Give love a second chance

My alarm rang, making me jump up. I turned it off, looking around. Richard was laying next to me, shirtless. I bit my lip at the thought of last night. To be honest, I regret it. But no one should know.
I took a shower and dressed in black jeans, and a purple button up. I put my hair up in a messy bun and walked to the kitchen.
I started making breakfast, before I left.
I grabbed my purse and left a small note on the table next to the breakfast plate. I grabbed my phone and walked out to my car. I went to Ihop, got some food for the guys.
“This is how to be a heartbreaker, boys they like a little danger!” I sang along to Marina and the Diamonds. I then arrived to the recording studio, where Jinxx said they’d be at. I parked and turned off the engine.
“Well for fuck’s sake!”
I heard Andrew inside. I rolled my eyes and walked inside.
“Morning to you all.” I smiled as I placed the food on the table.
"Morning Les!" CC shouted from the drum set. I smiled and waved at him.
“Where the hell have you been Leslie?!” Andy yelled.
“Have some breakfast Andrew, you need it.” I said.
“What is that on your neck?” He asked lifting my chin harshly. I slapped his hand off.
“What are you talking about?” I rolled my eyes. He lifted a chrome adornment and showed me.
“This!” He said, pointing at a mark on my neck. I gasped. Richard.
“Why do you care?”
“You left with Richard last night, the press saw it! Everyone is talking about you, Richard and I!”
“So?!”
“So?! Everyone knew we were together!”
“Well they should now know that you’re fucking your ex!”
“I never did!”
“Yes you did!”
“Both of you shut the hell up!” Ashley interrupted.
“I just want ten minutes of fucking peace! I’m sick and tired of you always fighting! Cut it off!” He said. I shook my head.
“I’m sorry Ash. I wanted to surprise you all with a breakfast, but I guess I can’t even do that.” I grabbed my purse and walked out.
“Leslie!” Andrew grabbed my arm.
“Let me go! What is your problem with me?! First Daniel now you?! Danny ruined my life! I’m trying to move on Andrew! Let me do that!”
“I can’t!”
“Why the hell not?!”
“Because I love you Leslie! And I want you to be my wife!” I looked away.
“Leave me alone.” I pushed him off and got in my car and drove away.

Andy's POV
I tried to stop Leslie, but tripped in the process. I sat up and watched as she left. I sighed looking down.
"You lost her man." I heard Jinxx walk up to me. I sniffed.
"I can't lose her. She means the world to me." I cried out. He rubbed my back.
"Did you mean what you said? About marrying her?" He asked. I nodded and took out a ring from my pocket.
"My dad used this for my mother when they got engaged." I sniffed. "I can’t lose her Jinxx, I just can't." I cried on his shoulder.
"Now, I don't know what else to tell you. You have to accept it. I'm sorry bro." He held me. I sniffed. He was right. I lost her.

Leslie's POV
I hate to hurt Andrew. I want to be with him again. But these trust issues kill me. I drove to the beach. It was about to rain, but it made the day even more beautiful. I sigh. I don’t know what to do.
I walked around the edge of the beach, my shoes off, the water hitting my feet. I needed this time. Time alone.
I need to know once and for all if I want to be with Andy. I sighed.
The answer is pretty fucking clear. I still love him. I'd do anything for him. As I walked, I felt something sharp on my foot. I winced and fell on my butt. I looked at my foot and saw a stream of blood running down. I then grabbed the glass that had stabbed me.
Suddenly, the image of me sliding the sharp glass across Andy's neck flashed before my eyes. I gasped and threw the glass.
N-nooo.
I shut my eyes hard, trying to make the image go away.
*DING! DING!*
I took out my phone from my pocket.
"LESLIE! COME TO THE HOUSE NOW!" Jinxx had texted me. I dialed his number quickly.
"Leslie!"
"What's going on Jinxx? Is everything okay?"
"It's Andy!"
"What?"
"He drove away, but he didn't look stable enough to drive!"
"Where is he?!"
"I dont know!"
"Doesn't Leslie have him on GPS?" I heard Ashley ask. I hung up and went to my GPS. I saw his car. He was here. In the same beach. I looked around, looking for a sign of him anywhere.
After looking for ten minutes, there he was. He was sitting on the sand. A bottle of whiskey in hand. Pain was written all across his face. He was looking out in the beach. As if contemplating pain.
"Andy?" I called out. He slowly lifted his chin seeing me.
"I'm sorry." He whispered out.

Notes

Cliffhanger! Also, I might be ending this story already :(