Bellas pov
7 am starts were a bitch.
For several reasons. The first being that it was still practically the middle of the night. The second being that you actually had to come back down to earth, leave your dream and then get our of bed into the cold air.
They can be made better by kisses and coffee though.
Andy woke me up with a cup of coffee, kisses and a lop sided smile. It wouldn’t have been so bad except for the fact that today I was supposed to be going home. Fat chance of that happening, I was happier than ever now. Or I was until Andy told me he had just found out imogen was back, as of 3 hours ago. She didn’t even bother telling me she was coming back. That kinda hurt. Ouch. Part of me just wanted to slap her, she dragged me here just to ditch me. Then when she had to leave, she hadn’t made contact with me once even when I knew full well that she had phone and Internet access.
Today also happened to be one of those days when short stack had a radio interview, hence the reason I had been woken up so early.
Andy got into bed with me, we had been sharing his bed again, which I was insanely jealous of him owning. He could tell I was either upset or dramatically pissed off, but when he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him it made me feel that much better. Like I could actually get through all these problems coming at once without hurting as many people as I knew it would. But then again, I wasn’t exactly a stranger to hurting people, but I didn’t want to be that girl who hurt everyone and didn’t care. Because I did hurt people, more than anyone really realized.
Andy kissed me one last time before complaining that he had to get ready and should get in the shower. I knew what he was suggesting, but today I wasn’t really in the mood to be sharing showers. I sat in the bathroom with him anyway, I didn’t really want to have to talk to his family right now, especially Bradie.
Being sulky wasn't my style, misery was not a good look, I looked young enough as it was. But today, I couldn’t help it. There was so many thoughts and feelings rushing around my mind, pulling at the doubts I had and magnifying them. It felt like they were only doing it to make me feel worse. Then there was Andy, he’d already done so much for me yesterday by trying to make me feel better, and now I was sulking when he had tried so hard.
It hadn’t registered in my mind that Andy was singing in the shower, i’d been so caught up in my own worries; but it was the smallest things right now that could make me smile and this was one of them for sure. I left him to get dressed, usually guys got girls flowers but our relationship wasn’t exactly by the rules.
The smile on his face said it all when I gave him the flowers, it was a smile he never showed in photoshoots, but it was just for me. :)
He enfolded me in a hug, spinning me around until I was smiling too, and kissing me again. It was perfect, it distracted me until someone behind us cleared their throat and we broke apart. Shaun gave me an apologetic little half smile, at least he wasn’t looking so tired today, but if he was here it meant that Andy had to leave. Leaving me alone in his house with Bradie, and their parents
