Help Me, It Hurts

Feelings Part 2

"Have fun, love birds" I turned to give her a comeback when I ran into the door- literally.

"Ally! Are youalright? Oh, that's a stupid question, of course, you're not. Chelsea grab an ice pack! Let's sit over here, Pumpkin." Andrew guided me over to a nearby chair at an empty table. I once again avoided looking him in the eye. It was too embarrassing since I just ran into the door.

"Ally, look at me suga'. How bad does it hurt?" Andrew asked me, but I refused to look at him or answer him. The embarrassment closed up my throat and didn't allow for me to look in his general direction.

"Here we go, hon," Chelsea said as she handed Andrew an ice pack. I glanced up at her to see worry and amusement clear in her eyes. My eyes narrowed at her. I wanted to blame her but I couldn't, not since I was the one who didn't pay attention to where I was going.

Andrew gently placed the ice pack on my head. I went to go hold it but he wouldn't let go and it only resulted in me placing my hands on top of his. Sparks flew up my arm making me pause before slowly retreating my hand. It was then that I noticed the sparks running up and down my back, making me stiffen before calming me further. This was the first time that he's made physical contact with me- is it normal to feel gentle sparks running through my veins whenever he touches me? Of course not, Ally. That hasn't happened with anyone else.

My eyes were drawn to his that were currently examining my face. How come I didn't feel any fear with his touch? I was starting to get anxious over the fact that I wasn't anxious. Does that make sense? His eyes met mine and I quickly looked away.

"Pumpkin, perhaps you should head home early. I'll help out here for the rest of the afternoon after I drive you home." To be honest, it was tempting. I now had a raging headache that I don't think will go away anytime soon. How hard did I hit my head?

"Perhaps you should, Ally. You did hit your head pretty hard" Chelsea said with a small frown on her face. But then I won't get paid for my missed hours- it's not like I have PTO.

"I'll be fine once I get some food in my system and relax for a bit"

"Are you -" Andrew began to ask.

"I'm sure, Andy. Let's go grab some lunch" I said, antsy to get away from the diner that was filled with people looking at me in concern/amusement.

"Maybe we should stay-"

"No, I want to walk around," I replied as I stood up from my seat "please?" I added on the please once I realized how demanding I sounded. I heard him sigh as he stood up before he walked over to the door holding it open for me, like the gentleman he was.

"Take care of her, Andrew" Chelsea said before returning to her customers.

"Always" He replied and we headed out the diner. Per usual, it was a normal silence as we made our way to our usual spot. All we needed to do was sit down and they would bring out our usual-no questions asked. Andrew began to fidget in his seat, messing with his shirt collar, taking off his jacket before placing it back on. I frowned, feeling discomfort at the fact that's he's clearly uncomfortable.

"Andy, is something the matter?" His uneasiness quickly began to make me feel uneasy. Does he know something about Meghan? I know no one has seen much of her since our little showdown in the diner. Or perhaps something else has happened?

"Yes, well- no. I, uh, need your advice on something." I'm not sure what advice I could give but he's done a lot for me so the least I can do is try and help him.

"I'll give you the best I got" I replied.

"There's this beautiful woman that I've been friends with for some time now and I need your help thinking of how I could ask her out on a date" I couldn't breathe.

I'd be lying if I said that my heart grew with excitement and joy for him and this mysterious girl. Despite him deserving love, especially one that requires so much intimacy, I wish he wouldn't. It's not that I want him to only focus on me, it's simply that I don't want him to be focusing on someone else.

Oh Lord, how did this happen? How did I develop such a huge crush on Andrew? Now's the perfect time to take away these feelings, Lord. Please?