You Don't Know Me | A Andy Gibb What If Story

Chapter 114

"New Year's Day came a lot quicker than I wanted it to," Andy remarked as we walked around the house checking it.

There were many fireworks last night and we both wanted to ensure nothing hit anything.

"I know love but I can't stop the clock. I wish I could but that's beyond my ability," I told him as we finished the house examination.

Only a few fireworks were in the street. 

He sighed as we walked back inside.

The living room was filled with his 2 huge suitcases and carry-on.

"I leave for London in a week," he remarked as he looked at the two bags.

"It's not like it's gonna be forever," I told him.

"I know darling but it's just a lot on me. I've screwed up a lot in the past 6 years of my life, from the drugs to alcohol. I don't want to ruin this opportunity Barry got me," Andy told me.

I sighed at his comment.

"My goodness, honey. I know that this brain of yours is telling you otherwise but this is your new beginning. This is gonna be your time to shine," I told him.

"I just hope it goes the way I intend it to," he remarked as he went to sit down in the living room.

"It will love. You got to stop beating yourself over it," I told him.

The thing I think it had a hard time believing was people would want to see him in the comeback era. He was about to turn 30 and yet his fame and fortune were all before he was 25.

"Once I'm there, it will be a different story," he told me.

"It'll probably be like first-day jitters. Like for school or like when I started at Apple. It's getting there and getting familiar with everything. Then, it changes after you get settled," I told him.

"You are right. As soon as I get settled, it'll be fine. I just hope we can talk at least every other day," he told me.

"We will make the effort love," I  told him as he looked at me.

I could see behind the eyes something was wrong. But he didn't tell me yet. It could just be the hype around the trip boggling down on him like a net.

"I wish you could come with me. Or even Sam," he remarked.

I frowned.

"If this was a different time in my life, I would be going with you for the entire time you are gonna be in London recording and writing. But, because of the job I do have, I can't and I'm sorry," I told him.

"No no, I completely get that darling. I'm not asking for you to give up everything for me. I just wish the timing was different," he told me.

When he said that, my head flashed the conversation that Violet and I had in the weeks leading up to us making it official.

"You can't leave a bad taste in his mouth," looped in my head in Violet's voice.

I was so distracted by my inner thoughts. 

"You okay darling?" Andy asked as he noticed my hand was shaking.

I was having a minor panic attack.

"I will be eventually. I just had some awful ideas come into my head," I remarked.

"If you think I'm gonna break up with you," he began saying.

That was the farthest thing from my mind.

"Breakup? That wasn't in my mind at all," I retorted as I stood up from the couch.

"Wait darling I wasn't suggesting it I was," he commented as he followed me.

"What were you just gesturing the idea around? I cannot believe you right now," I commented as I went out back and sat down on the bench in the garden area we had.

He was following me.

"Darling, please listen to me," he pleaded.

I was fighting myself inside. He made it seem like the entire trip to London was worth throwing our relationship over.

I know when things get stressful, people think a lot of things. But the fact that he ~possibly~ was thinking about us breaking up after 2 years. It hurt me. All the time and effort I had put in. What was the point in him moving in if this was only temporary for him?

"Darling please listen to me," he told me.

I turned my face and ignored him. I was carrying on like a child.

"I don't want to lose you or say goodbye next week. All I've ever known is goodbye," he expressed.

I sighed.

"And all of this is scary, yes but I do not want to lose you. I don't. I wasn't hinting we should break up. Look at all the progress I've made in the last two years. If you and Violet had never been at the Betty Ford, who knows if I would have stayed headstrong? You brought a new life to me," he expressed.

"It's never goodbye between the two of us. Anytime you go off to Florida or even the damn store I've always told you it's see you later," I told him after a period of silence.

I glanced at him. He had tear stains on his face. When he got overwhelmed, he cried. 

He sighed at my comment.

"I-I don't want to lose you. Lose us. This is the most stability I've had in years," he told me.

"I don't want you to lose your progress nor do I want you to feel lost love. I love you and I am going to miss you like crazy while you are off doing your new adventure but this is your time,"  I told him as he sat down on the bench with me.

"Come here," he told me as he wrapped me in a hug.

All my inner fears had come to the front brain. Indirectly, I didn't know if he'd be coming home after this trip. He could fall in love with an English girl.

"I'm sorry for making you think I wanted to break up. I could never do that to you. Of all people, you should know how I feel about us," Andy remarked as he grabbed my hand with the promise ring.

I sighed as we separated from the hug.

"It's hard not to overthink though. You should know that we both jump to conclusions," I told him.

"But that wasn't where I was taking the conversation," he told me.

"I misunderstood," I commented.

"This is and will still be the promise I made last March," he told me.

I swallowed hard as I couldn't find anything to say.

"I know that in here," I gestured to my heart.

"And I know next week it isn't goodbye, it's see you later," he remarked quietly.

"Yes," was all I could say.

The final countdown was here.