We walk down the street, all that's to be heard is the kicking and chipping of gravel underneath our feet. I hear Andy sigh which never is a good sign.
"Alex" he breaks the silence. "You have to tell me what's wrong". I should have known, if anyone is to see through my hidden emotions, it's Andy.
I look at his face, the expression on it is more serious then I've ever seen on him. But what am I supposed to say to him? I don't know how am I supposed to answer. The words playing through my mind are telling me the truth is not an option. By the time I've finally thought up a responce we're at the park. We don't stop walking though, we continue with a lap around the whole area.
"It's nothing... really" I lie. He gives me a look as if to say 'yeah right'.
"Shaun and Bradie may not be smart enough to realise, but you haven't been yourself these past few days. Speak up girly" he pokes my stomach, I give in.
"It's ridiculous" I start. He doesn't speak a word, he just waits for my explanation.
"You guys are always talking about how you're so excited for this tour and-" I begin explaining extremely quietly, I'm surprised he can even make out the words.
He cut's my sentence off here.
"We never say a word of how much we'll miss you?" he finishes my sentence perfectly, but it wasn't the answer I was going to speak. He's in fact opened my eyes to the real reason I'm upset about the situation. They haven't mentioned once that they'll miss me, not once. It breaks my heart because missing them has been my only concern.
Andy may come across as a joker, and someone who's not one bit serious, but to me Andy has and always will be the wise one. I've never met a boy who's mind is so open to the feelings of a girl. Maybe it's just me, and the time period we've been friends but there's not one time where he's been insensitive when I'm seriously upset or concerned about something.
I feel my breathing stutter, I hold back tears. I feel my throat swell and my hands become clammy and cold. We've reached a park bench, he takes a seat and looks at the emptiness beside him as a sign for me to take a seat. As embarrassed as I am I don't sit too close to him, I leave generous gap but of course he defeats the purpose and moves in closer to me. I look away from his face.
He takes my hand, gently, as if it's so fragile it'll break.
"Allleeeeeeeeex." he says, trying to get me to look at him. As he realises he's failed he takes his free hand and uses it to turn my head his way.
"Did you ever think that us talking about how fun tour is going to be is us just covering up the fact that we'll miss you?" his eyes widen convincingly.
The statement makes me want him to say more. I stay quiet.
"Yeah, you'll miss us. But not nearly half as much as we'll miss you. I'm sorry, that we haven't made that clear enough, but we're guys. We're jerks" he defends himself. I laugh as a sign of agreement. "I don't know how on earth you've led yourself to believe that we won't miss you, us three couldn't live without you" he winks now, adding some light to this conversation.
I laugh, I'm glad it was Andy who decided to swallow his pride and talk to me about it.
"I'll miss you so much" I assure him. He smiles, a smile so genuine. I smile back at him and he brushes a hand against my cheek.
"Now, let's not be emo kids crying on the park bench. Let's be emo kids crying on the swings" he jokes, I love his sense of humour. He let's go of my hand.
"I'll race you there" I challenge.
"You're so on"
We run to the swings, it's not a far run and we practically get there at the same time so we call it a tie. I swear I won but I agree to call it a tie as a gesture to defend his ego. We get on the swings that are side by side and swing in silence. Today is a much quieter day then any usual day with Andy, I guess we're just enjoying each others company. I feel the breeze through my hair, It relaxes me, being here with Andy relaxes me. We catch eyes a few time, he's a perfect looking guy. Well, in my eyes he is.
