If this is love//Andy Fowler//Road Trip

Part 3: Lost at the shop

"When the minutes turn to hours and the hours turn to days. When your voice it feels like breaking from the words you couldn't say." -Talk, Joey Devries

This story begins in Westfield's, on a shopping trip in preparation for some exciting things coming up in Road Trip's life and a family trip closing in on Gemma. Andy and the boys were buying some new outfits and other gear, while Gemma was looking for lots of travel stuff.
The boys had already been at Westfield's for an hour, and they were thinking about taking a break for some food, when looking across the long pathway, Andy spotted a girl, she looked about 20, who had her arms wrapped around herself, and looked frightened and lost.
The first thing Andy thought was that he had to go help her. She was just really vulnerable and he wanted to do something to help, so he crossed the corridor to her side.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked, putting a hand on her shoulder. She looked up from the floor into his eyes and nearly reeled back in shock. His eyes were just so intense, yet so beautiful.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" He asked kindly, as she struggled to find the words to describe her predicament.
"Yeah, um.." she stuttered, still reeling from such a terrible morning she had had. "I'm trying to find the Nandos here, my friends are supposed to be meeting me there, but I can't find them and they aren't answering their phones." She said, managing to keep the stutter from creeping into her voice as it always did when she was nervous.
"Well, I can point you in that direction." Andy said, trailing off, he wanted to say more but then he wasn't sure what to say. He'd never been good with words, only when he put them into a song but he managed to stumble out a request for her number, saying that she could call him if she ever needed help. Then he pointed her towards Nandos where her friends were waiting and returned to his.
"Who was that?" Rye asked and with shock Andy realised,
"I didn't even ask her name..." He whispered, his voice so quiet that only Rye and Jack heard.
But he stopped himself just in time, just before the regret seeped in and swamped him, crushing him like he'd always feared love would.