Admitting Was Never Part Of Our Vocabulary

Chapter 16 - youre mine.

You're mine.

What on earth did he mean by that.

It's 11:00am. I'm tired but it's Saturday tomorrow so at least I get a lie in. I'm in a state of not know what to do.

I'm still slightly tipsy. Tonight had mostly been a blur, from the drinking to the slured words from Andy. I couldn't sleep.

I push my cushioned blankets off of me. The heat was suffocating me.
I push myself up and face my window.

I feel unnecessarily emotional.
My eyes well up and I have no idea how to control my emotions or why I'm feeling this way.

I look up to see Andys light on. Again.

I grab my phone from my coat pocket witch was sprawled across my floor.

I open up my messages contemplating weather or not to message Andy. My thumb strokes up and down the screen, as I'm refreshing my phone bleeps louder than usual and makes me jump.

Andy - get som slepp

Clearly he hasn't sobered up entirely.

Alex - I can't sleep.

Andy - how come?

Alex - I just have a lot on my mind I guess.

Andy - wanna talk?

Alex - no don't be silly, you should get some rest.

Andy - I'm not sillu

He's silly.

I hadn't had a reply in a couple of minuets so I presume he'd fallen asleep.

Until suddenly I heard my door creak open.

Andy.

He had both hands over his eyes.

"Sh. You can't see me" he whispers whilst stumbling into my room.

It made me giggle. Uncontrollably like a child.

I place my hand over my mouth.

"I know how to make you blush" he says winking.

He runs towards my bed and falls down next to where I'm sitting. Falling close. Extremely close.

"Sorry" he says backing up on the bed.

"Don't be." I whisper under my breath.

"Okay" he says smiling.
"So uh, are you okay" he says in a vey loud voice. Clearing his throat after.

"Shh you'll wake my nana" I say pressing my hand up against his face.

He looks down at my hand and then up and into my eyes.

"Have you been crying" he says and his expression instantly drops.

"Did I make you cry. Who made you cry" he says adamant.

"No no one, I was just emotional"
I reply.

"Oh." He says looking at the floor.

He gradually brings his eyes up into the bed where we were both sitting.
His eyes travel towards my hand that was pressed against the bed.

He lightly brings his hand up and places my forefinger between his thumb and finger. Rubbing it gently. It was somewhat comforting.

"Uh Andy."  I say uncertainly.
"Yeah?" He questions whilst looking up towards me.

"Do you uh. Remember what you said?" I question.

"When?"

"At the party. Before we left." I add.