Annabel

After a night of partying, all of us were heading out of Whisky. Andy is fumbling with his keys as he struggles to hand on his own two feet. Just as he’s about to fall, I run towards him and grab him. “Give me your car keys.” I calmly tell him. “You’re in no condition to drive.”

“I’ll be fine Annabel.” He slurs as he rips himself from my grip and stumbles backwards into a random parked out, setting off its alarm system. I roll my eyes before ripping the car keys out of his hand and go over to him, wrapping my arm around his waist and walk him to his car; which is the same car I remember spending a lot of time in. I’m surprised he still has it. I put him in the front seat before walking over and getting in the driver seat. I close the door as I start up the car.

“So where am I taking you?” I ask as I clutch the steering wheel. Andy mutters his address to me and I pull out of the parking spot and head towards his house.

“You weren’t drinking?” He says but it sounded more like a question and than a statement.

“I’ve got do some vocal tracking tomorrow.” I tell him. “I can’t have a hangover for that now can I?”

“Then why go out?”

“I wanted to spend time with my cousin and his friends, is that a crime?” I ask him.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” He yawns. “I broke your heart, you could have just let me drive home; you don’t have to be nice to me.”

“Andy no matter what you do to me, I’ll always be there for you.” I tell him as I briefly glance over at him. His eyes were shut; probably to calm down the nausea that’s setting in. “Like I told you before, just because we fight doesn’t mean I’m not going to support you in everything you do.” I say before looking back at the road. From the corner of my eye, I see a weak smile curling up onto Andy’s lips. I just sigh and continue the drive in silence.

I park in front of Andy’s house and kill the engine. I get out of the car and head over to the passenger side to get Andy out of the car. I wrap my arm around his waist for support and head up the stairs to his front door.

As I search for his house key the front door opens, revealing Juliet. At first she looks shocked then she sees how drunk Andy is. “Hey Juliet.” I smile to her. “Andy wasn’t in an shape to drive home, so I took the liberty of making sure he got home safely.”

“Thanks Annabel.” She smiles as she wraps her arms around Andy’s waist as I hand him over to her along with his keys. “Do you want to stay for a minute? I can call someone to take you home.”

“Thanks, I’m fine.” I tell her. “I just live down the street.” She smiles.

“You know, we should really hang out sometime.” She suggests. “I could always use a girlfriend who knows Andy just as well as I do.”

“I’d like that.” I tell her. “I’ll see you later, I’ve really got to go. But I’m sure one of the guys can give you my number. See ya.” I say as I walk down the stairs and begin my journey home in silence.