Loud

Chapter 38

                  

Image above is what Sam looks like, in case any of you wanted to know! x

Andy's POV

2 weeks later

"It was a million tiny little pieces that when you added them up, they meant we were supposed to be together..and I knew it"  Tom Hanks' voice rings in my mind as Sleepless in Seattle plays and I bring my wine glass up to my lips and down the rest of it and I feel a sense of bliss as my head spins further and I don't regret finishing 2 bottles of wine and I don't regret  it when I finally move myself from the couch and towards the door but I don't make it very far before Niall stops me "Hey, where do you think you're going" and he grabs my arm and brings me back to the kitchen and I turn around heading straight back towards the door "Out, gonna go party and dance" I smile lazily and Niall just sighs and shakes his head "No not tonight, you've gone out for the last 2 weeks straight, basically every night, you keep going like that and you're going to hurt yourself love"

And he cares so much when another boy doesn't care at all.

"Just wanna dance and drink, I need another drink Nialler" and I slur my words and slightly stumble as I try to move around him "No Andy love, come on, let's just go to bed yeah?" I try to shake my head and argue but instead I completely lose focus and fall over my own feet landing straight on the floor and Niall is right beside me on the floor to help me up.

And he cares so much when another boy doesn't care at all.

"But I wanna dance" so he laughs and grabs me by the wait and starts to sway "What are we doing Nialler?" and he smiles lazily at me "Dancing silly girl" and I frown my head still heavy with alcohol "But there's no music" and he pulls away and spins me under his arm and I giggle "We don't need music pretty girl" I smile and so I pull myself against him and take in the smell of his cologne and my head is still heavy with alcohol "Niall?" and he pulls back and looks me in the eyes and just kind of stares and I remember just how blue his eyes really are and he seems to understand what I'm thinking because he replies with "You're okay pretty girl, you're sad but you're okay and he's not in love with her so take comfort in that" and we continue to dance to music that isn't there.

And he cares so much when another boy doesn't care at all.

A pounding headache wakes me and the sound of Niall banging on the door for me to get in the shower and wake up and that we are leaving in 15 minutes. So I drag myself out of bed and let the warm water wash away the anxiety I'm feeling about today.

15 minutes later, Niall, Gemma and I are dressed and ready and in the car on the way to the restaurant and the shower did nothing to wash away the anxiety that is overcoming me "Calm down back there love, just remember, it's just lunch and you don't even have to look at him let alone talk to him" and I nod but that doesn't sooth me at all as it's the fact I have to see that is filling me with anxiety.

The waiter is nice and she directs us to our table and we sit, ordering drinks and patiently wait. Niall and Gemma make casual conversation but my anxiety about this entire situation makes me too withdrawn from it all to focus on what they're saying and my back is towards the door so I can't see when he comes in and I really think I need to just get out and go but before I can even make the move of leaving, my time is up "Sorry were late everyone, traffic was crazy" and my body stiffens and I try to steady my breathing but it quickens and everyone stands up to greet them and I slowly stand up but turning around isn't something I can bring myself to do and I can hear them all greeting each other but I think my anxiety has reached the point of me not being able to speak

"Andy"

I breathe in through my mouth and out through my nose "Harry" and I turn around and I refuse to look at him and it kind of hits me when I see her arm wrapped in his "Sam" she  smiles at me and I try to tell if it's fake or not "Hi Andy, how are you" and I'm annoyed because she's nice and perky and I'm hungover and sad "Fine" and it's blunt and I refuse to look at Harry so I look at Niall and he frowns at me so I clear my throat "I'm fine, how are you?" and Niall can see I don't want to be in this situation and I see him mouth a thank you to me "Lovely, shall we eat!" she sounds so chirpy and I just wish she would shut up.