We Don't Belong

Andy's POV:

Rose's words from last night have been bothering me all day. She doesn't know what it is we are, but to be fair, neither do I. I have strong feelings for her... Hell, I may even love her! But what if she doesn't feel the same way about me? She said she likes me, but what about love?

It's probably selfish of me to expect for her to love me back, I mean she's still technically in high school. A minor.... Fuck. I guess I forgot about that. But I can't just forgot about her until she's legal. What if she meets an amazing guy her age and falls in love with him? I can't take that risk. A dick move, but I've probably done worse. Like making out with a high school student? Fuck my life.

But what if she only likes me, not love? A simple, "high school" crush? Can she see us ever going anywhere? What about when she graduates? It's her dream to go to Juilliard, I can't take that away from her. But I can't live without her either... Fuck this is hard!

The guys are looking at me like I'm crazy, and not ready for warped tour. And honestly, I'm not. Warped is the last place I want to right now, with all the guys there... God dammit! Can I not go one minute without thinking about her?

I don't think I would be able to perform a set without knowing that she's backstage, waiting for me with a smile on her face. Without being certain that every guy at Warped knows that she's mine, and only mine.

"Dude you look stressed." My thoughts are interrupted as Jake takes a seat beside me.
"Girl problems I suppose," I mutter.
Ashley laughs and puts a hand on my shoulder, "girls are easy man. Just be like, emotional and all that crap for a day and you're golden." Only Ashley could give somewhat good advice while sounding like a dick.

"Andy?" A small voice asks quietly, "can we talk?"
My attention is redirected towards the petite beauty standing on the doorway to the bunks.

"Yeah, sure." I stand and walk towards her, only to have her disappear behind the door.
"In the back lounge, maybe?"

I nod and reach out to hold her hand in my own. Rose moves her hand away, pretending to not notice my gesture, and brushes a stray of red hair away from her porcelain face. Like she's deliberately avoiding contact from me. I shake the thought from my head as we reach the back room.

I sit on one of the sofas while Rose kicks the door shut with her foot. She then stands awkwardly beside the door, fiddling with her fingers.

"So, what'd you want to talk about?" I break the awkward silence.
She drops her hands and goes to sit beside me on the sofa. "I really don't want to come across as a bitch, but it has to be asked. What are we? Are we dating? Are you my boyfriend? I don't want to be one of those girls, who get led on only to have their heart crushed."

I knew this was coming. But I just don't know what to say. it's not a one-sided relationship, I can't be the only one to take our relationship to the next level. I just wish I had an answer to her questions, but since I don't, I stay silent.

"Okay, I get it now." Rose abruptly stands up, tears threatening to spill, "I mean, I should've predicted this right? You're an adult, I'm just a kid." She yanks the door open, and turns around, tears running down her beautiful face. "Can you at least do me a favour? Can you just forget about the kiss? Actually no, just forget about everything that happened between us." And with that, she fled, leaving me alone and confused as hell.

Notes

Short chappie I know :(

so, they broke up! Or not really since the weren't actually dating....

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