Andrew Siwicki Imagines

He's Drunk Pt 2 - 55

Written on September 1st, 2020.

*Y/n's pov*
I got to Shane's, got out of my car and walked into the house. "Hey y/n- wheres Andrew?" "Busy being a drunk asshole at his apartment" I sighed and sat down on the couch. "Why does he make this so difficult?" "I have no idea. He isn't like that normally." I sighed again. "Do you want me to get Ryland? I feel like he'd be better to talk to about this." "No. I need a hug though" he smiled and sat down beside me, then hugged me. "I'm sorry Andrew's being an ass." "It's okay. I'm sure that he'll be fine when he's sober." We broke apart from
The hug and I leaned back on the couch and sighed, rubbing my head with my thumb and index finger trying to numb the oncoming migraine that I feel. "God he's a pain in my ass" Shane laughed. "I mean he's cute so shouldn't that balance it out?" "Oh he's fucking hot. And a sweetheart, but he's a pain in my fucking ass" Ryland came into the living room. "Miss us already?" "HA. I mean yes. But Andrew's being a pain in my ass so I left." "Ah. Making you want to stab yourself in the head?" I nodded. "He may be cute but I swear sometimes I want to slap him." We all laughed. We heard a car pull into the driveway and a buzz coming from the gate buzzer, Ryland opened it when he saw it was an Uber. He sat back down beside me. Shane grabbed the remote and turned on friends after grabbing his diet root beer off of the coffee table, he settled back on the couch and started sipping the cold drink. I was still massaging my temples. "Hey Ry?" "Yeah?" "Do you have Advil?" "Yeah in the cabinet by Shane's pills" "thank you" I got up off the couch and stepped over Honey laying on the floor, Cheeto followed me to the kitchen. I opened the cabinet and grabbed the Advil, taking two pills out and swallowing them with water. I put the bottle back and turned around to walk back into the living room, but was met with a person standing right behind me. Andrew. I looked up at him. "What." "You left" "I know I did." "Why?" "You're being a pain in my ass" he pouted. "I'm sorry" "let me through" he moved and I walked towards the room that he stays in at Shane's, he followed. I walked into the room and laid down on the bed, then set my phone on the bed side table and rolled over. "Will I be a burden if I lay down with you?" I shook my head. "No" he walked over to his normal side of the bed (being the left side) and got in.

I moved closer to him and he put his arms around me. "I'm sorry for making you mad." I looked up at him and kissed his neck. "You didn't make me mad, you're just a pain in my ass sometimes." "I shouldn't have gotten drunk mid-day. I'm an idiot" I hugged his waist. "You're my idiot though Andy" he smiled and pulled me closer "should we go home? I feel like we're invading Shane and Ryland?" "I'm here almost every day, y/n, I'm sure we're fine." I nodded and put my head on his chest. "I'm sorry I got drunk after having a shot. I acted like a dumbass towards you for no reason. I love you and I shouldn't be doing that." "Andrew. You're not always going to be perfect. Not always sober either, the stress of getting off of working for the last 5 months came in at that time so I understand why you did so. Obviously you were a pain in my ass, as I've said multiple times today, but I love you and I always will, regardless of if your piss drunk, sober, or sleeping. I love you. Always. Even when you piss me off." He turned me over so my back was to him and put his head in between my shoulder and jaw. I felt his eyes flutter shut judging by his eyelashes touching my jaw, he sighed. "I love you y/n. Thank you for dealing with me." "My pleasure Andrew"

*Andrew's pov*
11:30am that's what my phone read once I opened it. I looked over to my right and saw an empty bed, I got out of bed and stood up but immediately sat back down after I got a raging headache I groaned and grabbed the water bottle and took a sip of it. After my head stopped pounding, I walked out of the bedroom and made my way Into the kitchen to grab Advil, only to be pressed about a hangover by Shane and Ryland as soon as I come into the room. "Oh look who's out of bed" "see normally I'd slap Shane's arm but I agree" y/n shook her head and walked over to me, then hugged me. "Hi baby" I kissed her head. She mumbled a 'hi' in my chest I picked her up and held her thighs she wrapped her arms around my waist and kept her head in my chest. We stood there for a while until I had another head rush and had to but her down. "Regretting drinking Andrew?" Shane asked. "Fuck no. I'd drink whiskey over water any day." He laughed. Y/n spoke up "Andrew and I should go home. We left my parents and his mom at his apartment by themselves without an explanation so they probably think we're dead." Ryland shook his head. "Check my Instagram story" y/n opened her phone and saw a photo of us sleeping in the spare bedroom that he posted 9 hours ago. Y/n spoke. "Aw Ry" he walked over and hugged her then me. Shane did the same. "If I don't get a text message from you about what your parents reactions are when you get there. I'll be mad." "You will trust me." 

*Y/n's pov*
Andrew and I pulled up to his apartment, we saw the lights on inside. We got out of the car and walked over to the door after locking his car, and walked in. Andrew was recording on his phone. His mom was the first to notice us "where the fuck were you guys?!" Andrew sighed "at Shane's" "and you just left?" "He went to come see me and apologize for 'being an asshole' to me when he was drunk" my parents laughed along with his mom. "We assumed that" she went over to Andrew and whispered something in his ear, making his eyes widen. He immediately walked over to me and brought me back Into his bedroom. "Andrew what?" He started looking around the room and groaned "what are you looking for?" "Jesus." "Andrew what-" he picked up a box of condoms and a piece of the lingerie that I just so happened to wear a couple of nights ago and sighed. He walked over to me. "She found these in my room when she slept here last night. I laughed. "Your problem mr. not mine." "You're the one who wore it and made me use those" he said pointing at the condoms "you could've resisted" "you know that when it comes to you wearing that-" he said pointing at me and the piece of fabric, "-there is absolutely no way I'm resisting" I laughed "I know. I'm teasing-" he rolled his eyes "anyways, before they come to the conclusion that we might be using those, we should go back out there" he nodded. "Great way to spend my time being drunk.

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