My Prophet

I sighed as I walked into Keenan and I's apartment. Andy and I had said goodbye moments before, after we decided that I would move in with him in a few days.

"Keen!?!?" I yelled, and heard footsteps run out to the front room.

"Coralie!? What are you doing here, I thought you wouldn't be back for another few days." He exclaimed.

"Long story short my family hates Andy." I said, rolling my eyes.

"I wondering how that was going to go considering how much they hate me already." He laughed, and noticed my sad expression, "I'm sorry, Cor."

"It's alright, at least I have you and Andy." I said. "Speaking of which.."

"What?" Keenan raised an eyebrow.

"Andy has asked me to move in with him." I said, smiling.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" He asked.

"Why wouldn't it be?" I said.

"He is going to be on tour for most of the time, won't you be lonely?" He said. I hadn't thought about that..

"I don't know.." I shook my head.

"I'm all for it because you guys clearly love each other, I just hate seeing you unhappy." Keenan rubbed my shoulder.

"I know Keen, thank you." I sat down on the couch, and rubbed my temple.

He has a point.

Notes

Well then..