Alexandria Anderson
I wince as I slowly sit up on the bed, I could feel my head throbbing in excruciating pain as I did so. I put a pillow on top of my lap and lean back against the headboard, hoping that the pain would go away. Later on, I hear someone comes into the room and closes the door.
“Hey, how are you feeling?” a familiar voice asks.
“I feel terrible.” I reply as I glance at Andy, before putting my head back on my hands.
He chuckles, “I was expecting you’d have a hangover, well I brought you breakfast and painkillers, don’t forget to drink it after you eat your food.”
I huff and look at him with a straight face.
“You know, you talk like my Mom.” I mutter.
“We just care about you, Alexa.” he puts the tray down in front of me.
He readies the food for me, before putting it closer to me so I wouldn’t have to move.
“Thank you.” I say, smiling a little.
“You’re welcome.” he smiles back and sits down on the edge of the bed. “You know what, you were so drunk yesterday.”
“Was I?” I furrow my eyebrows as I look at him.
“Yeah, bet you have no idea how you got home yesterday.” he chuckles.
I let out a laugh, “I honestly don’t, yesterday was an utter blur.”
“Well, you passed out while we were walking you home so Rye had to carry you.” he replies.
“Oh, my God.” I look down in embarrassment.
He laughs, “You’d probably be more embarrassed if you know what you did yesterday.”
“Why, what did I do?” I ask, suddenly feeling anxious.
He pulls his phone out and taps a couple things on his screen, before handing it to me. I play it and it’s a video of me and Rye – I was squeezing his cheeks with one hand whilst we were walking, then I watch myself hiccup and giggle afterwards, then I start to poke Rye’s cheeks whilst saying something. I even saw his arm around my waist; probably because I kept on swaying from side to side as we walk. I squint a little, as I try to figure out what I was saying.
“W–what was I saying?” I stutter out, glancing at Andy.
“You kept on saying how beautiful he is and you were asking him if he is still mad at you.” he says.
Pausing the video, I look at him questioningly and he nods whilst laughing.
“What did Rye say?” I ask.
“Nothing much, he just kept on saying that he isn’t mad at you but being the drunk you are, you still kept on saying that.” he replies.
I sigh and shake my head, though it was a relief that I didn’t say anything more embarrassing than that.
“However,” Andy says, making me nervous. “that wasn’t everything you said.”
“W–what else did I say?” I ask nervously.
A smile tugs at the corners of his lips before answering, “You kept on asking if he still likes you.” when he said that, my cheeks turn into a tinge of light pink in embarrassment.
“You’re joking.” I look at him deadpan.
“Nope, I am serious.” he replies casually, his smile unfaltering.
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Petit Monde (Rye Beaumont)
Fanfiction"Who would've thought that after that playful fate, we would still find our way back to each other in this small world?" Alexandria Anderson have spent her life moving from one place to another. It began when her Dad died when she was six years o...
