I Was So Bitter, Till You Came Along

I stared at Andy, watching as his eyes went wide when he realized what he said.

"You what?" I asked quietly, my voice shaking slightly.

"Oh my God, Casey," Andy muttered. He rolled off of me, standing up and running his hands through his hair. I sat up slowly, awkwardly letting out a sigh.

"Andy," I said, trying to catch his attention. He looked at me and shook his head, and he headed upstairs, leaving me there with my jaw slightly ajar. What in the world?

The front door opened, and Jake and Ashley walked through, closing the door behind them as they talked amongst themselves. I just continued to sit there with my mouth open, not knowing what to do.

"Hey, Casey... what's wrong?" Ashley asked. I looked at him, closing my mouth. I didn't know what to say.

"Did Andy do something? Man, if that fucker cheated, I swear-"

"No. No, shut up, Ashley. That's not what this is," I said. He nodded as I stood up. I met Jake's gaze, and he gave me a small wave.

"Then what happened?" He asked. I just turned the television off and sighed.

"Andy and I need to talk. Excuse me," I said, and I dismissed myself from their company, and I headed upstairs to Andy's room. I tried for his door, but it was locked, so I went through my room to the bathroom, finding that door locked too. I knocked on it gently.

"Baby. C'mon, open up. We need to talk about it," I said loud enough so he could hear. Eventually, he pulled the door open, and he let me in. I sat on his bed, watching as he placed back and forth.

"Damn it, Casey. I'm so sorry," he said. I shook my head.

"Don't be. It's okay. I'm not ready to say it back obviously, but I'm not gonna get mad at you because you said it," I told him.

"I know that, but we've been dating for three days. I shouldn't have even thought about saying it," he said.

"You've been thinking about saying it?" I asked.

"Fuck. I'm just gonna say it. I love you, Casey. I just do," he said. I bit my lip. This was too early. I wasn't ready for this.

"This is too much," I whispered, standing up and heading for the door. Andy grabbed my arm, however, making me stop.

"That wasn't a break up, was it?" He asked.

"No, it wasn't. I just need some space for a while to let it sink in, okay?" I asked. He nodded, and he pressed a quick kiss against my lips, and he let me go.

This was too complicated for me. Three days together and he's already telling me he loves me. What's next? A marriage proposal? No thanks.

I returned downstairs where Jake and Ashley were, and they both looked up at me.

"What happened?" Ashley asked.

"He told me he loves me," I said.

"You didn't say it back, did you?" He asked.

"No. I didn't," I replied, and I made sure I had my phone before heading outside. I walked down the street a ways before pulling it out of my pocket, and I called John. I glanced up at Andy's window, seeing him through it. I looked down at the ground, pacing back and forth.

"Casey?" He asked.

"Hi," my voice shook on the lonely syllable, and I placed my hand on my forehead.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I laughed as a stray tear rolled down my cheek.

"I don't know what to do, John. Andy told me he loves me, and we've only been dating for three days. I'm scared, because I don't want to fuck this up," I told him. I wiped under my eyes.

"I don't know what to tell you, sweetheart. Do you feel the same way?" He asked.

"Yeah, but not as strongly," I sniffed. He sighed.

"You called the wrong guy. Do you want some company?" He asked. Suddenly, my phone was being taken from me. I looked up, and Andy hung up, looking down at me.

"What the fuck?" I asked, reaching for my phone.

"Baby, you can't keep calling him when you have a problem," he said. A few fresh tears rolled down my cheeks, and I let out a sob.

"I know! But what am I supposed to do when you tell me you love me? Say it back when I'm not ready!?" I asked. Andy shook his head.

"No. I don't know why you're this upset. Honey, it was just a slip, okay? It's just three words," he said.

"Yeah, but it's three words that hold a lot of meaning. Those words tell me you want to marry me and have kids, but I... Andy I'm not ready," I said. He nodded.

"I know. I'm sorry. It was just a slip, okay? Can we move past it?" He asked. I nodded.

"Just hug me," I muttered, and he obliged, pulling me into his arms.

Notes

Eww. This chapter kind of sucks.

Enjoy! :)