Happy Little Pill

The room was stuffy and my arm itched. Andy sat next to me and we were facing Dan. He had the song Andy and I wrote in his hand and he was reading it over.

"I like it," he finally said and a smile broke on my face.

"Really?" Andy seemed surprised.

"Yeah, it's a lot like They Don't Need to Understand, but it's more raw. Might I ask who it's about?" Dan asked and Andy looked at me with nervous eyes.

"It took me forever to get emotion out of him, I don't think now's a good time to say who his songs are written about," I said.

"That's fine, I want to start recording this as soon as possible, and maybe Sadee here would like to sing on it with you," Dan looked from Andy to me and I looked at him.

"Whoa, I am a writer, not a performer," I said.

"Fine, we can do the official version with just Andy, but we can do an alternate version with both of you," Dan said.

"As long as it never gets released," I said.

"Whatever, keep writing, I want more," Dan said and then left the room. I looked at Andy and he sighed.

"You heard him, let's get writing," I said.

"Sadee, that song took us a week and a half to write, I'm not sure how far we are going to get," he said.

"We will get songs written, you just need to let loose," I said.

"So do you," he said.

"What? No I don't," I chuckled and he gave me a look.

"Let's get drinks tonight, my treat," Andy said.

"Andy, we have to work tomorrow," I said.

"So crash at my place tonight, I'm pretty sure Colton won't mind," Andy said as he stood.

"I don't care what Colton thinks," I said.

"Are you guys still going through a rough patch?" Andy asked and I sighed. Over the last two weeks, Colton and I, have grown apart. He is super focused on his articles and I am still pissed at him for associating me with my mother.

"Earth to Sadee," Andy waved his hand in my face and I looked at him.

"Yeah, we are," I said sourly and Andy's eyes got wide.

"You've been staying at your apartment, right?" Andy asked.

"Yeah, Colton has been MIA though," I said.

"Well, he is a dumb ass for pissing you off," Andy said and we walked down the hallway.

"What about you and Juliet?" I asked.

"She is going on tour starting Friday and she wants nothing to do with me," he said and once we got outside he lit a cigarette.

"Are you guys broken up?" I asked. He shrugged and leaned against the wall.

"I have no idea, she just stopped talking to me," he said and I watched him. He looked hurt and confused and conflicted all at the same time.

"Write about it," I said. He looked at me and squinted in the sunlight.

"Why do you always say that?" He chuckled and I smiled.

"It's the only way we'll get a song out of you. You tell me your problems and I tell you to write about it," I said.

"So should I just write about it and not tell you?" He asked.

"That is not what I said, keep telling me your problems and I'll tell you mine," I said and he smirked. To be completely honest, him smoking a cigarette should be a turn off, but it's actually really attractive on him.

"Come back to my place and we'll do a writing session, or watch movies, or talk," Andy said. I shrugged and we both walked to my car and got in. I had picked Andy up this morning because he didn't want to drive, that lazy bastard. I began driving towards Andy's house and as we got closer I saw a multitude of cars outside his place and then I watched as Juliet walked across the front lawn and into the house.

"What the hell?" I heard Andy mutter beside me as I parked. He immediately climbed out of the car and walked across the street.

"What the hell is going on?" Andy called out and I climbed out of my car.

"I'm getting my shit Andy," I heard Juliet say.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because I am done with you, that is why. Oh and I have a tour to be on," she answered back and I climbed the driveway and stopped at the top.

"Is this the slut you've been cheating with?" She asked Andy and he looked at me and then back at Juliet.

"What the fuck? She's my writing partner that Dan hired! I would cheat on you," Andy said to her and she gave him a look.

"Well, I'm done, I'm moving out and I don't ever want to see you again," she said and then walked back into the house. It was a pathetic fight but Andy looked broken. He was on the verge of tears, or screaming, not quite sure which. He stood there on the grass, staring at the front door. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Andy, are you okay?" I asked. He continued staring at the door and then Juliet came back out and walked right past us. I heard a car door close and then the cars left. Andy just stood there. He is not taking this well. I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a hug, which was kind of awkward because I shorter than him. Next thing I knew he dropped his head into my shoulder/neck and I felt his whole body begin to spaz. He was crying. I rubbed his back and then realized we were still outside.

"Come on Andy, let's go inside," I said and pulled him towards the house. It was killing me inside to see him crying like that. He has always been so strong and carefree and sarcastic, seeing him like this was devastating. I had him sit on the couch while I went to the kitchen to grab some juice for him to drink. I know he wants alcohol at this moment, but we can do that later. I walked back in by him and he had his head in his hands and he was sobbing, like literally sobbing.

"Andy," I said and set the juice down to go hug him. When I wrapped my arms around him he turned and shifted his body so he was hugging me back. We sat like that for a long time before I realized he fell asleep. I carefully and quietly shifted him so he was laying on the couch instead of me. I decided now was a good time to grab something to eat from the kitchen. When I walked into the kitchen I heard someone knock on the door. A worried expression came on my face, what if it's Juliet? As I walked to the door they knocked again. I opened the door and saw, I think, one of Andy's bandmates. He was standing there with his hair in a ponytail and he looked at me.

"Is Andy here?" He asked.

"Um, yeah, but now's not really a good time for him," I said.

"What happened?" He asked.

"You're one of his bandmates, right?" I asked. The guy nodded.

"Ashley, what happened?" He introduced himself but his face was still worried.

"Juliet just broke up with him and left," I said. His eyes got wide and he sighed.

"Who are you, if you don't mind me asking," Ashley asked and I swallowed.

"Well, I was hired by Dan, the manager of the whole Andy Black project thing to help Andy write songs, and I guess we became good friends," I said and he nodded.

"So you're Sadee," he smiled.

"How do you know my name?" I asked.

"Andy has talked about you once or twice," he said. I nodded.

"But yeah, he's sleeping right now after like a half hour of crying, hence this wet spot on my shirt," I chuckled as I realized my shirt was wet. He laughed and nodded.

"That's fine, tell him that Ashley stopped by," he said and then walked away. I closed the door and went back into the kitchen. I don't know why, but I have this feeling that things are going to get even more complicated.

Notes

New chapter. So I decided to show a vulnerable state of Andy, and I feel bad. I was listening to Lost It All by BVB while writing this chapter, so the sadness is real. If anyone has any suggestions for things to happen, tell me! I will include them and give you credit! Thank you for reading! Oh and things might being to get spicy and heated between a few characters.....