Home Sweet Home

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Tour was amazing. Andy didn't leave my side, unless he was on stage. He introduced me to the army, on stage this time. They already knew me form Twitter and Instagram.

"Finally! Home!" I yelled opening the door.

"Ali-gator!" Claire yelled.

"Claire-bear!" I yelled back tackling her in the living room floor.

"How was tour?"

"It rocked!" I exclaimed.

"Good!" She said. "Seth needs to talk to you."

"Okay."

I walked into Seth's office and knocked on the open door.

"Come on in, Ali." Seth looked up smiling.

"Claire said you needed to speak with me?"

"Ah yes. You need to find yourself a band."

"Oh my god! Thank you so much!" I exclaimed.

"You're welcome." Seth smiled.

"Andy!" I ran out to the living room.

"What?" He looked worried.

"I'm sorry... I-I need to get a band." I fake cried.

"What's wrong with that?" Andy hugged me.

"Got cha!" I laughed.

"Wow." Andy said. "Real mature."

"I know right!"

"Claire!" I called.

"Ali!" She came running in.

"Do you still play bass?"

"Yes."

"Will you be in my band?"

"Omg! You got a band?"

"Yesh!"

"I will be in your band!"

"Amaze-balls!"

Andy watched our exchange with wide eyes. He stepped away from us and I burst into a fit of laughter, followed by Claire, and Seth. I could here him from the other side of the house.

"Andy, are you scared?" I teased.

"No. You guys are just strange." He smirked.

"What's wrong with being strange?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"Good." I kissed him.

"Get a fucking room!" Claire yelled.

"We have... many times." I said.

"Gross!" She yelled. "TMI!"

Andy deepened the kiss and Claire ran away. I pulled away and laughed.

"I'm gonna take a shower." I started walking up the stairs.

Andy followed me and I rolled my eyes. I turned to stop him at my door.

"No, a friend is paying a visit." I hoped that he didn't need anymore details.

"Who?" He tilted his head.

"They come around every month." I sighed.

"Oh. I'll go get you junk food." He ran down and our the door.

I laughed and went to take my amazing hot shower. I didn't stop until the water was cold.

I dried off and put on a pair of sweat pants and a tank top. I put my wet hair into a bun and walked into the living room.

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