We'll figure it out

at ashleys, i act as if nothing happened with andy and try talking to him, but he gives me the cold shoulder. i go into the kitchen, grab one of ashleys hard liquor, and go up stairs.
locking myself in the bathroom, i take the top off, chugging it back,, and wincing as the booze burns mmy troat. i like the feal of the buzz that starts up in my brain, my muscles start feeling loose, and relaxed. i drink more, and more, until everything about andy fades away. i forget how his blue eyes make me feel, how his deep voice makes the butterflies in my tummy fly when he sings.i foret that i had sex with him, i forget that he doesnt care, and i was a one night stand. and i forget, just how much that boy means to me.
''mirnada?'' a voice said on the other side of the door
''yea?'' i called back
''you okay?'' it was andy.
'' peachey babe!'' i say, whipping open the bathroom door with the bottle still in my hand
''have you been drinking this whole time?''
'' you lookiing for another fuck? sorry, but im closed''
'' what are you talking about?''
'' you screwed me!" i yell
'' would you shut up?!" he said, pulling me into the bedroom, and closing the door
''im not some fucking slut for you to fool around with Andrew!'' i take another sip of booze, but he yanks it from my hand.'' you fucking took advantage of me when i was drunk!''
'' you dont knnow what you are fucking talking about you little bitch!!'' he yelled, at the top of his lung. i didnt hesitate to slap him
'' i think you are the one who has no clue here andy'' i said quietly, stepping dangerously close to him, so close i could smell his leather and ciggerate sent.
'' then enlighted me, will you'' he whispered
'' i cant...''
'' you cant what?''
'' kiss you'' he didnt wait a beat before he had ttaken my head between his hands, and kissed me. it was a sweet kiss, but powerful. i didnt want it to end.
i wrapped my arms around his neck, his dropped around my waist, pulling me closer. i push him untill he hhad fallen onto the bed, and reconnected our lips. he rolled me onto my back, and started kissing down my neck. thats when what i was doing hit me
''stop, andy stop, fucking stop!'' i said, almost yelling, as i pushed him off of me
''whta? whats wrong?'' he asked breathless
'' whats wrong?! whats wrong is that my brother, and one of your best friends is downstairs. do you know how much this would kill him?''
'' do you know how much not kissing you kills me? dont you fucking get it? last night didnt happen because we were drunk, it happened because we are two people who really want to be together. forget cc, forget everyone. what would you want?''
'' to be happy''
''would i make you happy?''
''just go andy.'' i said quietly. andy brushed away a tear that staained my cheeck, kissing my forehead gently '' no'' i said, pushing him away
''miranda, come on''
''no, andy. we cant do this here, what if one of the guys found us?'' i walked out, going downstairs, but i stopped dead in my tracks as my eyes landed on juliet
'' andy!'' she smiled, kissing him deeply and forr a long time
'' dragonfly...'' he laughed
''sorry, just cant help myself'' i didnt want to sit there, and watch andy make out with another girl
''ash, can i invite my friend jarrod? please?'' i asked
''yea sure go ahead''
i texted jarrod and ased him to come, and he did. i made sure that i kissed jarrod right in front of andy.

Notes

are you guys for or agaisnt andy and miranda dating? who do you think is better, jarrod or andy? let me know :)