*July 1982*
(Y/N) takes care of Andy after his accident.
(Y/N)'s POV:
I took Andy to the doctors office yesterday after he fell by the pool. The doctor advised Andy on rest for one week. He just sprained a muscle in the ankle.
Karen and Richard said it would be ok for me to take time off from the studio so I could take care of Andy.
Andy did have crutches so it was easier for him to walk. We stayed home mainly, only going outside to get fresh air.
I focused on him getting as much rest as possible. Andy was being a trooper because a sprained muscle had to be difficult and painful.
I had Andy stay mainly on our living room couch so he could prop his foot up on the table so his ankle could be elevated.
Andy managed to keep busy by watching television and writing some new songs. He had started a new journal for his next album (as Red Velvet went good).
I'm still wondering how soon I might be sent back to the future. Some weird things keep happening, unless it was a coincidence.
I cleaned the house, did the laundry, got dinner made right away and kicked back with Andy on the couch.
I was more sleepy today for some reason so I shut my eyes for a while.
I felt Andy wrap his arms around me and it startled me.
"Sorry darling I didn't know you dosed off," Andy whispered.
"It's ok love," I told him yawning and adjusting.
"We should go upstairs love to nap if you want?" Andy asked.
"If you want too," I said getting up to help Andy get up.
Andy grabbed his crutches and I helped guide him up the stairs.
"Do you want the TV on?" I asked Andy as he settled down on the bed.
"Only if you want to darling," Andy said fixing his pillows.
I grabbed the TV Guide and saw nothing but bad news on. I kept it off and turned the radio on low.
I laid down next to Andy and stared at the ceiling.
"What are you thinking about darling?" Andy asked me.
"Nothing love. Just have a lot of thoughts running through my head," I replied turning to face him.
"Have I told you that I love you today?" Andy inquired.
"Maybe but I love hearing it," I told him smiling.
"Well I love you so much darling and thank you for taking care of me. You are the bestest wife in the world," Andy said kissing my temple.
"Awwwww lovey," I said giving his torso a squeeze.
"It's true though darling," Andy said giving me another kiss.
"You are too much sometimes Andy I love you to the moon and back. Boom, facts," I replied to him.
"I love you to infinity and back," Andy responded.
"Is that so?" I asked him confidently.
"Yes so I win," Andy said making a face at me.
"Nuh uh not fairrrrrrrrrrrrrrr," I whined.
"But you love me, don't you?" Andy asked with pleading puppy dog eyes.
"Yes I do," I said smiling at him.
"Then let me win," Andy said boastfully.
"Nerp," I told Andy laughing.
"Nerp? What kind of word is that?" Any asked flabbergasted.
"It's another term for nope," I said giggling at the frustrated Austrlian.
"I swear if I wasn't hurt right now, I'd get you good darling," Andy said in a serious tone, making deathly eye contact with a smirk.
"Is that so?" I said standing up to stretch and go get water.
"Where are you going?" Andy asked even more frustrated.
"Going to a place far far away," I said winking at him as I walked out the door.
"DARLINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG," Andy groaned loudly.
"You'll survive," I said chuckling.
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