The "High School Experience"

Andy comes into my house almost straight after my mother and father left. I hear Andy’s feet hit each stair as he comes to my room. I apply one layer of mascara and turn around to see him standing in my doorway. He has his leather jacket on with his hands in his pockets.
“Hey Andy, you can come in it’s fine.” I say.
He leaves the doorway and walks into my room. He sits on the edge of my bed and sighs.
“What’s wrong Andy?” I ask.
“Oh well, I need to give you some background info on what has gone on at school. So, this guy Brian, I’ll point him out at the bus stop, we hate, all of us. He tried to take you from me, forced you to kiss him, and one of your friends Keith beat him up that day. So avoid Brian and we have practically the same schedule so you’ll be okay.” He explains.
I nod in response then get up from my vanity chair and grab my bag.
“Well, let’s go Andrew.” I say and walk out to the staircase.
Andy follows me and I think about what he told me. So, avoid this Brian and stay with Andy, got it. I eventually reach the bottom of the stairs and start to walk towards the front door. Then I felt my anxiety wash over me. I stop in my tracks and begin to breathe heavily. Andy rushes down the rest of the steps and pulls my backpack off. He flusters over me in attempts of comfort. I feel the pit in my stomach grow and it reaches to my fingertips. I turn so I am facing Andy’s chest and push my face into his torso. I begin sobbing, I feel terror in my heart. I squeeze my eyes shut and suddenly everything in this current world leaves. I return to memories. In the dark recesses of my mind is a memory, that I now found. I scrounge for it and finally reach it. The darkness in my mind leaves and the memory fills it and the flashback begins. My terror on the outside is forgotten and I focus only on what is in my mind.
We are in Andy’s bedroom. I can tell I am a little tipsy, this memory is choppy. I am sitting on his lap and we’re kissing. No, more like making out. I can feel how I felt then, a little fuzzy of course but full of love. Desire. Lust. Want. Adoration. But the most important was the purity of that love in the moment, and how Andy respects my decision as he began to lift my shirt. I’m realizing how true our love was. So why don’t I feel that way now? Will we have to fall in love over again? What if I don’t? What then? Will the old me have lost the most important person in their life or will it even matter to the present me. I don’t know but I want to try for the person that is cradling me in their lap right now. I can try for him. I just have to fall in love over again. If I want to. Maybe I don’t, I don’t know. I just don’t want to hurt anyone especially him. But, most of all would I be willing to disappoint the old me?
I return to the present, the now. Andy’s shirt is riddled with tears and he is rocking me back and forth, we managed to reach the ground without my notice. I have my arms around his neck and my face buried in his chest, I can hear the steady beat of his heart. I calm and the tears dry on my face and Andy asks me if I am okay. I nod a yes and he picks me up.
“Thanks Andrew, uhm I remember something…” I say.
His eyes fill with hope and he runs a hand through his hair. He smiles at me and grabs my hand.
“Tell me about it while we walk to the bus stop.” He says in reply.
He grabs both our bags as e reaches the door and opens it for the both of us. I step out onto the cold cement and try not to glance at the sun above us.
“Well, it was that night where I was at your house…” I say.
He immediately knows what I am talking about and he chuckles, low and gravely.
“Oh, I love it, and that has to be your first memory too. Ashley will love this!” He says while laughing.
I nod, “But there was a purity to that moment, I realized how much we cared for eachother, the feeling in that memory brought a lot of feelings I had for you with it. I am sorry I have to say that in the past, I just can’t say I do right now because I don’t know what I feel”
Andy squeezes my hand in response and smiles weakly. “I can work on that KitKat.”

Notes

Hey everyone! Sorry this took me forever, I thought I updated this like two days ago honestly... Sorry. But we have to return our laptops next week to school and I am not sure what this means for this. I'll probably update but it wont be that constant even in the summer... Sorry :/
Andyways,
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