wild and running || a.b. (series on hold)

Chapter 15

"Motherfucker!" Andy yells as my alarm clock goes off. I roll over and he's sitting straight up and looks pissed as hell. I laugh quietly and silence my alarm. "Maybe you should have bought me a new alarm last night." He grunts, "No fucking kidding." I sleepily roll out of bed and collapse on the floor while Andy chuckles. "We have class." I mutter. "I know. They have showers here, right?" He asks. "Yeah, I'm about to go take mine." "Hm.." He says thoughtfully. Oh... I know where this is going. I quickly get up and grab an outfit out of my closet to wear today. I also grab Andy's clothes for him. "I'm going shower." I say and he gets up with his clothes. He's going to shower with me... I walk out the door and he follows. I stay silent out of nervousness and anxiety and walk into the shower room. Luckily there was no one else in there. I place my stuff on the bench and walk to one of the showers, and silently thank whoever put curtains in here years ago. Andy stands in front of the shower next to me, and relief washes over me. "You're gonna shower with your clothes on?" He asks in an amused tone before I step in the shower, "No. I'm going to take my clothes off in here." I say while watching him remove his shirt and quickly step in the shower as he begins to undo his belt.

Wow, someone has no shame in stripping.

I laugh quietly to myself and take off my clothes. I turn on my shower to hot and let the water run down my neck and back. My neck is sore because of how I slept. While washing my hair, I hear Andy start to sing, "I open my lungs dear..." I decide to join in, "I sing this song at funerals, no rush." He laughs after we finish the line. "That's all I know." I giggle. "I'll have to make you a copy." He says. "Do you normally sing in the shower?" I question. "Yeah." He says shyly. "Me too." I reply. "Sing something." He says. I clear my throat and begin to sing as I rinse the soap out of my hair.

"There's so many things that I could say, but I'm sure it would come out all wrong. You've got something that I can't explain, I still try and try and let you know. That one summer we spent is one we'll never forget. Looking for any kind of reason to escape all the mess that we thought was what made us. Ain't it funny? Now we can see, we're who we're meant to be... You still have all of my, you still have all of my, you still have all of my heart..."

There was a moment of silence, and it made me nervous because I didn't know if it was bad or not. "You have the voice of an angel." He announced. "Thank you. So do you." You don't only have the voice of an angel, you are an angel. I hear his water turn off and he steps out of the shower. I wash my face while he gets a towel so I don't walk out there at the wrong time. I turn off the shower and grab the towel I smartly hung of the curtain rail. I wrap it around my body and step out. I see Andy standing by the sink, in front of a mirror. He's playing on his phone, clearly unaware that I'm standing behind him. His hair is damp and his skin is too. His towel is sitting lowly on his hips, and I can't help but stare. He looks into the mirror and I quickly look away from where I was staring and into his eyes. I smile to try and cover up what I just did. "Hm..." He said while looking back at his phone with a smirk. Fuck, he caught me. Pretending as if nothing happened, I grab my clothes and phone off the bench. "I'm going change in the dorm." I say while messing with my hair in front of the nearest mirror. "Mhm." He hums and out of the corner of my eye I see his towel move, but I quickly turn before I can see anything. I hear his laughter ring down the hallway as I walk back to the dorm. I smile and shake my head at his actions.

I quickly change into a pair of exercise shorts and a white shirt. It's kind of see through so you can see my black bra through it, but I don't really mind. Andy walks in and is wearing a plain black shirt and black jeans. That's his usual. I slip on some tennis shoes and grab my bag. I grab my poetry binder off my desk while having s miniature heart attack because I almost forgot it.

"Ready?" Andy asks while looking at me with his ocean blue eyes. "No." I respond. I walk up to him and kiss him sweetly. "Now I am." I say with a smile and we head out the door.

We awkwardly dance to the elevator music and then laugh about how weird we are. That's one of the things I love most about our relationship. We can be weird and goofy with each other and feel comfortable with it. What's great about Andy is that he doesn't judge. We arrive on campus and begin walking to literature together.

"Hey!" A familiar voice says behind me. I turn around to see my good friend Grace Richards. "Hey!" I say as she hugs me. "I haven't seen you in forever!" I gasp. "I know right? I barely see you around campus. Where are you going?" She asks. "Andy and I are off to Literature." I smile. She glances at Andy. "Oh, well I won't keep you two. It was nice seeing you." She says kindly and I nod politely in return.

Grace has been one of my great friends for a while now. She used to be very religious, but she was a follower and really changed a lot to fit in. I wish she wouldn't have. She's still amazing though.

"Marie wants me to go help her and her fiancé move boxes for her new house this afternoon. Do you want to come?" I ask Andy on the way to class. "Yeah, sure. As long as I get to spend time with you, love." He says. I smile as he laces our fingers together.

We walk into class and sit down. The morning flies by quickly and soon it's time for lunch.