Save Me From Myself
A Song For You
Wow he drove home fast.
Confusion washed over me, and I couldn't help but ask. I nudged his arm.
"Andy? You okay? What's the rush?!"
He didn't take his eyes off the road, but a wicked grin appeared on his lips. He took one hand off the steering wheel and took my hand. He intertwined our fingers.
"Don't worry, you're gonna love it! I hope at least."
I tilted my head, even more confused than before. "So you're not gonna tell me what's going through your head?"
This made him chuckle. "Nope!"
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Before I knew it, we had pulled into Andy's driveway. Questions kept rushing through my head. What had happened? Why did we drive home so quickly?
I couldn't have been in thought for more than a few seconds before Andy pulled open the passenger door and held out his hand.
"Hurry up!" He urged, "before I forget!"
Still horribly confused, I took his hand. Quickly, Andy pulled me up, and dragged me to the front door.
Wasting no time, he threw open the door and ran `inside. I clumsily followed after him. I thought he would go into the living room or kitchen, but instead, he opened the basement door and sprinted down the staircase. I tried to keep up.
When I reached the bottom, I looked over to see that Andy had grabbed an acoustic guitar, and was now sitting on a stool. He was lowly humming and silently fingering through chords. "Andy...?" I asked as I pulled up a chair beside him.
"Just listen," he murmered, and with that, he started lightly strumming. His voice blended sweetly with the music as he started to sing.
I like your smile
But even introductions need to last a while
Sometimes I don't know if I'm right or wrong,
And in the end it seems like everything is worse when you're gone
There is no upper hand I'm giving you mine
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time,
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time
There's things that I could say
But here in my way I want to let you know, that it's all okay...
Andy's eyes were now closed, but his fingers continued to dance along the neck of the guitar.
So there you are Mistakenly mistaken for a deeper scar
A hole in your heart, and the same for me
Is everything you touch keeping you down
Or setting you free?
There is no upper hand I'm giving you mine
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time,
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time
There's things that I could say
But here in my way I want to let you know, that it's all okay...
Shelter my eyes from the sun
And wait for the birds to fly by
Trying to reach everyone and know what you're feeling inside
Deep in my head now it's like a dream goodbye...
Without warning, I felt my eyes water. I held my hands to my heart. Andy's voice became even softer, and he strummed the strings so light it was just able to be heard. He finished up song.
There is no upper hand I'm giving you mine
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time,
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time
There's things that I could say
But here in my way I want to let you know, that it's all okay...
(Author's note: YES I know Andy didn't write this. I just thought it was a cute song c: the original song is called "Okay" By BackHouse Mike. But for the story, we're pretending Andy made it up. Just roll with it xD.)
Everything was quiet.
Andy didn't say a word. He set down the guitar, and rested his arms inbetween his legs, hands folded. He then looked up at me.
"Oh god!" His eyes shot open and he jumped out of his chair. He kneeled down in front of me and took my hands. He lightly laughed. "It wasn't supposed to make you cry!"
I started to laugh with him, and tears streamed down my face as I squeezed his hands that were wrapped around mine.
"They're tears of happiness!" I stopped to catch my breath. "Andy that was...so beautiful!"
His eyes softened, and a warm grin spread across his face.
"And," I asked, "you wrote that?"
He nodded. "Ya. I started writing it when I was with Juliet, but I could never get past the first chourus. But when I saw you in my lap, so happy, and so sweet. You inspired me."
He stopped to wipe one of the many tears from my eyes. "I finally found the right words..."
"Andy..." was all I was able to say. I was speechless.
His grin grew as his hand rested on my cheek. He rested his forehead against mine like he always did, then slowly, our lips connected.
We had just started to kiss when a thought popped into my head.
"Andy!" I broke away. "You have to perform this at your next show! You have to continue this. Music video, performances, everything! Everyone should hear this amazing song."
He pursed his lips. "I don't know," he thought aloud, "I thought it could... kind of be our song."
I smiled and kissed his cheek. "It'll always be our song. But I totally understand."
Andy rose his eyebrows. "No. You're right. I want everyone to hear the song, and I want everyone to know that you and I are together."
"Really?!" I was shocked, even happier than before.
He chuckled. "Really. I'll sing it at the next show."
"That's amazing!" I gave him another kiss on his cheek. "Wait," I suddently got nervous, "when is your next show."
"A little less than 2 weeks."
"Will I be coming?"
He pulled me in for a tight hug. "Of course. I couldn't leave without my princess."
I giggled, and moved my arms so they were wrapped around his neck.
After a while, I leaned back, and placed a light kiss on his lips.
This caught him off guard, but then he smiled my favorite half-smile, and kissed me back.
"So," I asked, "can I hear that song again?"
He chuckled, stood up, and sat back down on the stool. He picked up his guitar, and winked. "Anytime you want." Then, he started strumming.
you should totally continue, this story is amazing! its one of my favorites!
4/21/15