I Really Do Care-Roadtrip (Andy Fowler)

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Roadtrip in the very top and Harvey here ^^^

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Roadtrip in the very top and Harvey here ^^^

-Alexa's POV-

"Good morning daughter." My step dad says. I chuckle.

"Hey dad." I say. Hey names Alexa Reyes.

My father passed away when I was 4 years old, he was in the army. About 2 years later when I was 6 my mom met my step dad Robert. Robert has a son named Andy Fowler. He is adopted honestly, but Robert doesn't see it that way. He's actually like 5 years older than me. I'm currently 17 and Andy is 22. 

Andy usually spent time living with his band Roadtrip. He only comes home on occasion for like holidays and stuff, but he never really liked me much. Robert has been my father figure since I was little, so he's dad to me. 

Andy used to buy me gifts for holiday only because he was obligated to do so, not because he wanted to. It's actually currently the day where Andy comes home from Slough. He's bringing his band members with him to stay with us though. 

I never actually got to meet them, but my parents have. I'm kind of excited but I'm also a little nervous too. My boyfriend of 2 years, Harvey is also coming to spend the holiday with us. Andy doesn't know about Harvey but it doesn't matter. Not like my brother likes me anyways. 

I will always look up to him as a role model but never will he look at me as his family. He loves my mom though, just not me and I guess that's alright.

I decide to get up and quickly take a shower then do my makeup and get prepared for our guests. I choose a black dress with black and white heels. I straighten my hair then head downstairs. I haven't seen Harvey for about 4 months because he has actually been on tour because he is a musician like Andy. 

I'm actually really excited. I hear male voices in the kitchen so I decide to go see who all has arrived. I see 6 bags by the front door so that means they all arrived already. I take a deep breath and step into the kitchen drawing the attention to me. 

"Oh you look ravishing darling." Dad says.

"Thanks dad. Hey Andy." I say. He waves to me. Typical Fowler.

"Babygirl?!" I hear Harvey say. I turn around and see my perfect boyfriend standing there with a bouquet of flowers. 

"Harvey!" I say running to him and jumping into his arms kissing him. "You're finally home."

"Of course. Couldn't miss Christmas with my girl for the world." 

"Wait, so you're my sisters boyfriend? You best not hurt her because I will hurt you ten times worse." Andy says. My eyes widen as well as Harvey's. He knows the whole situation between Andy and I. I turn around to see my mom and dad both shocked as well.

"Wow, you're gonna call me sister now?"

"You've always been." I scoff.

"You're just putting on a show for your buddies." I say rolling my eyes.

"Alexa Jane!" My mom says.

"What mom? You know it's the truth. Andy has always hated me. He never wanted to be around me ever. He only buys gifts for me because he's obligated. He has never been "big brother" to me before, so why now when he brings guests? You know I'm right. Don't let him fool you boys, he's not the big brother he claims to be. He hates me. He hated me when our parents met, and he hates me now." I say walking out of the kitchen to my room.

I sit on my day bed looking out the window. Tears fall down my face as I remember the situation. Andy has never loved me like a sister. I'm nothing to him, but some kid who exists. He can't just come here with friends and put on some fake ass show.

I don't truly matter to him. I am soon brought out of my thoughts by a knock on the door. 

"Come in." I say hoarsely. My door opens revealing 4 boys that came here with Andy. 

"Hey love. Could we maybe talk to you?" Another blonde boy asks. I decide to hear them out for whatever fucking reason. 

"Sure. Close my door though."

"First, my name is Brooklyn Gibson, that's Rye Beaumont, Jack Duff and Mikey Cobban. We are Andy's band mates. We are actually here to talk to you on his behalf." The blonde says.

"Go on." I say.

"When Andy moved in with us, he told us everything. His whole life story and the way he used to treat you. Every time he saw you post something on social media, he broke into tears knowing that he would never truly be apart of that because he thinks you hate him. He told us that he felt so bad about the way he treats you, that he came home to mend things. Andy does care about you and he follows your life from afar because he wants to be apart of it somehow. He regrets the way he was towards you and he truly does care. He loves you, you're his little sister. So maybe you should go talk to him and talk through your differences. It might be a big help and big step, for the both of you." Jack says. 

"I mean I could try I suppose." I say getting up. They follow me downstairs to the kitchen where Harvey, Andy and my parents sit. 

"Andy may I speak with you?" I ask.

"Of course." He says getting up and following me to my room.

"What's up?" He asks as he closes my door. 

"I'm sorry for being rude. The boys told me about what you told them. They said they knew that you used to treat me badly, and all of that stuff. They also told me that you wanted to mend things because you never hated me." I say.

"Peacemakers they are. But yeah they were telling you the truth. I really do care about you Alexa. You're my little sister and you mean the world to me. I love you so much sis, and I want to fix things before it's too late."

"You're forgiven." I say.

"Good. Now lets pretend that the talk didn't work then hug it out." Andy says. I nod and smile as we pretend to keep fighting.

I walk down the stairs pretending to be pissed still. "Oh whatever Andy, I'm done with you putting on a show for people who will only leave you in the end, and I your sister will be here forever. I love you big brother, and I wish that you loved me as your sibling too."

We then begin to laugh and hug each other. We tell the family that we made up and with that holiday went well. 

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