Califournia Love

Why?!

***Andy's POV***

I set my shopping bags down on the hotel floor and take my shoes off. I don't think I have walked that much in a long time and my feet are killing me. I sit on Jesse's bed and wait for him to come up. He got a phone call right when we parked the car in the hotel parking garage and he told me just to go ahead. I didn't get a chance to see who it was that was calling him but I assume that its Mikey or somebody.

I glance over at the clock on the bedside table and it says that its 7 pm. I am so exhausted. I never realized how much of a shopper Jesse was. He took me to all of the stores that I would never consider going into if I was on my own. I could barely afford a water bottle! Whenever Jesse saw me look at something, he didn't even say a word he just grabbed it off of the shelf and gave it to an employee to put up by the chash register. It was honestly the most amazing thing. I was in awe of that boy.

The hotel room door swings open and Jesse sets down his bags next to mine and sits right next to me placing his hand on my inner thigh. Whenever he does that, it makes me feel all tingly inside.

"Hey." He says in an exhausted voice without making eye contact.

"Hey" I repeat in the same tone.

"Are you hungry?" He asks still not making eye contact.

"A little. But I don't feel like going anywhere. We could order room service or something if you want."

He stands up and shifts through a drawer looking for a menu. He sits back over with me and holds it up to where we both can see it.

"Pick whatever you want. I think I'm just gonna have the bread bowl soup and home style chips." He says grabbing the hotel phone while I glance over the menu. Jesse says what he wants to the room service people and looks at me.

"Chicken parmesan sand which." I tell him and he repeats my order.

"Oh can you also add 2 slices of cake to that?" Jesse asks the people on the phone.

I look up at him and he shrugs in kind of a "why not?" way and he hangs up the phone. He sits back down next to me.

"It will be about an hour." He says.

"Okay." is all I say and let my body fall back to the bed and he remains sitting up.

"Jesse, what's wrong?" I ask him. He seems different than he was when we went shopping.

"What? Nothing. I'm fine!" He looks at me. I sit back up and put my hand on his lower back.

"Are you sure?" I say in a soft voice. He looks at me again with a slight smile.

"Positive." He laughs. Something tells me that something is on his mind but I don't want to force it out of him. If he wanted to tell me, he probably would have.

I kiss his jawline and he softly grabs my face and pulls my lips to his. He kisses me slowly and softly. Soon, we are laying on the bed just kissing each other. He starts to bite my lower lip, then licks it. I start to kiss his face in return. This is nice. Its not very intense, its warm and quiet. Nothing that I have ever experienced. He grabs my face again and kisses my lips one more time and sits up. I sit up after him.

"Okay. Something is wrong and I know it. You aren't that great of a liar either!" I say to him and wait for a response. He looks at me for about a minute just studying me.

"I'm just stressed, that's all."

"About what?"

"Everything."

"You don't have to tell me in detail."

"Well, I don't know. My body just feels really heavy all of the time and I have been getting headaches a lot. I don't have one now but just wait."

"I get like that all of the time. I don't even know why, half of the time!"

"Same." He looks at me.

"Do you want me to get you something? Water, medicine, a back massage?" I ask him. He laughs a little. I love seeing him smile.

"I will take you up on that later. I just wanna eat and watch TV right now..."

"Sounds good to me." I kiss him on the ear and sit back against the pillows. He gets up to go to the bathroom and there is a knock at the door.

"Room service!" A voice calls out.

I hop up and open the door and a younger man is standing there with a cart full of food.

"Thank you!" I smile at him as I take the trays.

He smiles back and wheels the cart back over to the elevator.

I shut the door and Jesse takes the trays from me and lays them out across his bed.

"Let's eat!" He laughs as he grabs a spoon for his soup.

For the next 20 minutes we sit there in silence eating and watching Catfish.

"Hey, Andy?" Jesse says in a tired voice.

"Yeah?" I look over at him. He sits there staring at his plate.

"Nevermind" he places his tray on the floor and leans back on the pillow. I do the same with my tray and I get up go move to my own bed.

"You don't have to move to that bed. Well, if you want to that's fine." He grabs my hand and pulls me back next to him.

"I think I will take that massage now." He whispers as he pulls off his shirt revealing all of his tattoos.

"Wow. Your tattoos are so amazing. I always wanted one but I'm scared of the pain." I trace my finger around one tattoo on his arm.

"Well, we will go tomorrow!" He plops down on his stomach.

"Wait. What?" I ask him in surprise.

He just laughs a little and says

"I think there is lotion in the bathroom. Make sure you get deep in the shoulder blade section." I roll my eyes and get up to get the lotion.

He has a smug look on his face. "Thanks I will return this favor later." He says.

As I come back into the room, he picks his head up.

"Hey have you talked to Zach? Wait. What's the deal with you two? You seem to kind of hate each other."

"Oh. No. Nothing. I don't hate him and he seems fine with me. But anyways..." I try to think of another topic to talk about as I put the lavender scented body lotion on my hands.

Why did he have to bring up Zach?