The Boy In The Photograph

// five //

I can't fall asleep. Everything that has happened today has just been too crazy! How in the world did that picture get in my pocket?! Yeah, it was a picture of Andy. I know that it was him because it had his name written on the back of it.

"Hey Oli?" I whisper and he moans. "Nevermind." I was going to tell him about Andy and his family, but he won't believe me anyways so I decided not to.

I waited a few minutes so Oli could fall back asleep and went downstairs to Kellin's room. He'll listen to me.

I walked down the stairs and into the hallway. I passed the basement door as quietly as possible but stopped when it creaked open by itself.

The cool breeze came out of the basement and chills went down my spine. Why is this happening?!

I slowly turn my head to the open basement and freeze. I see somene standing near the bottom of the stairs staring up at me. It's Andy!

He motions for me to go down to the basement with him, and for some unimaginable reason, I start to go down there.

As I get to the bottom, I see him standing on the opposite side of the room, again just staring at me. He starts to walk around the room, like he's pacing. He runs a hand through his hair.

"Don't be scared, ok? I won't hurt you. I'm just as scared as you are, its been a while since anyone has lived here." He says and my eyes grow huge at the sound of his voice. His voice was extremely deep, it really tied the whole being extremely handsome thing together.

"Are you Andy?" I ask timidly and he smiles and nods.

"Ah, so you found the picture I see?"

"Yeah, umm, just exactly how did you do that?" I ask and he sticks his hand in his pockets.

"Well, I sort of went into your dream." He says and my jaw drops.

"What? Are you like Freddie Kruger or something?" I say and he scrunches his eyebrows, confused. "Oh right, you weren't alive when those movies and stuff came out."

"I hope you aren't scared, I just didn't know how else to contact you without you freaking out."

"Well, actually that what one of the creepiest things that has ever happened to me." I say and he frowns.

"Well, I assure you, that wasn't my intention."

I hear someone upstairs. "Peyton?! Are you down there?" It's Oliver.

I look over at Andy but he disappeared. "Yes, Oli. It's me." I say and quickly come up the stairs.

"Peyton, what the heck were you doing down there?!" He says and hugs me. "You had me worried to bits! I reached for you in bed and you weren't there and then I came down here and the basement door was open and I thought someone had taken you down there to murder you or something." He says and kisses my head. "Please don't do that again, ok?"

I just stand there and let him hold me, now the shock of seeing a ghost is setting in. He takes me over to the couch and we lay down on it, completely intertwined. He pulls the blanket off the back of the couch and lays it over us.

But I still can't fall asleep.