I Love You More Than I Could Ever Scream

I awoke to a pounding headache and light snoring. I groan as I sit up, my eyes growing slightly as I saw a body next to me, their arm wrapped around my waist. Did I sleep with someone? I look under the covers and was relieved to see I and whoever this was still had clothes on. My eyesight adjusts as I look back toward the figure beside me. I gasp. Andy. Images from last night flood my mind and I remember getting drunk, dancing with Vic, kissing Vic on the cheek, Andy yelling at me, Andy and I falling asleep together. This was the first time I had drunk more than 2 cups of an alcoholic beverage, and I regretted my decision to drink...i don't even know how much...I groaned and desperately tried to massage my aching temples, shutting my eyes tightly. Regret suddenly rushed over me and I pushed him out of my bunk, watching as he fell to the floor with a loud thud. He snapped up, grimacing.
"What the fuck?" He groaned, looking at me, annoyed. Then, as he realized who was sitting in front of him, he smiled lazily, relaxing.
"Hey," He mumbled sleepily. I glared at him.
"Why the hell were you in my bed?" I asked, anger boiling inside me. But also a sense of happiness, happy that he had stayed, but, of course, I was going with anger at the moment.
"You got drunk. Vic took to you to the bus, but I carried you to your bed. You asked me to stay, so, obviously, I did."
I groaned, "Fine, well, you can go back to your bunk now."
His calm and sarcastic facade disappeared, instead hurt, confusion, and sadness took over his features.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked, anger and sadness radiating in his blue eyes.
"You," I hissed, trying to be as cruel as I could be, so I could hurt him as much as he had hurt me.
"What did I ever do to you?" He practically yelled, standing up and hovering over my tiny form.
At that moment I lost it. Any restraint I had vanished as his angry form loomed over me. My barrier burst, and I yelled at him, angry tears coming to my eyes, "What did YOU do?! You fucking acted like you had feelings for me when, in reality, you just wanted to play with my feelings! You called me "baby" and acted as if you actually fucking cared. I love you Andy! I just...I fucking love you," I started to sob as I yelled at him, slumping slightly as I finished, suddenly emotionally tired. I couldn't bring myself to look at him and I didn't say anything after that. An awkward silence came after my outburst, Andy not saying anything. After a minute I sighed.
"Sorry," I mumbled simply, getting up and trying to push past him. He let me walk a couple feet before pulling me back gently . I looked up, scared of denial, but was confused by the emotions upon his face. He looked...happy, joyful. He looked at me kindly as he slowly brought his hand up to my cheek, cupping it in the palm of his hand. For a moment he didn't say anything, he just stared at me as I stared back at him.
"Kennali, it wasn't an act. I do love you, as crazy as that sounds. Even though we've known each other for a short time, i have grown to care for you as if you had been in my life for years. I never believed in love at first sight but...this...this is love at first sight. I love you, Kenna, and I do care for you," He told me, never looking away from my eyes. I was shocked by his words and for a moment I was worried that this was all just a joke, just a sick way to hurt me even more. But as he looked at me with love and kindness filling his icey blue eyes, I felt joy swell in me and hugged him tightly, smiling brightly. He put his arms around me, kissing my forehead gently.
After a moment, we stepped apart a little, but still held hands. He smiled gently down at me.
"I love you Kenna," He told me.
"And I love you, Andy," I replied, smiling even wider, if even possible.
And then we were kissing. At that moment, my thoughts became a muddled blur. A wave of warmth rushed over me, a tingling-- almost fluttering, sensation building in the pit of my stomach. Without thinking my hands went up and tangled into his hair. I moaned softly and he smiled against my lips. All I could think about was how badly I had wanted this and how happy I was to have him...and yet...I didn't have him...I reluctantly pushed him away, guilt consuming me.
"What about Juliet?" I asked.

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WOW guys!! 1,000+ views!! And 8 subs and 4 votes! :O THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!! You have no idea how much this means to me! Annnyway what do you think? Kenna and Andy admitted their feelings for each other :) And yet, they can't truly be together because of Juliet. What do you think Andy will say/do? Comment if you want!! Your comments have always succeded in make my day! <3 :P