A Wish Upon A Shooting Star

Love Hurts

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The last day we were together, Andy had to go over to the arena to check on something; I walked with him and waited outside. When he returned, I was sitting under the same tree dazed off in my thoughts.

"So, your sitting where we first met, huh?"

"Yeah", I answered sort of sadly. He sat down and put his arm around me; we sat in silence for a long time.

Out of the blue he spoke up, "You know... I wished for you".

"You what?", I replied, astonished by the words.

"I wished for you... the night we met.", he went on. "Right before we went on stage, I was standing on the side waiting for them to announce us. When the guy started his spiel, I looked up and saw the brightest shooting star I had ever seen in my life dash across the sky. I closed my eyes and made a wish, 'I want someone who loves me.' Then I found you!"

His confession brought tears to my eyes. I leaned over and rested my head against his chest; the pain was building up inside me, knowing this was to be our last day together.

A few minutes later he continued, "You know we're leaving tomorrow, right?".

"I know, I was just thinking about that.", I sighed.

In his mind, Andy was hearing Sammi say over and over, 'Ask-Her-To-Come-With-You!'. He took a deep breath, steadying his nerves and turned to me, "Amanda, I've been wondering about this for days, I knew I would have to leave you behind and...I just can't do it! Will you please come with me?"

My eyes widened, I was having trouble processing his meaning with everything else flying at me. My mind raced... Come with you! Are you nuts? How can I just pick up and leave? Why do you want me? I don't know! I love y...! My breath caught on the last thought, Do I love you?; I couldn't say anything, nothing would come out.

But when my voice did utter something, the words were wrong... "Andy, take me home".

I saw the confidence leave him, his eyes puddled with tears which he held back... He was broken.

The long ride home was like a death sentence, not a word spoken between us, the silence was deafening. When we arrived he asked so solemnly, "Are you still coming to the show tonight?".

I opened the car door, "I don't know... Bye Andy". I couldn't even look at him, not being able to bear seeing the pain I had caused again. I ran into the house and collapsed in the floor crying.

I just couldn't take it. The realization that I loved him, someone I had only met a few days ago and still knew absolutely nothing about; it was scary to me, an unknown road I had never traveled before and with a stranger, nonetheless.

If I play it safe and not go with him, would I ever be happy? Once he left, would I be overcome with sadness and loneliness? Would I spend the rest of my life wallowing in self pity and regret?
All questions I would only know the answers to once it was too late.

And to top it off, Andy springing it on me so casually. A question whose answer needed to be thoroughly thought out. He basically asked me to just walk away. It meant leaving the only life I've ever known behind, and going 'all-in' on something that isn't promised to last. My mind was in overload, and it just shut down.

ANDY'S POV:

"ANDY, TAKE ME HOME."
Those words, in her unsteady voice, replayed themselves over and over in my mind the whole way to her house.

They were her answer... NO.

I watched her run into the house; I just knew I would never see her again. "WHY DID I EVEN ASK?... I SCARED HER AWAY! I KNOW IT!... HOW COULD I BE SO STUPID?", I screamed at myself, banging my fist on the steering wheel as I drove.

When I arrived back at the hotel, all the guys were standing outside. Damn, I don't want to see them, I don't want to see anybody right now! I pushed passed them like they weren't even there, "WTF is wrong with him?", I heard as I stormed by.

I made it inside my room before I broke down. Slamming the door, I fell on the couch punching the back of it, "Why? Why? Why?".
I'm pissed at myself for asking, my hearts aching for the answer I got, I'm enraged because I know she's gone forever, and I'm depressed because I know I can't change it now.

After a few minutes, I heard knocking on the door, it was Jinxx, "Andy, are you alright man?".

"GO THE FUCK ON!", I screamed.

Louder, through the door came, "Andy, Let me in!"

"FUCK! LEAVE. ME. ALONE!", I seethed.

When I finally heard him walk away, I curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep.

I'm awakened by a knock on the door, in my groggy state I run to it thinking it was Amanda. I threw it open and my heart sank, it was only Ash, "Andy, it's time to get ready for the show".

"Alright, I'll meet ya over there."

"Are you okay?", he asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine.", I sighed as I closed the door on him. I checked my phone, hoping for a text from Amanda but there was none.

I drag my broken shell into the shower and just stood there; I get back out, dressed, then stared at myself in the mirror. "I look like shit! God damn I don't want to do this tonight.", I muttered to myself. But I have to, so I finish up and walk over to the arena.

I looked where she usually waits for me... nothing.
I looked around our tour bus... nothing.
The last place I can think of is our dressing room, I checked in there... and nothing.
"She's not coming.", I sighed as a single traitor of a tear escaped my eye.

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Listening to Love Hurts by Nazareth