Love And Other Drugs

Crumpled sheets, their black color stark against the dark night air and only lit by the very pale moonlight coming in through the open window. Two bodies laid beside one another, tangled together so that if one looked down upon them it would be hard to tell where one ended and the other began. A soft snoring sound came from one of them, a bunch of tousled black hair falling in front of a perfect nose and set of lips that most girls would die to kiss.

The other person in the bed, with her long blonde hair hanging over her naked shoulders as she leaned her head on one arm and looked down at the love of her life. They had spent the night in together, ordered some of the best Thai takeout in downtown and then spent a quiet night watching Game of Thrones until finally they made their way to the bedroom. The mattress had gotten a work out, but all was quiet now as Andy slept soundly.

Except Luxe couldn't sleep.

She had been tired-being with Andy at night always exhausted her-but as he began to drift off and she laid there tucked in his arms, Luxe found that her brain refused to shut off. She had so much pinging around in her skull that even the feeling of utter exhaustion and knowing that she had to be up early in the morning for a photo shoot couldn't force Luxe's brain to power down.

Between the album being unfinished-Jimmy had called them in to work on some things that he didn't think worked-all of the photoshoots, interviews and not to mention the tour announcement that was coming soon.

All of that plus her problems with Andy were making Luxe itchy for some release, but she knew she had to resist. It would be a constant battle for Luxe and she knew that, but she really just wished that Andy would wake up. Writing a song for her, like he did with Goodbye Agony, wasn't all that she needed. The thing about Andy is that he was so in love with his music that he thought it was the solution to every little problem in his life.

Someone dies-write a song.

He and Luxe fight-write a song.

Luxe has issues-there's that fucking song again.

What Luxe really needed was for him to just stop, sit and listen to her every once and a while. She had fallen in love with him all over again a few days ago when she had heard the album and the song he had put on there for her and of course she had thought things would get better...

Instead they got much, much worse.

Andy had gotten so busy-as had Luxe-with getting everything out for the album that the two of them barely saw one another. He had moved back in to his condo-since coming home from Vancouver Andy had basically lived at her place-and he had been inundated with interviews, shoots and the next day the guys were off to Santa Monica to shoot two music videos. Luxe was happy for him, but Andy had completely shut her out and she didn't know how to make him open up again.


"I just don't know what to do..." Luxe sighed softly, her grey eyes growing wide as Andy seemed to stir and then she could see one gorgeous blue eye open and stare at her through the curtain of black hair.

"Hmm..." He mumbled, his voice low and thick with sleep. Luxe's heart melted slightly-he was like a little kid when he was just waking up and it was hard not to fall hard for that.

"I-uh..." Luxe fumbled quietly, hoping that Andy would just roll over and go back to sleep. Instead he was now sitting up slowly, running a hand through his messy black hair before looking at her in the darkness.

"Luce? What's going on?" He asked sleepily and Luxe only bit down on her lip in deep thought.

"Uh...nothing." Luxe said, smiling in the dark and leaning in to place her lips against his. Andy moved away slightly, cocking one eyebrow at her before moving to turn the bedside light on. The dim glow lit up the room and Luxe squinted as she tried to let her eyes adjust.

"But you were sitting here talking to yourself." Andy said as he turned back to face her, letting the black cotton sheet fall from his chest. Luxe stared down at his bare chest, the small patch of light blonde hair matted down from sleep. His torso was beginning to become dotted with more and more tattoos, something that made him even more desirable to Luxe.

"Well I couldn't sleep..." She said slowly and Andy only smirked. He knew that feeling-that nervous energy that one got when a new album was about to come out.

"Nervous." It wasn't a question, but a statement and Luxe became very thrown off by it. Why would she be nervous? There was nothing to be nervous about...just stressed.

"What?" She asked, trying to keep her voice calm. Andy had a tendency to do that to her-assume he knew everything about her, especially when it came to her music career.

"I mean I get it...you girls bombed on the last album and this one could make or break your fanbase. The guys and I have never been there, but I've been nervous about an album release before. It'll be okay...now get some sleep." He said, dismissing her with a peck to the forehead before the light switched off and they were both bathed in total darkness.

What the fuck?

Who the fuck did this guy think he was?

Luxe could only sit there in the darkness, her entire body frozen in shock and she was sorely tempted to reached over, pull on one of Andy's ears until he begged her for mercy. Who the fuck did he think she was? Some rookie singer who was releasing a debut? No, she was going in to her third full length album and it was their best one yet. Not to mention the polls were in and a lot more people seemed to be looking forward to another Dolls record than they were a BVB one.

Silently Luxe tossed the covers off of herself and hissed as her feet met the cool floor. She was naked, but the curtains would keep out any peepers and Luxe only growled as she looked down at Andy while he slept. The temptation to shove him out of bed was real, but instead Luxe walked over to the wall beside the door-she would stun him with bright lights instead. Luxe shut her eyes as she flicked the switch and waited for the cursing.

"What the-Luce!" Andy growled and Luxe slowly opened her eyes to find Andy sitting up in bed, the covers still almost up to his chest.

"What the fuck is going on?!" Andy nearly screeched as he got out of bed, giving Luxe a long look at his naked body, before he flicked the light off and got back under the covers. Luxe wasn't having it and soon enough the light was back on.

"I'll tell you what's going on Andrew-I am not new at this whole music thing and I am also not nervous one bit about our album." Luxe said, crossing her arms as she stood across from him.
Andy was finding himself to be distracted by her naked body, but he could tell that Luxe was very far from being in the mood for anything having to do with being naked.

"Luxe..." He said, but stopped as she held up her hand and seemed to refuse to listen to a word he had to say.

"No. Andy, I'm done." She said simply, but he could see the tears in her eyes.

"Done...what do you mean done?" He asked, rising from the bed and going to her. He reached out for her, his hands gripping her arms gently as he tried to catch her eye. Luxe was avoiding him though-she wouldn't have the resolve to keep her word if she gazed in to those baby blues.

"I mean you have shut me out for the last time. I have stood by you, let you do what you needed to do when it came to your music and still...still you refuse to see that I need more from you." Luxe said as she walked around the room, reaching towards the floor for her robe. Andy stayed in the bed, dumbfounded as to what to say or do next.

"Luce-I..." He stopped as he watched her wrap the robe around her and head back towards the door.

"Andy I love you and I know you love me, but I need more and I don't know if you can give me that. I'm going to sleep out on the couch..." She said as she passed him on her way out, slamming the door shut behind her.


Andy stayed in the bed, his blue eyes filled with tears as the warning Char gave him a few weeks ago seemed to come true right in front of his eyes.

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