little nothings || a.b.

5.0

A few stressful days pass by of looking at potential houses to buy, and in a flash it's already Saturday, the day I've been dreading. Andy has been constantly being a cornhead about my 'big day,' but I don't really think much of it. My alarm goes off on my phone, and lazily, I hit the snooze button and pull the covers up to my cold shoulders. I've constantly complained about the abnormally cold temperature Andy sets the house at when he sleeps, but of course he's done nothing at all about it and probably never will. Speaking of the devil, he groans beside me and shuffles around, letting cold air attack me under the thick comforter. "Are you getting up?" He asks me, his voice thick as it always is in the morning. "In a bit." I murmur back sleepily. He begins to laugh randomly and doesn't stop. "What's the deal?" I snap at him. "My little girl is growing up today." He sings. I swat him, "Stop that. Come on, it's too early for this."

"She's a college graduate today." He continues singing while pulling my warm, half-asleep body closer to him. I laugh as I feel my face flush, "Okay! I'm getting up now. So much for my very well-deserved snooze." I attempt to get up but find myself locked in his grasp with no chance of an escape, "If you stay in bed for a bit, I'll make you a nice breakfast?" I quickly stop fighting to get up and turn to him, "Really? That doesn't seem like you at all. I may have to stay around." He hums in response. "Well," a big and idiotic smile paints its way across my lips, "get to work then." He smiles back at my playful demand. Gently, I brush his dark, messy morning hair away from his light eyes and look into them. "I could get used to this," He smirks. I roll my eyes with a laugh as he gets up and out of bed warm bed. The covers lift and cold air reaches my bare skin once again, making me shiver slightly.

"What do you want for breakfast, babe?" He questions, his tone unusually happy. I can say I'm enjoying it a lot more than I should be. "Pancakes or waffles are fine. I'd also like some strawberries as well if you have some fresh ones. That would be really nice."

"Some strawberries for the little strawberry."

I roll my eyes at his reference and cover my face with the comforted. After lightly chucking, I hear him head downstairs. Sitting up, I rub my tired eyes. Despite Andy being annoyingly cheeky, the more I think about it I begin to realize that he's right. Today is a big day. The thought of my mom coming to my graduation gives me a constant headache. What will she say? What will I say? We didn't exactly leave each other off on good terms. Actually, what if she doesn't show up? I don't really care either way as long as she doesn't upset me or offend Andy. Sometimes, I wish my mom could get along with him like all of the movies. It would be nice if she could sit next to him for the ceremony and not rip his hair out. I groan and throw my hands over my face. The last thing I want to do is walk in front of thousands of people and grab a diploma. In my luck, I'll probably trip or roll my ankle.

"Here." Andy's voice booms through my thoughtful silence, and I jump slightly. "I see those wheels turning." He looks at me suspiciously and I sigh. "I'm just thinking about what all is going to happen today." He nods as if he understands. I laugh quietly, "Are you alright? You're acting really weird." His perfect, sculpted face twists into confusion and some amusement, "Yes, I'm rather swell. How about yourself?" I pop a sweet strawberry into my mouth, "I'm fine, thank you very much."

We sit in silence for a bit until I finally finish my delicious breakfast. He breaks the ice, "Is your mom coming today?" I huff, "I'm not sure why you're asking because you probably don't want to see her anyways. I don't know if she's coming or not." He puts his hands up in defense, "Damn, I was just asking. Go back to your trash can, grouchy." I shake my head in annoyance and get up out of the bed to grab my clothes so that I can shower and be on time. "No smartass comment? I can't say I'm not surprised." He mutters. I throw my hands down and turn to him, "You know, this has been such a good morning so far. There's no reason for you to ruin it for me. Also, let's not get on bad terms for our car ride this afternoon."