Addicted To You // Andy Fowler (Complete)

Seven

🌸Lilac🌸

Tuesday

Today I don't have to go to work until 4pm, so I didn't have an alarm set. But I did have an Andy Fowler and a Rye Beaumont.

"GET UP!" Rye screamed in my ear.

I groaned and rolled over. Then I felt something hard jump on me and I heard Andy's laugh.

I looked down and saw Andy on me. Andy flipped me over so I was on my back and put his face in my face.

"Andy, I swear to fucking god, if you you don't get off of me, I'm going to kill you." I threatened. Then I noticed that I didn't stutter.

Andy had a huge grin on his face. "You didn't stutter."

"Yeah, I know. Now get off." I said.

He laughed and rolled off of me. He laid down beside me and stared at me.

"Okay love birds! We're going to leave now!" Rye said.

I gave him the finger and I heard all the boys laughing.

"Well then." Mikey said.

"You're not so innocent, now." Brooklyn said.

I looked at Brooklyn over my shoulder and gave him an innocent smile.

Andy snorted. I looked at him again and saw him rolling his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me!" I exclaimed.

"I'm sorry princess." Andy said sarcastically and rolled his eyes again.

I pouted and crossed my arms. I rolled over so I was looking at the boys. I got up and hugged Rye. I fake cried into his shoulder.

"Andy's so mean!" I cried.

Rye patted my back. "Awww! Andy why are you so mean?"

"Excuse me?" Andy shouted in a high voice.

I turned to look at Andy while I still had my arms around Rye's neck and Rye had his arms around my waist.

"I like Rye now because you're a jerk." I said.

Andy glared at Rye. Wait...what's going on right now? Why is Andy glaring at Rye?

Then Andy looked at me with sadness and hurt in his eyes. He got off my bed and stormed out of my room.

"What was that all about?" Mikey asked.

"I don't know." I replied.

I let go of Rye and went to go find Andy. I found him in my parent's old room...

I didn't want to go in there, but I wanted to talk to Andy.

I took a deep breath and walked in there. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and he had his head in his hands.

"Andy?"

He didn't look at me. He didn't even move. I sat down next to him and placed my hand on his shoulder, but he just shrugged it off.

"Andy, you know that was a joke, right?" I asked.

He finally looked up at me and I saw that his eyes were full of tears. My heart broke at the sight.

I placed my hand on his forearm and he didn't move it away this time.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Andy looked down and shook his head. "You wouldn't understand."

"Make me understand, then." I said.

"Can we just forget about it please?" He asked softly, looking up into my eyes.