It's what you do to me

~Chapter 4~

•Andy's POV•

    I spent my time unwisely. I pondered about the "Brendon" thing. It's no big deal, I reassured myself. Another ding came from my phone. It was Brendon messaging me. I made a confused face even though no one was around to see it. Hmm... why is he messaging me? No one leaked my number... photoshopped nudes? No. What could it be? I opened the message, and saw this... -Andy, I know you don't know me that well, but I saw you followed me, and you look like someone very important. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out...- Damn. He came out strong. I don't even know him! Nor barely know what he looks like... (cough) besides attractive. (cough)

    I finally made a decision. I said yes. We were going to hang out at the Café in Town. Tonight. TONIGHT! I can't even believe I said yes. Oh God was I nervous. My palms were sweating. So was everywhere else. I started giving myself a million questions. What if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm weird and NEVER wants to hang out with me again? I stiffened my shoulders. "Man up, Andy." I told myself. You must be very confused. Your thinking "Andy has many friends! He's famous! Why is he having such a tough time?" Well, you are correct. I am famous, I do have friends. You just don't understand what kind of friends they are.

    My few friends don't understand me. Their lives are perfect. No emotional trauma, no heartbreaks, absolutely nothing. At all. But me, it's totally different. I've experienced all those things. Many times. It's hard for me to trust anyone anymore. I just really hope Brendon isn't the way the rest of my friends are. Judging by his songs, he's experienced many things, quite a few times. To me, he seems like someone I can trust. I could be wrong. Maybe. Maybe not.

    I haven't made a new friend in a while, in fact, I barely even talk to the current ones I have.