Andrew Siwicki Imagines

He gets jealous - 65

Written on November 24th, 2020.

*Andrew's pov*
Y/n and I were currently out walking around Melrose since she likes thrifting. I had sunglasses and my LA hat on along with shorts and a t-shirt, whereas y/n had high waisted jean shorts on with a small silk crop top (along with her doc martins). She looks amazing. I'm not one to get jealous easily, okay, I get jealous but for the most part silently. And I was going to just put this at the back of my head when it started getting worse. People, specifically guys, were just staring at her as if I'm not standing right beside her, and holding her hand. My mood changed the second I saw them, and she noticed but didn't say anything. She walked into a place with jeans and I got a phone call from Garrett leaving me alone outside, and her alone inside.

*Y/n's pov*
Andrew got a phone call and told me to just go in without him since it's Garrett and will probably talk his ear off for a bit. So I did so. I was looking around at jeans, some that I could 'diy', some that I could rip and make distressed, and others that were slightly too big for me that I can just adjust when I get home with my sewing machine. I walked up to pay for the stuff I got and it was a guy who seemed to be around Andrew's age who was going to check my clothes out. "Hey pretty, is this all for today?" I nodded and he smiled at me. He rung everything up and handed me the machine for me to tap my card onto, once I heard the beep I took it off and put it back in my wallet. He grabbed a bag and put the jeans inside of it then handed it to me. "Oh and by the way, those dark wash jeans you're going to want to wash them once alone before you start washing them with other stuff." "How come?" I stood there engaging in the conversation. "They were dyed not too long ago, it's just a precaution that I tell most people to take when they buy jeans, especially if I know they've been dyed previously to you buying them." I nodded. "Thanks" he started talking about my outfit and top, asking me where it's from. "Oh my friend owns a small business and made it. It's super good quality." "It looks like good fabric" I laughed and nodded.

*Andrew's pov*
Garrett had to leave the phone call since he was on a break from a meeting he's currently in. I stuck my phone in my pocket and was about to walk over to
y/n when I saw her laughing with the guy at the register. I walked over and stood behind her then reached for her hand and held it. She gave my hand a squeeze and continued holding it while having a conversation with the guy. As soon as he saw her reach for my hand he looked at me. She looked back at me and noticed the look I had on my face along with my vibe then spoke. "Well we're going to get going. It was nice meeting you" "you as well" she walked us out of there then to my car and stopped. "Andy" "hm?" "What's up?" "Nothin" "you sure?" "Yeah" she gave me that classic look that your girlfriend gives you when she knows you're not telling her something but let's it slide. "Well I'm tired so drive us home" I laughed "mkay" she smiled and opened the back door, putting her bags on the backseat. She leaned back up and shut the door. I opened the front door for her and she was about to get in when some guys started whistling and cat calling at her. I stopped in my tracks and turned my head. The five guys kept whistling at her. I leaned down. "Get in" "don't do anything please." "Who's said I was going to?" "Andrew I can basically see your blood boiling from here. Just get in and drive us home." I sighed and shut her door then walked over to mine and got in, shutting the door. I started the car and drove out of the parking lot and onto the road back to my apartment. The car ride was dead silent.

I eventually pulled into the parking lot in front of my building and shut off the engine and put my head back, sighing. I took my glasses off and rubbed my eyes then unlocked the car and got out. Y/n right after me. I grabbed her bags and walked into the building, then walked to the elevator and pressed the button to go up. It dinged and we both got in. She stood behind me the entire time not talking. The elevator dinged again and we both got out and walked to my door. I took out my keys and unlocked it then let us both in and set her bags on the coffee table and walked into my room and into my bathroom.

*Y/n's pov*
Andrew seemed pissed off and I didn't want to make the situation worse so I didn't talk. I sat down on his couch and took out all of the receipts from the bags and added them up to put in my taxes later on in the year. I walked into his office and stapled them together then walked back out and put them, along with the rest of the clothes, all in the biggest bag that there was and set that one on the floor beside the couch and threw the rest out. I sat back down on his couch and texted Garrett. "Hi garr. Andrew is pissed off and I don't know if I should just not talk and let him cool off or talk to him. Send help." "Hi monkey! What's he pissed off about? I know you guys were at Melrose earlier so I'm going to assume it happened there. And it depends on what he's pissed off about. If it's something serious, talk to him, if it's not that deep, let him cool off for a bit. I know he naps when he's upset normally (which is his way of cooling off). Help sent!" I giggled at the last part of his text. "Some guys were cat calling me when we were getting ready to leave and I think he was already jealous from the guy at the register talking to me when I was paying for my jeans earlier. Help appreciated!" "Oh yeah no. I'd probably be pissed if I were with you both too. Did they know you two were together? Like did you make it obvious?" "We were holding hands the entire way back to his car and I did kiss him right before we got there and right before they started doing it so. I'd hope so." "And they were still being like that? Guys are pigs I swear. I'm so fucking glad you and Andrew found each other. The one straight guy I'm friends with (other than Caleb) who is a good guy. Thank god. Anyways, uhh I mean it clearly seems to be bothering him, but I know how bad you are at starting a conversation about this stuff when he's mad so just text him and ask if he wants to talk about it. If not, like I said, let him cool off. Go grab coffee or something. Maybe dinner since it's 4:30 and you both eat early like weirdos." "Thanks garr, and yeah I'm glad you both lived in the same building and we got introduced. I love him more than anything and have you to thank for this, so thank you. Also, yes I'm horrible at it. Getting yelled at is my number one fear because my crying reflex is real LMAO. And we don't eat dinner early?? You just eat at like 11pm everyday. Also coffee sounds good right now but I texting him first." "Damn. Now I want food and coffee. You may have inspired me to eat earlier today. Thanks. Anyways, I'll let you guys figure this out and I'll get back to my boring ass meeting. Love you Tiny💕" "HA. love you too giant. (My fav giant other than Andrew). <3" I opened my texts with Andrew and texted him. "Hi. Do you want to talk?" He texted back after a minute. "Over text?" "No.." "Oh, uh. I mean not really because I'm pissed off for a dumb reason but if you want to." I sighed and walked into his room. He was sitting on his side of the bed with his phone in his hand, probably waiting for a reply from me. I shut the door behind me and he looked over. I put my phone on his bed behind him and sat beside him. He sighed and put his phone on the nightstand. I looked at him waiting for him to start talking. He eventually got the memo and did. "I'm stupid." "What do you mean?" "I just got mad over some guy talking to you and other guys looking at you. I mean come on. Why wouldn't they look at you? You're beautiful." He stood up and walked over to his door and opened it, then walked out. I sighed and followed. "You have every right to be pissed off. Guys really shouldn't be looking at me especially when they know I'm taken. And some guys cat called me. I'm surprised you didn't completely disregard what I said and beat them up." "The first two are ridiculous." "Two?" "Yeah. I got mad when the guy at scanning your jeans was talking to you. How pathetic am I?" "I'm going to say not at all because whenever I see a thirst comment on your Instagram it makes me want to go back to my grade 9 days and break a bitch's arm." (Yes I actually did that. End of grade 9. Fun times.) "but I shouldn't be getting mad whenever a guy talks to you. 50% of the fucking population is male." "And 50% of the population is female. Yet here I am still planning someone's death in my head." (I'm joking obviously :| ) "I was this close to doing so." I nodded and he continued. "I should've beat those guys up. Shouldn't I of? I'm the worst." I walked over and hugged his waist, putting my head on his chest. "No. It was the responsible choice. You know that if you did do that paps (paparazzi) would be all over it and it would be everywhere." He sighed. "I guess so." I stepped away and leaned back a bit, and started playing with his hair. "Plus it would ruin your good boy look." "My 'good boy look'?" "Yeah. You know. Sweet boy (😏) behind the camera. Always laughing with a smile on his face. cute as fuck." He laughed. "See. That laugh. That's what I love seeing." He smiled down at me and put his hands on my waist. "I love you" "I love you too siwicki, how's about we forget this happened and do something else?" He nodded and looked up to think. I saw his lips turn into a smirk. He looked back down at me. "I have an idea." "Shoot" he put his hands on my waist and walked us to his room. "I'm gonna let out all my anger and show you that you're mine" he closed the door and locked it behind us. "Show me then."

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