I Will Carry You

Part 2

Eloise's pov
Andy swept me up into his arms. It was nice besides the fact that I still have to pee because my mom didn't let me. I rocked back and forth as be carried me all the way to his house. Not the best way to meet someone but now I can say I actually know Andy. Well not personally. His house came into sight. So did mine. I could see where I was pushed because my blood was sorta smeared on the concrete. That's gross. My mom probably didn't even care. Or she just hasn't seen it yet. I try to squeeze really close to Andy so I could just turn invisible. He noticed and picked up his pace. He knew I didn't want to face my mother. He struggles to open the door with me in his arms but he manages to. He takes me into the bathroom and places me on the counter. He grabbed out a first aid kit. He put some aloe on a napkin and started rubbing my arm. When he was done he covered it in gauwz. He took a look at my head but nothing was bleeding.
"Is it ok if I lift your shirt a little bit to look at your side?" Andy asked me.
"I guess" He took the side up my shirt and lifted it up a little bit.
"Your side is going to get seriously bruised. There are some scratches but not as bad as your arm. And I'll just have u inspect the rest of your body. If u see anything serious just let me know."
He left the bathroom. Thank god I could pee now. Hopefully he wasn't listening cause that is just awkward. So I took care of that business than took of my shirt the rest of the way. My side was scratched up pretty bad. I didn't know how he could tell it was going to bruise. Well I did fall pretty hard so. I put my shirt back on and noticed that it was ripped. Of course. It was ripped right up the side. I Don't even know how I didn't notice this. I made sure to wash my hands before I awkwardly exited the bathroom and Andy was no where to be seen.
"Oh hi! I'm Amy Andy's mom, who are you?"
"Oh I'm Eloise, the girl next door"
"Oh how nice andy finally getting to meet you"
"Yea"
"What happened to your arm and shirt darling"
"Uh umm"
"Mom leave the poor girl alone. She was in a little accident it's ok" Andy said.
"Oh well are you gonna go home and get a shirt" Andy looked at his mom with a are you serious look. His mom understood.
"Oh, honey you may fit in my clothes let me go get you a shirt."
"Thank you" I replied quietly. She got me a plan black shirt. It was a little big on me but that's because I'm small.
"Well I'm making dinner right now. I hope u like spaghetti"
"Oh yes of course I do" I didn't eat very often. But that's only cause I'm not hungry ever.
"Ok well it will be done soon, you teenagers go do what teenagers do"
"Ok mom thanks"
Andy brought me up to his room and there were band posters all of the walls. Sick. By the way he looks I should have guessed he liked this music. Like seriously he is wearing a kiss shirt and I didn't notice.
" nice room"
"Haha yea, you wouldn't happen to know these bands right?"
"Oh yea of course I do I have most of the cd's."
"Nice. Well I was thinking we could watch a movie since u were banged up pretty bad and a movie is just watching and listening."
" Ah sure. What movie?" Andy smirked and went by his movie rack
"BATMAN!!" He yelled
"Haha ok i have no problem with that."
He popped the movie in and sat at one end of the bed and I sat at the other end.
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"Dinner is ready!" His mom called up the stairs
"Spaghetti!" Andy jumped and and said in a kid voice. It was cute. We went downstairs and sat at the table. His mom brought over the pot of spaghetti and Andy started filling his bowl to the very top. I grabbed the spoon and grabbed a very small portion. I was messing with my noodles for a while than finally put one single noodle in my mouth. It didnt occur to me that Andy was looking at me. I put another small noodle in my mouth and I already felt gross. Another reason why I don't like eating. Just so I didn't look to suspicious I start eating more than one noodle at a time and finish my small portion while Andy's bowl Is already empty and he had pasta sauce on his face.
"Thanks mom that was delicious."
"Thanks for cooking mrs..."
"Mrs. Biersack, but please call me Amy"
"Okay, Amy. Thank you."
" Here I'll take your bowl." Andy got up and took my bowl to the sink along with his and rinsed out the leftover spaghetti sauce that was in them. Andy went over to his mom and sort of whispered into her ear. She said yes of course she can. I wondered what he asked.
"Hey are u fine with sleeping on the couch in the living room"
"Yea that's fine, wait why am I sleeping?"
"Because you are staying here for a while, I don't want you to go back in that house"
"But you don't even know me"
"I was hoping we could change that.
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