Why me

I woke up and Andy was on his laptop. "Morning beautiful" "Morning Andy" He turned around and kissed me running his hand down to my stomach. "Andy, i want to keep it" He smiled and kissed me holding me tight. My stomach lurched and I ran into the bathroom. As I was being sick, Andy walked in he held my hair back and stroked my back. "It's going to be ok" "I HATE THIS" Andy pulled me into him. "We'll get through this" I pulled back. "Will we Andy? Cause you are going to hate this just as much as me" He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Don't do this Charlie not now" "What tell the truth, you will be coming home at 4 in the morning drunk everyday soon" "I won't do that to you" "Oh no cause your Andy the guy that does everything right" "I should've stayed on tour, I wouldn't have to deal with you and John threatening me that I will be kicked out the band" "That's your problem Andy, and you saying that tells me you don't love me" "Of course I love you Charlie" He pulled me into a hug again and I didn't pull back. "Im sorry just hormones" Andy nodded and I saw his eyes cloud over, a tear slipped out and I wiped them away. "I wish you wouldn't say I don't love you" He looked down at me. "Andy I know you Love me, you would left when you first met me if you didn't" He laughed and kissed me softly. "I'll take you to the doctors tomorrow"

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