Chapter 20

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(A/N; Can you guys ready my new book? Its called Amnesia (A Michael Clifford love story) I'd really appreciate. Thank you. Enjoy this next chapter loves!)

Andy's point of view.

"I miss you too." She told me over face time. I smiled softly, running my fingers through my hair. "Hey, don't be sad. We will see each other in a few hours." She stated. I nodded, she had a point. I had the tour bus take me to her place instead of my house. We were almost there. "Do you your parents mind?" I asked. "I don't know, they left today for a long ass business trip. Shouldn't be back for a few weeks." (Y/N) shrugged.

I kind of went silent after that. I just wanted to be with her, hold her, cuddle with her, kiss her. "Andy..." (Y/N) said, making me look up at her. "You're in my state. I saw the sign." She finished. "I'll be there soon okay?" I said. (Y/N) nodded and I smiled. "I'm going to go, get my stuff ready and I'll see you soon." I said. She nodded and I ended the call. I sighed and went to go pack and everything.

(Y/N)'s point of view.

After Andy ended the call, I walked over to the bathroom and took a quick shower. I washed my hair, shaved and washed my body. I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing the towel and wrapping it around my body. I walked out of the bathroom and over to my dresser and pulled out some clothes.

I had on blue undergarments, a blue spaghetti strap tank top, and blue short shorts with a white line going down the side. I went over to my closet and grabbed out my gray hoodie and put it on. I french braided my hair and put on gray socks. My doorbell went off and I ran downstairs. "Andy!" I squealed as I opened the door, but it wasn't Andy. It was Alyssa.

"Um, last time I checked, I didn't have a dick." She joked, coming inside. I shut my door and walked upstairs after her. "I'm sorry. Andy's on his way." I said, sitting on my bed Indian style. "He is? Is ash?" She asked, face in her phone. "Nope. Just Andy. So, what brings you here?" I asked, my phone chiming.

"I got bored at my place." She said. I picked up my phone and unlocked it. It was a message from Andy, telling me he was almost here. "As much as I love you being here but Andy is almost here, come back tomorrow?" I asked. "Yeah. I can coke back tomorrow." Alyssa said. "Thank you." I said. We walked downstairs and she left. I went back upstairs and laid on my bed. I sighed and staired up at the ceiling when I accidentally fell asleep.

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I jolted awake when I heard a noise downstairs. I groaned and looked at the time. 10:44pm. Shouldn't Andy be here? I heard the noise again and I grew a little scared. I grabbed the bat beside my bed and walked downstairs slowly. I heard a cabnit close and I jumped. I brought the bat up in a swinging position, walking into the kitchen.

I turned on the light and the person turned around. I gasped, bringing the bat down to my side. Andy smirked, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. "Hi." He said, trying to hold in a laugh. "Hi." I breathed a sigh of relief, that it was him and not a robber.

"Look at my babygirl. Holding down the fort." He smiled. I smiled, dropping the bat. "Just get over here and kiss me." I said. Andy chuckled and came over to me. I smiled, placing my thumb and pointer finger on his chin, pulling him down and kissing him. His hands went to the small of my back, pulling me to him; eliminating the space between us.

My arms went around his neck as we pulled away and his head dipped down into my neck, nuzziling into it as I did the same to him. "I missed you." I mumbled, my bottom lip trembling. "I missed you too." He told me, his arms tightening around me.

"Come on, let's go up to my room." I mumbled. "Okay." He simply said before he picked me up, causing me to squeal and cling to him. His hands clasped together under my ass, he pushed me up and I smiled. We reached my room and he laid me on my bed, I pulled him down with me, so he was fully on top of me. He smiled and pecked my lips and I smiled.

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