Hope. ~Andy Glass~

Fade Away.

3 years since I've graduate. 1 year since I became a tattoo artist. 3 years since I've seen or talked to Andy. Pretty much right after graduation, he left without saying goodbye to be in a band. I don't know the band's name, and I don't know where Andy is. But I do know how upset I was, hell still am. He could have atleast said goodbye. Or told me his plans. But nope, none of that. Just an empty room and his mom telling me how he left to be in a band. I was furious, and heartbroken. But, I got over it. And now, he's just a faded memory. I wish he at least came home once and a while. But he never has.

I met new people, and I even got a job as a tattoo artist, like I always wanted to be when I was a kid. I've dated a few people, but no one can compare to Andy. Even if we weren't dating, I loved him. A lot. And trying to compare every guy I date to him just wasn't working. No one made me feel how Andy did. 

"Hey, Tay, you're 1 o'clock is here." my boss, Jason, says to me. "Send them back." I call as I clean the area. I soon hear footsteps nearing and I finish what I was doing.

"Taylor?!" the man asks, pulling me in to a tight hug. I stay limp, not hugging him back. He pulls away after a while with the biggest smile on his face. "I came back. For you." he says, grinning like a child. I have tears brimming my eyes, begging to come out. This can't be happening. I hate him. He left me! Why is he here?! Why.. "Go away, Andy." I say, not being able to look him in the eye. I see his face drop and confusion wash over his features. "Tay...I came back. For YOU. I...I love you, Tay-berry." he says, whispering the last part. I look at him. Really look at him. He's grown up. He even has a few tattoos. His hair is still disheveled as it always was, and his smell is hypnotizing. "You left me, Andy. Without saying goodbye." I say, tears finally streaming down my face. He pulls me in to a tight hug and I don't hesitate before wrapping my arms around his torso, pulling him to me as if he's going to be taken away once again. "I didn't want to hurt you. Goodbye was too hard. I was going to, but I couldn't do it. I never stopped thinking about you. I wanted to come back for you so many times. I was supposed to come by and suprise you later, I had a whole thing planned. Come to lunch with me and I'll explain everything." he says pleadingly, looking me in the eye. I sigh and get lost in his eyes, melting before him as I've done so many times before. "Okay. Let me tell my boss, then we can go and then we can come back and get your tattoo done." I say, giving him a small smile.

I quickly inform Jason and he lets me go, just as long as I end up tattooing him afterwards. Lunch is going to be long..