Roommates

Chapter 18 - How?

Skyler's POV:

After lunch, Andy and I decided that it would be best to keep our distance for the rest of the duration of the tour. I was left with so many thoughts, why would Andy want to propose, to me? He knew I had Bobby and I thought he knew I loved him.

what if Andy knew my secret, but I've never told anyone! Maybe he caught on. I know I laugh different around him and my cheeks go all puffy and red when I hear his voice. I don't know what it is about him, I just feel a different way then I used to. I hate this feeling but something about it was so addictive, I just wish I didn't have to choose between Bobby and Andy...

For the rest of tour, Andy and I sometimes gazed at each other from afar or grinned cheekily. I had spent less time watching the band playing on stage, and more time been dragged around by Bobby, browsing the merch stands and going to local attractions.

We still said good morning and good night but not in person, instead, we texted each other from our separate bunks; hoping not to get caught by my boyfriend. Even though Andy and I were so far away and we hardly ever talked, I still had this strange, primitive urge to kiss him, he was a drug.

Next day Bobby and I decided to wait for the show to be over before leaving to go sightseeing once again. I had gotten bored of walking around holding Bobby's sweaty hand and pretending to be interested in whatever he was saying, really I was daydreaming, mostly about Andy, maybe about what the band were playing, but mostly about Andy.

"Skyler, what is up with you and Andy, " Bobby glared at me, crossing his arms and raising one of his thick, brown eyebrows.

"I don't want to talk about it, " I shook my head and took a step back.

"Why not, why are we keeping secrets?" he growled moving closer towards me, I could feel his eyes pressing down on my fragile figure, I averted my gaze to a spec on the concrete floor.

"Robert I-" he put his hand up and closed his firey, crimson iris'.

"Yeah, I get it, it's fine, we are going home" Bobby scoffed walking past me, I stood in silence.

"No, " I whimpered, looking up to meet his intimidating glare.

"No? What do you mean, no?"

"You're going home." I shook my head and made my way back to the bus, after all, we hadn't even left the tour grounds.

"fine, I'll stay, but on only one condition" he knelt down on one knee, "you say yes..."

He lifted a ring box from behind his baggy white t-shirt and opened it. A ring sat in the slot, almost like it was mocking me.

My heart began to race and my head began to spin. I loved him, I've wanted this for the longest time and I was finally ready!

"yes! Yes, Bobby! Oh yes!" I squealed leaping into his arms. He laughed and kissed me on the lips. The ring was now on my finger and I was happy. The thought of Andrews reaction lingered in the back of my mind like a ghost.

I was engaged, in love and still thinking of Andy.