Something More?

After my ‘date’ with Andrew, things pretty much went back to normal. I resumed work on my thesis statement and got it finished and turned in with time to spare. In the blink of an eye it was time for me and Ai to graduate and move on with our lives. She planned to start a business here in LA, but I wasn’t really sure what I was going to do. I have plenty of options but none that really appeal to me. These depressing thoughts plagued me during my graduation ceremony.
Then I noticed the swarm of girls crowding a not at all inconspicuous man in black leather at the back of the crowd. Why is Andrew here? No, better yet what did he expect to happen when he came here? I didn’t get a chance to talk to the thick skulled musician until after the ceremony.
I pushed through the crowd around Andrew and grabbed his arm, dragging him after me. “Come with me.” Soon we had lost the fangirls and gotten to a secluded part of the campus. “Why are you here and why didn’t you prepare to be swarmed?!”
“I’m here to see you and I didn’t prepare to be swarmed because I was wearing a disguise.” He gestured to the sun glasses that still sat over his eyes.
I grabbed them off his face. “Sunglasses do not count as a disguise! Get a brain and come back later.”
“Wait, I wanted to talk, you got a sec?” I sighed and agreed to sit down and talk with him.
We went to a nearby cafe, finding a nice nook to sit in. I sipped my coffee and stared suspiciously at Andrew. He settled in and took a bite of the cookie he had gotten.
“So I was wondering…” He took a second to swallow before continuing. “Have you completely given up?”
“Given up on what?”
Andrew shot me a n annoyed glare. “You know exactly what, your goal to travel the world and be free.” I glanced down, either unwilling or unable to answer, I don’t know which. “That’s what I thought. In that case I’m abducting you.” I raised an eyebrow at the man. “Yup, you're coming on tour with me. After all, this clutz could use a doc every now and then.”
“Oh, haha. very funny. Give the ‘damsel in distress’ false hope. Classy, Andrew, classy.”
“No, I’m completely serious. Would you like to become one of the staff for my band? You would basically be a travelling paramedic. You did say that you have an MD, right?”
“Yes, I have an MD, but would that really be wise? Do you guys really need to pay out of pocket for a paramedic to travel with you?”
“Please, I broke three fucking ribs on stage. If that isn’t reason enough then I can give you more: my understanding is that you have a PhD in psychology in addition to you're MD.”
“As of today I do.”
“Well then you can act as a therapist/counselor as well. This isn’t necessarily limited to just the band, you would be extending your aid to anyone that the touring manager asks you to help.”
“You're serious?” He nodded. “Do you even have the authority to offer me this position?”
“Nope, but the touring manager does and I already talked to him and the entire band. They’re all cool with you coming on tour with us, and some of them even think I would benefit it as well. So, Celestia, what do you say.”
“I say that if this is a prank you will curse the day you were conceived… And yes. Yes, I would love to go on tour with you and your band and see the world and help people. This is an opportunity that I didn’t even realise I was looking for. Thank you Andrew.” I gave him a tight hug then pulled back and looked into his crystal blue eyes.
I didn’t see any hint of deception or trickery, only affection and sincerity. He fixed everything for me, and all I did was call him back. A smile formed on my lips as I leaned against his chest, happy to just sit like that for a little while.

Notes

Couple things: 1 I just got my brain back and remembered that I had forgotten to link to polyvore in chapter 6, so I fixed that. and 2 thanks for the comments, keep them coming ;) Enjoy.