*Spring 1979*
(Y/N) had a successful stint on Match Game. Andy is doing appearances and concerts while writing his new album with his brother Barry. (Y/N) is planning her next trip to New York. However, (Y/N) and Andy still find time for each other.
(Y/N)'s POV:
I did my week on Match Game. Boy to say the least was it wild. Gene Rayburn was very flirtatious, which made Andy very uneasy.
For the record, Rayburn isn't my cup of tea to begin with haha. Fannie Flagg, Brett Somers, and Patti Deutsch were absolutely sweethearts to me. I really didn't know what to expect when filming. I sat next to Brett on the top row.
I wasn't picked on as much as Brett or Patti usually are for their bizarre answers. The audience's were quite accepting of my answers. No one booed me off stage, which made me feel good.
I had fun, especially with my wardrobe. Would you imagine me and Brett walked out in the same color several times for each episode? Richard Dawson made a comment saying, "Looks like Brett had a daughter! But she's almost over the hill." We both rolled our eyes at him.
Today was the first day that me and Andy had time to do absolutely nothing. Our schedules were busy together and apart, we needed a day to recharge our batteries.
We went to my apartment first to pick up mail and dust and vacuum it. I hardly stay here because me and Andy usually stay at the house we share to spend time together.
Then, we went and picked up groceries before heading back to the house.
As we drove, Andy held my hand. Every once in a while, he'd leave a kiss on my hand.
Being so close to Andy, I began worrying what would happen if I suddenly was sucked back into 2021?
Andy's voice distracted me from my thoughts.
"Darling, have I ever told you how much I love you?" Andy said while looking at me while we were at a red light.
"Yes love. I love you so much too. You bring out so much of me I never knew," I replied kissing his hand.
"I wonder what would have happened if you never stepped off the curb in your platforms," Andy said with a chuckle.
"I guess it's a good thing I'm clumsy. You and me both got lucky," I said, with a yawn.
I closed my eyes to rest them for a while before we got home.
I had a flashback to when I met Andy that day last year.
I don't know the sense of time anymore.
"Love, love were home," Andy said whispering in my ear while carrying me inside.
I didn't think I was that tired.
Andy put me on our bed, slipped my shoes off. He got us comfy on the bed to cuddle.
He turned on the radio low and he sang me to sleep. I don't want to go back to the future. I have to stay here.
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