Oh, Louisiana 2

*Andy's pov*

Damn. What had I done? I know one thing for sure - I love Louisiana. Last night I got drunk, again and I held her hand. That's it. But, when I woke up our legs were tangled and I guess I was too close for comfort. She just left, in her pj's and set out to starbucks apparently.

It had been almost ten minuets and my heart and mind started to race. It was like a competition - who would make me pass out the fastest. My mind was winning at the moment. I was hoping and praying that she wasn't going to do anything stupid. Would she actually do something? Suicide? I don't even know anymore. No, why would she commit over me holding her hand? A drunk, ex-rockstar and ultimate fuck up. Ahhhhr!!

It had now been an hour and I was considering calling the cops, I knew however they would never investigate a girl who has been out for the past hour. I tried her phone but she had left it here, it was in my coat pocket. She always wore my coats and even clothes somedays. I was never sure why, I guess it was a girl thing. To wear boys sweaters. Juliet always used to wear my coats...

That's all it took. One thought of Juju and my mind went straight to the drink. In my room I hid a bottle of whisky, just for emergencies. Without even thinking I had steered myself to my room and in the bottom of my wardrobe. My hand was around the neck and I slowly stood up. Is this what it had come to? Drinking until I couldn't remember all the wrong. This amount had slowly gotten more and more. It was just going down the bar for a few pints of something weak, but then it became that and a few shots too. Then a whole bottle, then two. And now I don't even count, I just drink until I can't feel anymore.

Sitting down on our old second hand sofa, I looked around. Our apartment. Well to be perfectly honest it was more hers then mine. She bought an old second hand table and made it into a multi coloured masterpiece. She painted the cupboard doors white and drew flowers all over them. She made an old colander into a lamp shade. She did this. She made this place what she wanted it to be. She is so perfect, no perfect doesn't even describe her.

"That's it. I don't want to live like this anymore. To Lulu!" I unscrewed the lid and held the bottle up high. I then poured it down the kitchen sink. I have had enough of trying to block out all of this pain and I knew the only way to get better was to tell her. To tell her I loved her!

I started to plan what I would say in my mind. I didn't even notice another hour pass me by. Suddenly, I was woken from my daze. A key was turning in the door. Lulu!
"Oh my gosh Lulu! I thought something happened!" I said, tears almost pouring out of my eyes. I then realised she wasn't alone. "Wait, who's... Crystal?"
"Lulu has something she needs to say." Why is Crystal so serious? She is usually so bubbly and cheerful, I knew something was up.

*Louisiana's POV*

Ohmygosh, ohmygosh. This can't be happening. Wait, yes, this can be happening I need this to happen! I took a deep breath and sighed shakily. If he doesn't like me back, what's the worst that could happen? If it is men to be, it is men to be.
"Andy, I think I love you."
"What?"
"Just... Just let me finish? Please? I have for a while now and this morning when we where in bed, it just got a bit too much to handle."
"Louisiana, I think I love you too. Ever since I met you I have had strong feelings for you and... I... I"
"Shut up," I sighed and I stepped closer to him went up on my tip-toes and kissed him. I could tell he was taken by surprise but he kissed me back, but I couldn't stop myself from laughing.
"What's so funny?" Andy asked chuckling himself. His hands where around my waist and our chests where pressed together. I lent my head on his chest (he is 6"4 and I am only 5"4 so I couldn't reach his shoulder).
"I have been imagining this moment for a year and each time I couldn't picture it without you tasting like alcohol and whiskey! You actually smell lovely!"
"Well, I have quit soo... Yeah get used to it!"
"For good? I think I love you just a little bit more now Biersack!"
"Cough cough?" Crystal tried to get our attention.
"Oh sorry! Yep, erm do you want a lift home?" I asked, embarrassed.
"No thanks but I really don't wan tot rain on your parade, but one problem. Two words. Juliet. Simms"

Notes

AHHH, okay longer chapter this time. What do you think? What about Juliet? I feel a jealous ex... Opinions? Views? Suggestions? Please don't forget to vote, rate and subscribe! Love y'all xxx

Question of the chapter: Do you listen to New Years Day? If so what's your favourite song?
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