I awoke the next morning to find that Andy was nowhere to be seen. I panicked a little bit, until I heard clammer in the kitchen. Oh, Andy. I slowly got out of bed, a little groggy. My head was still pounding and my wrist now hurt really bad. Where was my medicine? Probably in the kitchen, I guess it was time to go check out what Andy was doing in the kitchen.

I opened my door, and stumbled out of my room. I was so graceful when I just wake up, obviously. I looked down the hallway and saw Andy struggling to make... pancakes? I couldn't really tell but I could smell them, and they smelled amazing. Andy dropped the spatula, and I silently giggled to myself. Why was he so fucking cute?

"Shit" he whispered to himself.

"Don't let it beat you" I said, and he whipped around to look at me. His face was shocked.

"Oh, I didn't see you there Soph. Good morning" he smiled.

"Morning. Andy?" I questioned.

"Yes?" He cocked his head to the side.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked laughing out loud.

"Well. I tried making waffles. But, uh, I can't seem to find your waffle maker. So I settled for pancakes, which are failing horribly" he hung his head, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hun, we don't have a waffle maker..." I was still laughing.

"What! Everyone has a waffle maker!" he exclaimed.

"Obviously not everyone, sweetie" I walked into the kitchen and took over making pancakes.

"Hey, I wanted to make you breakfast. Not the other way around" he frowned.

I embraced him with a hug. "It's okay. Thanks for the sweet gesture though" I looked up at Andy and smiled wide.

He returned the smile, and bent down to kiss me quick. As much as I loved kissing Andy, and as much as I believed it would never get old, I wanted to know what we were. I mean, he just broke up with Juliet. I understand that I could just be a rebound, and that when he goes back on tour, he'll completely forget who I am. I needed to talk to him about it. But for now, I needed some fuel and medicine.

"Where is my medicine?" I asked Andy.

"Are you hurting?" He questioned.

"Yes" I whined and he went to the cabinet and pulled out my medicine. He gave it to me, and I took two pills with some water.

I continued to make the pancakes, pushing my thoughts to the back of my mind. While I was making breakfast, Andy kept poking me and hugging me from behind. He was being extremely cute this morning, and was making it that much harder to have that talk with him later. I hoped he gave me the answer I was looking for. But hoping would do nothing if his mind was already made up.

Notes

Kinda just a cute chapter, and what Sophi is really thinking about this whole situation.
Will update soon! Thanks guys (: xx