl who can handle herself," he mocked my previous statement, "this whole thing has babysitter written all over it."

Andy gave a tight lipped smile as he unlocked the doors to his- holy shit.

"You drive a Ford Mustang?" I questioned struggling to keep my jaw off of the floor.

"Oh this old thing?"

My excitement was almost immediately dwindled by the smirk on Andy's face so I decided to just get in the car instead of admiring it any further.

"This was my first big purchase after my music started taking off," he pulled a pair of black sunglasses out and stuck his key into the ignition, "I've always wanted one so, it was a big deal to me."

The car was black. Who the fuck was I kidding, I'm pretty sure everything Andy owned was black. His hair was black, and I've never seen him wear anything besides black so, why should I be surprised that his car is black too?

With that, I said the very next thing that came to mind.

"You're kind of emo huh?"

"I guess so. Why," he asked as we pulled out of the driveway which caused me to chuckle, "what's wrong with that?"

I only responded with a shrug.

"Ok, sure I'm emo but, at least I don't need a babysitter." He smirked.

"Oh fuck off!"

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"Jesus christ can you just pick somewhere to get food from," I threw my head back into the seat, " like it's not fucking rocket science!"

We'd been in the car for almost half an hour and Andy could not seem to decide what he wants.

"I thought you weren't hungry?"

"I'm not," I sighed, "or at least I wasn't thirty fucking minutes ago!"

"Well, do you have any suggestions?"

"For starters, maybe figure out what the hell you want to eat before you go to pick it up!" This earned
nothing but an eye roll from Andy.

"Wait, turn in there!"