Rose's POV:

*time skip - a few weeks later*

Andy and I had successfully patched up our rocky relationship, and we were back to dating, choosing to ignore my parents outrageous and childish behaviour; should be able to date and love whoever I want. The only obstacle in our way was my education, which really wasn't that important. I had never been a dedicated dancer, and as of right now, school just seemed like too much work when i could be in LA with Andy.

Andy and I had a long talk about that a couple days ago, bot of us confessing our reasoning behind our opposite opinions. Andy wanted me to stay in school because he never went further than high school, and he just wants me to get the full experience, plus he also knew Juilliard had been my dream long before I met him, which i calmly explained to him that dreams change. I had done a lot of thinking regarding my position in New York, and I can honestly say it has probably been one of the most challenging decisions to make. But it is up to me, and I can't really see myself pursuing a career in dance, so it was just wasting my time an money. Plus I still had no idea what i wanted to do with my life, so I'd rather be out in the world, living and enjoying my life until i figure out just what I want to do.

So I dropped out.

And if i didn't then, I would've had to later.

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Andy ran his fingers absentmindedly through my hair while I snuggled closer to his bare chest, gently pressing my lips to his tattoo and tracing the outline. He grinned and kissed my cheek, propping himself up on one elbow and peering down at me. I giggled as he gazed at me, and i childishly buried my head under the covers, hiding from his intense gaze. Andy chuckled, his chest vibrating with his laughter, and he promptly began tickling my sides, making me squirm and gasp.

"Andy!" I squealed, "stop!" I laughed, trying to shuffle away from his grasp.

His response was a grin, and he pulled me closer to his warm body, keeping me locked in his embrace. I sighed against his chest, breathing in his familiar scent. This was truly bliss; I don't know how I was ever able to live without this, without him, for even a day. The best part was, Christmas was just a few weeks away, and Andy had asked for me to stay for the holiday, considering I was now avoiding my overbearing parents and brother. It was going to be the best holiday ever!

My happy thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a slight gnawing in the pit of my stomach, followed by the feeling of nausea creeping up on me, and I felt the sudden urge to throw up. i pulled away from Andy hastily, covering my mouth with one hand and clutching my stomach with the other, before bolting out of the room and making a mad-dash to the bathroom.

Andy, despite with obvious confusion, was quick to follow and held back my hair as I puked, letting out a groan at my now painful, empty stomach. I offered my lovely boyfriend a sympathetic smile as I brushed my teeth twice and gargled with mouthwash three times when a thought struck me.

Andy didn't use a condom.

Shit.

Notes

well, story is really beginning now lol
and i just realized that ad set up this so that Rose and Andy could be together for x-mas, but damn that was so long ago!!!


qotd: Fav holiday??


Mine is New Year's eve tbh