In Hollywood with Andrew Fontenot

Where's Andrew?

Time skip. 2 days later.
"I'm so happy, I'm out of that nasty bed." I wasn't happy. At all. Ludacris had told me the reason why he picked me up and not Andrew. And it terrified me. What could be so much more important then seeing me out of the hospital? I hope he doesn't turn into one of those guys where they go hang out with other girls while his girl is at home.
"You don't seem happy. Whats wrong?" I step in the car and he does the same. I let out a breathe.
"Nothing,"
"I cant tell by that breathe that "nothing" means something."
"I'll tell you later." I cross my fingers on my side.
"Ok." We drive home. Ludacris said everyone was gonna stay at his house for a week or two. We are all just gonna hang out. I walk up the steps and open the door. Everyone gets up. I run into them. I am squeezed by the only family I know. I smile at how warm they are.
"I missed you guys."
"We've missed you too." I let go.
"We're sorry Andrews not here. He said he'll be here soon." I nod.
"I need to go take a shower." I walk upstairs. I couldn't find my clothes. Ludacris said they were by the bed but they weren't so I took and pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt of Ludacris's and took a shower.

It was around 7:30 pm when I finally finished. I walk downstairs and sit on Mauryanas lap. She huffs and pushes me off. I laugh and fix myself on her and Anthony. My head on Anthonys leg and feet on Mauryana.
"What we watching?"
"Fast and furious."
"Classic." I say sarcasticly and laugh. Everyone else laughs. Andrew still wasn't home. It was getting late. He is gonna start staying out longer and with a whole bunch of girls. I understand yea I hang with a lot of guys, but at least I can control myself around them. And I know them. He doesn't even know half the girls he hangs out with. That's how he met me. A random person that Anthony hit with a ball. So he could be doing anything....

After the movie was over we all went to bed, because it was like almost 9. Andrew still wasn't home mind you. I go upstairs, Ludacris behind me. And walk to his room.
"Are those my clothes?"
"Uh, pfft no." He laughs.
"I couldn't find mine."
"So your first instinct is to go in my clothes?"
"Yep." He laughs. I walk to the bed and lay down. Ludacris lays down as well. I lay on my back, and Ludacris lays on his side facing me.
"Now tell me what was wrong."
"I crossed my fingers."
"That's to bad you're gonna tell me."
"Oh yea? What makes you think that?"
"Cause I will do anything to make you talk." I look at him and he winks. I roll my eyes. He cuddles up to me.
"No, Andrew would kill me if he found put we were cuddling. He almost killed me knowing I feel asleep on Anthony."
'Tell me then."
"No."
"Then I guess I'll just have to protect you from Andrew."
"Ok,ok. Just let go." I push him a little and laugh. I face him.
"It's just, if Andrew was in the hospital I'd be there everyday. He wasn't there everyday. When he got out of the hospital I'd be there. He wasn't there. There's nothing more important than seeing someone you love walk out of the hospital. When I came here he wasn't here. He still isn't. He has a record of cheating in me. I have no idea what he's doing. It's.................9:25 pm. And he still isn't home. Is he mad because I have to have you everywhere I go? Is he hanging around a whole bunch of girls? "Not being childish." As he always says. Does he not love me anymore? I didn't do anything to him. I still love him, but I don't know about him to me." I close my eyes and let a tear fall down. Ludacris wipes it away fast. Andrew is the one suppose to do that.
"Listen, don't stress. He loves you. I have no idea where he is or what he's doing but he loves you. Just remember that ok?" I nod my head. He hugs me.
"Is this just one of your ways of getting to cuddle me?"
"Yes and no. Is it working?"
"No." I laugh. He lets me go and laughs. I lay on my side not facing Ludacris and he lays on his side. I don't know which one but on of his sides.
Andrews POV
I listened to everything she said. Believe me it hurt me to hear that. I've been at Paul's house trying to figure out everything. I guess it did more harm to her then me. I shouldn't have done that. Now she thinks I'm cheating, but she still won't cuddle anyone else cause she's not sure. Shes so loyal. It doesn't make sense. After she falls asleep I'll go lay on that couch in there. But not until she falls asleep.