Andrew Siwicki Imagines

Late night drive - 6

Written on June 6th, 2020.

*Y/n's pov*
3:45am my clock read. It was almost 4 in the morning and I can't sleep. This shit sucks. I have three meetings tomorrow afternoon and I can't fucking sleep. Kill me now.

You see. I've always had a problem with sleep. I've never been able to fall asleep easily. Clearly not a problem for my boyfriend, who is currently dead asleep beside me. If I wake up in the middle of the night, I can't fall back asleep. And if I don't sleep at all one night, I end up falling asleep at random times of the day, including in the middle of a very important meeting that I had just a few months ago with the CEO of YouTube. Yeah, I know, horrible. But the worst of all is that I'm dating someone who can just fall asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow every night. It's fucking crazy. And to add to my endeavour, I am THE lightest sleeper in the entire world. Andrew could literally get up to go to the bathroom and I am wide awake. I don't know who blessed me with this stupid shit, but whoever did, is getting a slap.

By the time I finished my "rant" inside my head, it was now 4am sharp, and I still can't sleep. I ended up getting up to go to the bathroom but then realized that I should just go in the on that's off the living room so I don't wake up Andrew but also so then I can get my shoes on in peace and go get coffee since there is absolutely no way that I am sleeping tonight. After I'm done in the bathroom i wash my hands and leave said bathroom very quietly of course, because once again, regardless of the fact that he is a heavy sleeper, once Andrew doesn't feel me in bed anymore, he's wide-a- fucking-wake. I quickly, but quietly grab my shoes and sit on the couch to tie them. And am about to grab my keys to leave when I feel arms snake around my waist and a muffled 'what are you doing up' from my boyfriend. I turn around in Andrew's embrace, and mumble back "I couldn't sleep". He slips away from the hug and grabs his shoes. Slips them on, and then grabs my car keys away from me and unlocks the front door and walks outside, with me trailing behind my clearly delirious tired boyfriend confused of his current actions. He locks the front door and leads me to my car, opening the passenger side door like a perfect gentleman, then closes it once I get in. And eventually gets to the drivers side, gets in, and closes the door.

Andrew starts the car and immediately Harry Styles comes on, since that's what I was last listening to (A/N: have you listened to Fine line? If you haven't, go listen to it. It's so good.) I then decided to ask him what the fuck he was doing since I was still a confused bitch. "Andrew?" "Yes baby" "what the fuck are you doing?" "Well, WE,-" he emphasizes the 'WE' part "are going on a late night drive" "why are you driving?" "Because I have the car keys-" he says and points to the keys in his hand "see?" "But you're literally on the verge of falling asleep baby. Why don't you let me drive?" "Because by the time we're back home, you're going to be asleep and won't be able to" "if anything YOU are going to be sleeping, Andrew" "nope" and with that, he starts the car, and we're off.

We drive around LA, looking around, talking about sweet nothings, because why not? We're at a red light and Andrew turns to me and says "you know, one day, very soon, I'm gonna ask you a very important question. And I need the answer to be yes" "Andrew you're tired." "Mhmm, but I know what I'm saying." " do you though?" "Yessssssssss I doooooo".

*Andrew's pov*
After a few minutes of silence, I look over to my right and see y/n fast asleep in my sweater, her head leaning on the window. She looked so peaceful and beautiful. By this time I was very awake, but fully aware that I could fall asleep as soon as my head hits my pillow. It's now around 5:30 and the sun is going to start coming up in about an hour and a half, so I decided to drive home. I took one hand off of the wheel and slid it into y/n's empty one that was resting on the dashboard. The drive home was silent (obviously) with Harry playing in the background as always. I pulled into the driveway and parked the car, and turned off the engine. I sat there and looked over at y/n and thought about how lucky I am to have her. She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my entire life. She's kind, considerate, and puts everyone's happiness and health before hers, which is what makes her such a good person. I sit there and admire her sleeping for a few minutes, missing her beautiful brown eyes (or whatever your eye colour is <3) behind her closed lids. I didn't wake her.

I eventually got out of the car and closed my door, then opened hers and carefully unbuckled her seatbelt and picked her up, then shut her door and brought her inside. I locked my car and then continued to lock the front door. Then brought her into the master bedroom and put her to bed. She was still dead asleep. Just as I had said earlier. I was sleeping shortly after I got into bed and put my head on my pillow. Continuing to think about her until I could finally see her face again when I woke up later that day.

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Heyyyy I wrote this at 4am. Just a fact here haha. Anyways, thanks for reading as always. Love you guys.

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