Fancy 》Andy Fowler / Roadtrip

two ; a surprising visit

Now I could head to the highs and lows of one's relationship but where's the fun in that ? After all, to understand the hype of a moment, you need to know everything...

After I took Andy's hand, we walked through the shopping center hand in hand, shaking them as kids as we walked along. It may have seemed weird to some people, having just met a person and just casually walking hand-in-hand together, but it seemed as such a normal kind of childish moment. That I will always cherish as a part of the first time we met and the first moment we were together. We spoke about everything and nothing with his best friends and then when the crowd's started coming into the center, we said our goodbyes and parted ways. I must admit he did ask for my number, but I told him "Maybe next time, blondie !" I winked and walked away

I then didn't think about him or his band : Roadtrip ; until possibly two or three weeks later...

Catherine and I were on a public mission visiting terminally ill children at a hospital in Blackpool and I was sitting in the bedroom of this young boy called Sam and he told me "I know that I'm going to die soon, but at least I'll get to see Roadtrip one last time before I die."

"Tell me more about why, Roadtrip is so important to you ?" I asked quietly

"My sister was going to kill herself a couple of months ago, like actual suicide. Before she did, she listened on shuffle to her playlist of favourite songs and 'Don't Hurt Yourself' was the first to play. She couldn't bring herself to do it. She then took a cab to come and tell me, how much she was sorry and how much she loves me." Sam explained to me

"You want to meet them, to thank them ?"

"They mean the world to me." he says "Can I have a photo with you ? You spent ages with me. You're nice... I like nice people." he rambles as I chuckle and kiss his forehead gently

We took photos together and I visited other patients... Later on, in the car heading to Catherine and Will's house, I connected my earplugs and listened to that song on YouTube. Then after one, came another and then another until the car finally stopped.

After a couple of minutes of research the following day, I found his manager's address and demanded that a driver brought me there...

"Could you announce me and invite Andy Fowler to come with me, Jeremy ? I quite fancy a stroll on a day like today." I told my aging driver as I slid a pair of expensive and elegant sunglasses on my nose

A window in the hallway, where his appartment was must have been open, because I heard Jeremy embarrassingly say "Princess Elizabeth III wishes that one, Andy Fowler, accompanies her on a stroll into town. Might I suggest wearing clothes when you go down and see her..."

From the video's I've seen on his band's youtube channel, I could only guess he was only wearing underpants or boxers. Possibly five minutes later, Andy came down. Jeremy closely following him.

"Hi..." I greeted him feeling shy

"Hey, how you doing ?" he says as he greets me with a hug

"Great and you ?" I answered and gestured that we walked as we talked

"Good, I've been getting busy with the boys cooking up something special for our fans." he explained as I noticed Jeremy 'discreetly' following us

"Sorry." I tell Andy and then turn to Jeremy "I don't need security, Jeremy. We're walking around a quaint neighbourhood in Slough, nobody's ever seen me here. I'm good. I'm safe. Stay at the car or stretch your legs but I don't need you here following me, no matter how much you wish to protect me."

He nods "Yes, your highness."

I return alongside Andy "Sorry about Jeremy. I hate this formality that there's always surrounding me, when he's there. It's as if he wants everybody to treat me like a princess."