I Would Die For You

"You want the reception at my house or yours?" Andy asked me, rubbing his forehead. We were seated in the back lounge planning the wedding. We'd been at it for three hours now, and hadn't gotten very far. We seemed to be very far apart on what we wanted..

"I don't know, it doesn't matter." I sighed.

"How about mine since I have a bigger yard." He suggested.

"Yeah, that's a good idea. So for food?" I questioned.

"Well I think we need a lot of choices since so many people are coming." He said referring to the long guest list we had concocted earlier.

"Your right, what do you think we should have?" I asked.

"I was thinking like maybe we have a vegatarian plate for someone like you," He chuckled, "And then like either steak or fish with a few sides."

"Would we get it catered?" I said, writing down what he said.

"I think so because I can't cook, and I don't think you want too, or our parents.." He said.

"Okay, what kind of fish?" I asked.

"I don't know, Salmon?" He laughed, shaking his head.

"Alright." I wrote it down. We already decided to give our notes to a wedding planner back in LA, where they could get everything settled.

"So suit wise." He said, "I want to wear one that's all black."

"Okay."

"How about your dress?" He asked.

"I'm going to go look with Lauren Wilhelm when she comes out to LA next month." I said.

"Okay, have you heard from Sandra about being a brides maid?" Andy said.

"No I haven't." I sighed. I contacted her three days ago, and I still have no reply.

"I'm sorry babe." He grabbed my hand across the couch.

"It's whatever." I shook my head.

"What about Ella and Sammi? I know it would mean a lot to them.." Andy raised his eyebrow. I huffed, and leaned back in the couch.

"I don't know.." I bit my lip.

"Babe, I honestly feel like your not trying with them. You guys could be friends!" Andy exclaimed. I glared at him.

"Andy, they don't like me." I said.

"Yes they do! I swear, just try for me." He moved closer to me, pushing my notebook on the floor, and pulling me into him.

"I don't like them enough for them to be standing up at the alter with me when I get married!" I groaned.

"Jasey!" Andy yelled.

"Sorry." I muttered.

"Just hang out with them more! Maybe you guys will get closer.." He trailed off.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes.

"Unbelievable." Andy got up, and walked out of the room.

"Are we really going to fight over this?" I asked, walking after him.

"No, Jasey! I just think you could try harder. Who else is going to be your brides maids? You can't only have Lauren." He said. Everyone on the bus had quieted and started listening to us.

"I wanted Sandra!" I shouted.

"Well you know maybe you'd have more options, if you had more girl friends." Andy stared at me, exasperated. Tears pushed to my eyes, and fell down my face.

"You know why I don't have any girl friends?" I asked, my chin quivering. He looked remorseful at what he just said, "Because I'm always with you! I spend all of my with you! I do everything for you! I moved to LA for you. I had girl friends. Our friends. Yeah remember them? We lost them because of you and your band. Your ridiculous. I can't stand to be in the same room with you right now." I stormed away from him, and into our bunk. I shut the curtains, and turned on my side.

The tears wouldn't stop, until an hour later I felt someone come in the bunk. I rolled over expecting Andy, but instead saw CC.

"Hey." He smiled.

"Hi." I said, rubbing my forehead.

"Andy sent me in here to check on you." He said, resting his chin in his hand.

"That's great." I rolled my eyes.

"He feels really bad for what he said." CC bit his lip.

"Alright." I sighed, and felt CC leave. In a matter of seconds someone else was next to me. Andy of course.

"Jasey, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that." He shook his head.

"Nope." I chuckled, "But I forgive you." He let out a breath, and pulled me to his side.

"Thank god."

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