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Chapter Eight; Road Trips With Hamilton

Andie's POV 

Three Days later 

"You guys can't leave" I sobbed, hugging Johnson. "I know baby, but you girls are gonna go back to SJ and you're gonna work on the EP, okay?" He whispered, his fingers traced my back. "We're gonna be back before you know it...please don't skip school" His chin rested on my head. "I won't, I promise" I wiped my face. "It'll be okay, my love" He whispered. "Just remember when I get back it's camp Flog Gnaw" He smiled. "Okay...I love you" I kissed his chin. "I love you too" He smiled and I let go. I looked up at Gilinsky and he smiled at me, hugging me tight. "I'm gonna miss you, you little shit" I laughed "I'm gonna miss you too, you dickface" I giggled. We separated and Sammy reached his arms out for me. "Have fun at school" He snickered. "I will punch your nipple, Wilkinson" I said, making him laugh. We separted and I hugged Johnson one more time before they had to go. 

Me and the girls walked back to the car but of course there were fans outside. I didn't mind because we love them. "Andie, are you okay?" A little girl, about 12 asked me. "Yeah, I'm fine babygirl...how are you today" I squated down to her size. "Well...I'm sad" She says. "Why are you sad, babe?" I asked, resting my hands on her arms. "Because, my best friend, Alana is in the hospital today and she couldn't come and see you" She puts her head down. "Why is Alana in the hospital?" I scrunched my eyebrows. "Sh-She has lukemia" I started tearing I but I couldn't cry in front of her. "You know what? Alana's gonna be okay, baby...what's your name?" "Stacy" She says. "Well Stacy...things happen in the world and they're not always good things okay? Alana is gonna be fine...but...if something does happen...you gotta stay strong, okay? Because Alana's always gonna love you and be there for you." I hugged her because she started crying. "Let's make a little video for Alana alright?" She nodded and wiped her eyes. I pulled out my phone.

"Hey Alana...it's me, Andie and I'm here with your best friend, Stacy. Now, I need you to stay strong for me, babygirl, okay? Not just for me but for Stacy here. I love you okay? Be safe, be strong...I wish you could be here right now!" I finised the video and uploaded it to my personal YouTube under 'For the lovely Alana'. I hugged Stacy tightly again and we took pictures. I asked what hospital Alana's in. "Regional" She smiled before leaving. I wiped my face and continued meeting fans. "Alright guys...we gotta go" We gave everyone hugs and got back in the car, on our way to Nash and Cam's house. I was in the passanger's seat with my feet on the dash as we belted out song lyrics. My phone started ringing and I turned down the music. It was my mom.

"Hello?" I answered. "Hey babe" She answered, making me smile. I haven't spoken to her in forever, I love my mom, but she has many problems of her own. "Hi Mama!" I grinned. The girls looked at me and smiled. "How are you?" She asked. "I'm good, mama...I miss you and the rest" I said reffering to my brother and sisters. I had gotten taken away from my mom and put with my dad on my eleventh birthday. I had to live with my dad and my new brothers and sister instead of what I was used to. I have three half siblings on my mom's side and and four from my dad. I'm in the middle, so they fight over me endlessly so I moved out right when I turned eighteen. "We miss you too, baby...little burger has been talking about you non stop" I smiled and wiped my eyes. We call my little brother, Roland hamburger because when he had his first hamburger he freaked and wouldn't stop eating them. "How's Mariah?" I asked about my older sister. "She's okay, her and Michael are getting married soon...are you coming?" My sister got engaged a while ago to her fianće, Michael. "Of course, mama! What about Lily?" I asked about my little sister, Liliana. She was so mad at me when I left because she didn't understand what was going on. "She's good, a bit behind at school but...she's okay..." She says. "Make sure you watch her, mama....she's a beautiful 15 year old girl..." I said. I'm so protective of all of them. "I should be worrying about you" She laughed.