His home phone began to ring. He looked at me, as if to ask if it were okay for him to get up. Reluctently, I nodded.
He got up and left. He was gone for a few minutes, until I heard the door open. I have him the 'who was it?' Look.
"My mom. She says something came up, and her and my dad aren't gonna be back for a few days."
I nodded, staying silent.
He has a lot of time alone. It seems like his family doesn't have a very good bond..
I shook my thoughts away as he spoke again.
"My brother is going to stay at his friends for the time. My mom doesn't want him getting in the way. Well, she also doesn't want to explain boyfriend/girlfriend things to him."
I raised an eyebrow on confusion.
"How does she know we're-"
He stopped me.
"She's always assumed it. Ugh.."
I giggled, and told him 'that's what mom's do'
He chuckled at this.
"I guess it's only us then"
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We deccided on watching 'Titanic' on Netflix. He grabbed the remote, and began to look for it. At the very moment, I had the best idea.
I flopped back onto his bed, and put one of my hands on my hip, the other to support my head.
He turned back to look at me once he had found the movie.
"Paint me like one of you're french girls" I said, holding back my laughter.
He tried to remain serious as well, reaching for his notepad and a pencil.
"I said paint not draw. Anyhow, I hope you draw your french girls fully clothed."
He chuckled.
"You can only hope." He replied, smirking.
I cringed, but then broke out into laughter.
I was about to complain about him being slow, but he spoke.
"Aha, ready to see?"
He slowly turned the paper around, for effect. I couldn't help but laugh at what I saw.
"Really? It took you this long to draw a stick figure, laying on...what looks like a bar of soap."
Apparently his failure cracked him up. I admit, it cracked me up too.
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When the part where Rose and Jack are at the front of the ship, and Rose claims that she's flying, came on we deccided to act it out.
I stood on the edge of Andy's bed, my head nearly hitting the ceiling. He put his hands on my hips, and I stuck my arms out.
"I'm flying An- I mean Jack. I'm flying."
As soon as I finished, I felt him pull me back, way back. Finally I realised he had fallen over, dragging me with him.
"Hey, you can't just do that. I was flying!" I pouted.
With that, he began tickling me.
"Hey- ah stop! Eep no! Not there, that's not fair!" I giggled.
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The movie finally finished, though we hadn't payed attention to half of it.
We both sighed.
"Hey, it almost dinner time." Andy said.
I nodded.
"What do we eat?"
He chuckled.
"Don't worry Hon, I'm a five star chef!" He said proudly.
I began laughing harder than I should have.
"Hah, says who? Probably your mom." I managed to scoff.
He playfully pouted.
"Let's see you cook then."
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Proudly, I walked into the dinning room, with two plates of my masterpiece.
"Grilled cheese." He said smiling.
I rolled my eyes, telling him it was probably better than what he was going to cook.
"No, Mac-n-cheese is always better" He stated.
We both smiled at this.
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Soon it was time for bed.
"Hey, can I borrow some clothes to sleep in? I've been wearing these since I got here."
He nodded, telling me tomorrow morning he'd throw them in the wash.
He ducked into his closet for a moment, then pulled out a hoodie and some shorts that looked too small for him.
"Thanks." I said, going to the bathroom to get changed. When I returned, I found him unrolling a sleeping bag.
"Good idea. I almost felt bad for you, sleeping on the hard floor."
He chuckled when I said 'almost'.
I jumped into his bed, and was in the process of tucking myself in when he took his shirt off.
When did he get abs?
He smiled at me.
"I'm hot right? Yeah been working out a bit."
I giggled, trying to hide my blush.
He came up to me, just as I was about to fall asleep.
"Goodnight, Jade."
He whispered, kissing me on the cheek.
"Night..." I murmured.
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THUD
It was around 3 in the morning, when I fell out of bed. It would have embarrassed me enough in my own home, but knowing Andy was here, made it worse.
"What the- are you okay?" He asked, grogily.
"Ugh..I'm fine. Only thing hurt is my pride."
I tried to get up, though it was difficult, seeing as the blanket was wrapped around me like a cacoon.
Before I could try to get up again, I felt Andy's arm around my waist, pulling me towards him.
"It's lonely down here"
Is all he whispered.
I have to admit, it was pretty cute of him.
I had all the blanket from the bed wrapped around me, so the floor wasn't too bad. Plus, Andy cuddling me. I fell asleep quickly.
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Hey, I hope you're enjoying the story. Sorry if not much exiting stuff is happening. But yaknow, I'm running out of ideas. I'm working on another book right now, the first chapter should be out soon. :3
- Willow