if ↠ raura

twenty-six.

| laura's pov |

"andrew!" i drop my suitcase as i jump onto my long time best friend, "you're blonde now!" 

he chuckles and hugs me back, "i'm trying out new looks." 

"you look so good, god i missed you!" i grin, squeezing my arms around him. 

"i missed you too!" he smiles, "you must be jet legged, come on, let's start driving home" 

andrew throws my bags and suitcases into the back of his truck and i jump to the passengers seat. 

"so," i smirk, "how are you and lucy?" 

andrew's cheeks immediately flush, a shade of pink covers them as he tries to avoid showing me his smile.  "we're friends, laur." andrew tells me, "nothing more, nothing less."

i shake my head and chuckle, "that's not how it looks. i see your posts, andrew. i feel like you two are a bit more than just friends." 

"okay so maybe we've kissed once or twice and we've fallen asleep together." andrew admits, shrugging with a cheeky smile. "we've never talked about what we are though." 

i squeal, "you and lucy kissed!" 

he chuckles, "once or twice." 

"andrew you need to ask her out! you need to step up your game, i've never seen you this happy about a girl since--"

"katie" he answers, sadly. "i know." 

i place my hand on his shoulder, "how is she?" 

he shrugs at my question. "i don't talk to her anymore, i don't even follow her." 

"well andrew, i'm sure it wouldn't hurt anyone if you guys remained friends. she was your first love and i bet you were hers." i explain to him. 

he nods, "you're right. i'll have to figure everything out, with lucy and katie" 

"good" i tell him, resting my eyes. 

"so what about your love life laura? ross lynch might i ask?" andrew asks, sounding suspicious. 

"never met him" i tell him. 

"you talk to him." andrew snaps. 

"over dm" i defend myself. 

"is he hot?" andrew asks. 

"decent." i tell him. 

"would you smash or pash?" he asks, again. 

i roll my eyes and smirk, as i slap his shoulder, "keep driving you idiot."