"Saviour Will Be There..." ((Andley Fanfic))

Chapter Thirty-Two

Andy's POV:

"Andy?"

Go away..

"Andy?"

I'm so tired..

"Andy!"

I groaned as my lashes fluttered open, my eyes meeting with a pair of deep brown ones. Gerard's eyes to be exact. I soon remember everything from last night so I don't question him about being in my bed.

"Yeah? What is it?" I said with a yawn.

"I..I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"Sorry? About what?"

"Last night...I didn't mean for you to find me.."

"Oh..hey, it's okay now. You're okay, and that's all that matters."

"Yeah..'okay' " he sighed, running his fingers through his greasy hair. He probably hadn't showered in a few days.

I sighed quietly and wrapped my arms around him loosely. He stiffened but soon relaxed and curled up beside me. I felt a little self conscious, considering we were pressed against each other so closely. Oddly enough Gerard didn't seem repulsed by me or the least uncomfortable. He just cuddled close to me and drew patterns on my chest with his fingers until there was a knock at the door.

"Andy? You awake?" The voice whispered, I recognized it as Frank's voice. Gerard clung to me and stared at the door.

"Who is that?" He whispered.

I sat up and peeled him off of me, it took a few attempts, but I soon pried his fingers from my arm.

"It's okay, it's just Frank," I shrugged, walking to the door. I couldn't open it from the inside, and was about to remind him of that, but the door swung open.

"What're you doing in your pajamas?" He asked, looking me up and down.

"Umm I was sleeping," I said, "why are you here?"

"Well you are leaving this morning..I thought I'd come see you now." He crossed his arms, walking into the bedroom. He stopped when seeing Gerard in my bed and stared at me strangely.

"Did you guys.." his eyes flickered from my bed and then to me again, "you know..?"

"No. We didn't." I rolled my eyes and grabbed my backpack from the floor. Gerard watched the two of us, mainly Frank.

"You're leaving? Why didn't you tell me...?" Gerard mumbled sadly.

"Didn't think you'd care," I said with a shrug as I pulled a pair of skinny jeans from my bag.

"You didn't?" He frowned, sitting up.

"No..do you?"

"Hell yeah I care!" He raised his voice, "y-you were just gonna leave m-me here a-and.." Gerard punched the bed angrily and stood up. He stomped over to his bed and tore the covers off for whatever reason and laid down.

"Gerard..I'm sorry. I just didn't think you'd ca-"

"Shut up!" He demanded, curling up at the end of his bed and pulling the cardboard like sheets over his body. Frank and I exchanged glances as I sighed quietly. This behaviour wasn't the least bit surprising so we just left him alone.

"So um.. what time are you leaving?" Frank finally asked, putting his hands in his pockets as he carefully watched Gerard from the corner of his eye.

"I'm not sure. I think doctor Anderson and I were supposed to have a final 'session' or something before I'm discharged, so probably after that."

Frank nodded, sitting on my bed.