Chapter songs:
Stay - Rihanna
Sad, Beautiful, Tragic - Taylor Swift
The Edge of Tonight - All Time Low

Nikki's POV:

I clutch tightly onto Andy's jacket sleeve, silently pleading for him to stay with me, to stay here. But alas, we both knew that he would eventually have to go back to Los Angeles, for both his career and to clear up any ties that he made there that he probably shouldn't of. I know that either way, we would've had to be apart again, but after we started dating again, everything just seems too real, time going by way too quickly. It's not fair, but then again, when is life ever fair?

He soothingly rubs my back, our heads resting against one another as we share a pair of earphones. I'm practically sitting in his lap, ignoring all the dirty and disapproving looks mother's are giving me. Seriously tough, when did people become so judgemental? Like geez, take a chill pill, or maybe some cocaine.

"Babe?"

I perk up instantly at his deep voice, "hmm?"

He shifts me on his lap, brushing back my dark hair with a small smile, "my flight was just called, baby. I have to go board now."

I whimper in reply and snuggle further into his arms, breathing in the scent that is distinctly Andy. I am really going to miss him when he goes back to California, I mean we have never had to do long-distance because we were broken up. Now that we're back together, will things actually work out? I really hope so.

I reluctantly stand up, and he is quick to intertwine our hands together as he makes his way to the gate, handing the lady his passport and plane ticket. I shuffle on my feet awkwardly, wanting nothing more than for him to just stay.

He pulls me to the side, allowing for other passengers to pas him as we say our last goodbye. I sniffle slightly, doing my best to hold back tears but it proves to be incredibly difficult under his beautiful, blue gaze.

Andy swiftly envelopes me in a tight hug, pulling me flush to his chest so that he can rest his head on my shoulder, burying his head in the crook of my neck. I react similarly, crying softly against his strong chest.

"Shh, baby, no years, okay? Don't cry, Nikki, I won't be gone that long, I promise. i love you," He murmurs gently, wiping my tears away with the pad of his thumb.

I nod, biting at my now raw lip once again. It has really become a bad habit since Andy has reentered my life. "I love you too, don't go forgetting me in LA, okay?"

He shakes his head and chuckles slightly, "silly girl, I could never forget you. I love you too much, remember?"

His endearing statement practically makes my heart swoon and bring son a new wave of tears that attempt to fight off for as long as possible; I don't want Andy to feel guilty for leaving when he actually has to.

"Last call for flight 982, leaving for LAX airport in Los Angeles, California."

Andy smiles sadly at me before he brings me into his arms once more, this time connecting our lips together for a loving, tender kiss. It lasts only a couple seconds before it regretfully ends and he has to board the plane. As he walks through the gate, he pauses and turns around to wave as I blow him a pretend kiss, which he romantically feigns catching. I grin like an idiot at his sweet gesture as he disappears from my sight.

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The hours following Andy's departure hurt more than our goodbye. I feel a sudden emptiness that just seems like t could go on forever - the unmistakable void that is Andy's disappearance. I miss him, which is kinda sad in retrospect, considering the fact that he has been gone for barely a day.

I'm currently swamped by a marathon of Friends when the doorbell rings and i groan. Why can't i just be by myself and wallow in my sadness? Is that too much to ask?

For a while, i just ignore it, hoping that whoever wants to bother me will simply go away, but unfortunately for me, they are rather persistent. I grumble and curse under my breath as I make my way to the endlessly ringing door, already having prepared a rant for the lucky person on the other side of the door.

I frown when I open it, revealing a somber looking Alex. "Alex? What's wrong? What are you doing here?"

He runs a hand anxiously through his tousled hair before his eyes lock with mine. "I- Lisa and I, we broke up." He confesses.

My heart goes out to him, and I immediately pull him into a tight, comforting hug, which is somewhat difficult due to our extreme height difference (but is not as bad or severe as andy and I's). I rub his back as he leans heavily on me, his breathing ragged and rough. I pull as awkwardly away from the front door and somehow manage to kick the door firmly shut as well.

When Alex pulls away, I get a bette look at his facial features and suppress a gasp.He looks horrendous, like he hasn't had a proper rest in days, and his chin is stubbled in facial hair; his eyes are red and appear glassy, as well as his colouring just looks.. off. My heart breaks a little at how bad my best friend loos, and there's basically nothing that i can do to fix things between him and Lisa.

I grab his hand in mine and pull him over to the living room, pushing aside the pile of blankets and pillows and seating him down quickly whole rummage around to make him some tea and a sandwich. He puts his head in his hands as his shoulders begin to shake rather violently, and I am quick to comfort him.

I pull him into my arms once again, threading my fingers softly through his messy brown hair, which is surprisingly soft.

We stay in this position for a while, neither of us moving, barely breathing, even. Alex hesitantly sits up, and our eyes meet. His brown irises reflect too many emotions to count, but one is prominent: confusion.

I furrow my brows at this, but shrug it off as maybe he's just confused about his ruined relationship with his long-term girlfriend. What I don't expect is for him to lean forward, and for our lips to touch.


Andy's POV:

The flight to LA was in one word, brutal.

After leaving a heart-broken Nikki, I was placed in a seat towards the back, squished between tow loud black women who had no association with one another, yet somehow managed talk for the entire flight. To make make matter's worse, there were three crying babies on the flight as well as a handful of bratty kids, constantly boxing with my chair. I swear, I was going to rip off the little shit's legs when I thought of my baby at home. She loves children, and would be so pissed at me if I ever yelled at a child, so I bit my tongue all the while thinking of how whipped i am, but I actually like it.

All I wanted was to go back to my shitty apartment, and go to sleep, after Skyping Nikki, of course. But while I was away, I think I forgot one major detail about my certain, shitty apartment - my roommate.

The moment i stepped through the door, the distinct smell of cigarettes, weed and god knows what else filled the room, and mixed together, was strong enough to make me gag. I coughed a couple times before Danny actually appeared, and damn, did he look pissed, also amused, might I add.

"Hey," I muttered dryly, turning my back to him and going to my room, wanting nothing more than peace and quiet for when I talked to my beautiful girl.

"Fucking hell, where the fuck have you been, Andy?"

"Out," I reply with a slight smirk.

He rolls his eyes and flips me off, rummaging through the fridge, pulling out a pack of beers. "So you just decided to leave?"

"Why is this sounding like something my girlfriend would get mad at me about? Dude, I was out of town, drop it."

His eyes narrow as I realize my mistake: Danny was never a fan of my dating Nikki, I wonder how he'll react to this.

"So, you're back together with the slut? No surprise there, what'd she do this time? Suck off your cock a couple times?" He sneers, and my blood boils.

How fucking dare he talk about Nikki like that. She is the sweetest, purest girl I will ever meet, and she love me against all odds. He better watch his fucking tongue if he wants to keep his balls.

"Fuck off," I spit, "it's none of your business, so stay out of it."

His smirk grows as he takes a step towards me, and I ca practically smell the number of drugs an alcohol on his breath already. Fucking addict.

"Fuck, this girl must be pretty special of you get so defensive, huh Biersack? Or maybe she's just that good at sucking cock? I guess I'll have to pay this whore a visit if she's so good. Or better yet, how about I get some of my old friends to visit her, yeah?" He taunts further.

I resist the temptation to pound his face in as I clench my fist tightly; fucking prick is all talk, he wouldn't hurt her, would he?

"You leave her alone, got it? You lay even one finger on her and I will blind you," I threaten, but the bastard's smirk simply grows even more.

"Looks like I found your weak spot, eh, Biersack?" He chuckles darkly as he retreats back to his room, shutting the door with a satisfying slam.

I let out a roar of frustration as I bring my fist down against the dry wall, fighting the urge to knock Danny's teeth out. How was I ever friends with him? I need to find a new place to live now I guess. Better than living with that fucking prick though.

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Nikki doesn't respond when I try calling her, which makes my anxiety and annoyance grow even more. Danny wouldn't actually hurt her, but he is really wasted... fuck.

I decide to just go to sleep, wanting for this awful day to end. I toss and turn all night long, feeling the absence of Nikki's small body pressed up against me even more. My heart aches for her, and I want nothing more than for her to be pressed up against me.

Notes

long chapter, so you're welcome ;)
drama central here we come!!
so alex broke up with lisa, and then kissed nikki? and now danny is acting like an even bigger asshole than usual.. interesting.

qotd: should I do song suggestions / songs that relate to the chapter from now on?