Please just be a prank, please just be a prank, please just be a prank

I hammered my fingers against the kitchen counter as I impatiently waited for Andy to pick up. It must be a prank. Right?

"Hi honey!"

"Did you just call me honey?" I asked, giggling.

"Yeah. Did it upset you?"

"No, not at all. It was sweet. Anyways, I need to ask you something, it's quite important."

"Yeah, sure, anything."

"Did you send me a handwritten letter without any return adress saying you're after me and, I quote, "You haven't seen the last of me"? Because if so, it's not fucking funny." I said, trying to keep calm.

"Why would I want to send you that? I was just scared the shit out of a similar situation myself! It's not something to joke about!"

"Well, who could've sent it?"

"I don't know. I'll come over as soon as I've taken a shower. There's no need of being scared, I got you."

"Okay. I love you Andy."

"Love you too Iris."

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Andy's P.O.V.

I never realized how attached and how bound to her I really was until we were apart. For every second that went, I missed her even more. There was something so intoxicating about her, and for every single second that we spent together, the more difficult it was for me to leave her. I guess this is what true love feels like.

I jumped straight into the shower, letting the cold water pour through my black hair. The bandage over my right shoulder slowly got soaked in water and the few drops that actually reached my skin stung like a motherfucker. It felt good though. Atleast I got clean.

I thought about who could've sent her the letters. Maybe it was Ashley or CC trying to play an ill-timed joke on Iris. Maybe it was one of my exes who'd gone crazy and stalked her. Or maybe it was a complete stranger. The third one scared me the most. Or could it be the man in the combat boots? The one who tried to kill me and shot me in the arm? It couldn't be. He had been arrested.

I stepped out of the shower, dried my hair and body and got dressed while rushing to the car. Nothing did I want more right now than to be with Iris.

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Iris' P.O.V.

I had read the letter over and over again several times the past few minutes and it didn't get more settling at all. Infact, I got more and more scared by it, which I guess is understandable. Someone was stalking me.

I tried calling Jenna about the instance. She wasn't too worried about it, mainly because she was assuming it was a joke. Her feelings would probably have changed if I had told her about this morning, but I didn't want to. What had happened was strictly between me and Andy, and I had no reason to tell anyone else. I was embarrased enough already, and I felt guilty about the instance.

The door bell rang and I greeted Andy with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Alright, so what happened?" He said, clearly refering to the letter. We had gone upstairs and were now sitting on my bad.

"I'm not sure. All I know is that I found this letter in my mailbox. "

I'm after you, Iris. I'm looking for you. You haven't seen the last of me.

Andy looked confused after reading the letter.

"I don't recognize the handwriting, so that's...bad? Or is it a good thing?"

"Bad. Most likely bad." I responded, worried for my own safety.

"I'm so tired of all of this. I finally get to be with someone I love and then I constantly have to worry about her and my own safety." He stood up, looking like he was going to be angry.

"Andy, if you want me to leave, then just say it. But say it now. Don't come saying that to me when I'm already attached enough not to be able to imagine a future without you. And considering how hard a fast I am falling, you don't have much time."

"Please don't ever think that, Iris! Don't ever think that I want you to leave! It hurts me to see you leave, every single time. It's just...I wish I didn't have to think."

"Then don't think. Just think about what we are doing, right now, this moment." I said, kissing his lips. He kissed me back, and I preceeded to slowly unbutton his shirt, our lips connected. I traced my kisses further down his neck an eventually reaching his chest. Andy pulled my shirt over my head, revealing the body I was so self-conscious about. His hands traced up and down my ribcage as he started kissing my neck, more passionately than ever before, occasionally sucking or biting the tender skin. He threw his shirt on the floor and gently pushed me down so that I was lying down on the bed and I let out a soft moan as his lips kissed my collarbone.

"I want you Andy." I whispered. He smiled at me as he gently pulled down my pants and tossed them on the floor.

"God, you're beautiful." He said. But after a while of passionate kissing, he stopped, stared me straight in the eyes for a second and rolled over to the side of the bed.

"Is something wrong?" I said, my head immediately going into destructive territory. I was too ugly, I was not good enough for him.

"No, it's just...I don't want you to feel pressured into going any further with me at this stage in our relationship. You're still underage and I want you to know me better first. I want you to trust me completely."

"I want this, Andy."

"I know. I want it too. But could we just leave it like this for now? I don't want any trouble."

I nodded, understanding of the situation. It's true, I wasn't even sure what I felt, even though I was certain that I loved him. I placed my head on his bare chest, allowing him to play with my hair for a while. He then kissed my forehead and soon we both drifted off to sleep.

Notes

It took me a long-ass time to write this chapter. It is mostly a filler, but I also wanted to showcase a more intimate moment in the relationship between Andy and Iris.

Trust me, more things will be happening in the next chapter...stay tuned ;)