Sugar, We're Going Down (A Titanic Retelling)

Chapter 10

Andy's POV

I smiled and nodded when it was appropriate and laughed when the others laughed.

I hated meeting with those rich people.

"Andrew, are you going to inherit your father's fortune later in life?" Some woman asked me. Suddenly everyone was watching me in anticipation.

"Well I sure hope so. Who better to run Hurley Consolidated than a Hurley." I answered. This brought laughter from everyone and I faked a smile. I wished I could be with (Y/N) right about now. She would make this way more entertaining.

"Andrew, Colonel Astor just asked you a question." Mary Margaret said nudging me out of my thoughts.

"Terribly sorry Colonel. Could you please repeat the question?" I asked.

"That girl you were with today, who is her lineage?" Colonel Astor inquired. I felt my face flush and my tongue become tied. What do I call her? My friend? But what to I saw about her family. If anyone finds out (Y/N)'s a stowaway, she'll be locked up.

"Well Colonel, Mr. Hurley permitted me to bring along one of Andrew's friends from England. That is her. Her lineage is a bit lost to us." Mary Margaret lied smoothly. I smiled at her gratefully.

"How nice of the old bastard. Never would've thought he had a heart." Colonel Astor laughed. I chuckled and took a sip of my water. My eyes flickered to the clock. Already after 1 am? I wondered what (Y/N) was up to.

(Y/N)'s POV

I giggled as Brendon spun me in a circle.

"You're a natural at this!" He said over the noise of the crowd. I turned to Pete was standing in the corner like an old fart.

"Hear that! I'm a natural!" I boasted before being swept away. Everyone in third class was surprisingly nice to us and treated us as if we were family. Joe was talking to some girls over by the band, Patrick was dancing with some girl, and, as usual, Pete was being the downer. I excused myself from Brendon and skipped over to Pete.

"What's up?" He asked.

"Dance with me." I demanded.

"(Y/N), no." I squinted my eyes and took Pete's hands in mine.

"You need to loosen up and live a little." I instructed.

"Well, what I'm just waiting for the right partner." He sighed, his gaze moving over to Patrick who was awkwardly trying to dance.

"You can keep waiting while I warm you up for them." I winked. I pulled Pete into the crowd of bodies and started to rock to the sound of clapping.

"Come on Pete. I know you're not this uptight." I giggled. Pete rolled his eyes playfully and started to follow me. A line was started and we were pulled into it. Pete grabbed Patrick's hand and pulled him in. In turn, Patrick grabbed Joe from talking with the girls and laughed. We all laughed as we followed the train of people. When the train broke up, I took a seat.

"Woo! I've never had this much fun in my life." I giggled.

"I agree with you there. But it's a little late don't you think." Pete yawned. I sighed but realized he did have a point. I myself was growing tired.

"Alright, I guess we can head back to our cabin." Joe sighed in defeat. As we all started to leave, Brendon ran over to us.

"Where ya guys goin? Ya not havin a good time or somethin?" He asked.

"It was fun Bren, but we're beat. Any idea when there's gonna be another one of these?" Joe replied.

"Tomorrow or rather later tonight. You guys should definitely come."

"Sounds good. See ya later man." Brendon smiled and left closing the door to the lower deck.

"My feet are killing me!" I complained.

"Mine too." Patrick whined. Joe and Pete shared a look and before I knew it, I was being carried by Joe and Patrick was being carried by Pete.

"Maybe next time you two will take it easy with all the dancing." Pete said looking at Patrick. Patrick's face got red as he began to stutter, lost for words. I smiled at the two of them and secured my arms around Joe's neck.

"Next time Pete, next time." I promised, slowly drifting off to sleep.