Fancy 》Andy Fowler / Roadtrip

nine ; a new relationship in the horizon

Sitting on a bed alongside each other, kneecaps touching, tips of fingers touching, silence surrounding...

"You're always surprising me, aren't you ?" Andy broke the silence

"Well someone has to !" I teased him

"First at Blair's, then at the concert and today..." he said calling out the other times that I went out of my way to see him

"Well someone had to take the first step, otherwise..." I told him with a small smile on my lips

"How about this for a first step." he told me placing a jawline and cheek and drew me in smashing his lips onto mine

We then pulled away from each other, staring at each others eyes before I shuffle closer to him on the bed making it bounce and him hold onto my waist from the sudden mouvement. I stroked his cheek and bit my bottom lip before kissing his lips, soon enough his tongue pushed it's way into me, our tongues fighting an intense tango that he won. The hand on my waist now running circles on my hips and his other threading it's way through my hair. Whilst mine were in his hair pulling at it gently.

Yes, we were making out. We were like hormonal teenagers, forgetting about the fact that the twenty-year-old princess of England and he was a twenty-three-year-old rising popstar, we were simply intoxicated in our feelings and the moment. We were forgetting that we were in the room of two of his band mates, in the apartment with five of his closest friends and most importantly forgetting about two of his friends in the room next door doing live with their fans.

I guess sometimes it's easy to lose yourself in the moment, especially when the pression has been growing until eventually it explodes and you can no longer hold it in. Hold the feelings, the frustration, the tension, the connection : the everything...

Eventually, our time capsule broke... breathless, startled, disturbed, a mess... We were a mess, the passion shared was broken by a person continuously knocking on the door.

"Yeah ?" Andy asked

"You coming back to the live.ly ?" Rye asked

"Yeah in a bit, when are you coming off ?" Andy asked through the door

"In... pff... probably 10/15 minutes, gotta do that thing y'know ?" Rye told us

"Yeah babe, okay I'll join in a bit. No worries !" Andy said smirking

"o-KAY !" Rye screamed before running, we heard a bang and some laughing "I'm okay, I'm alive !" he shouted out and then groaned

"What a good ball..." Andy sighed shaking his head then dipped forward and placed a kiss on my lips, a soft and gentle one

I smiled at him, then told him "And you're not ?"

"Argh !" he groaned before wrapping his arms around by neck, shaking us from side to side, before he threw his weight making us topple over

He was now lying on the bed with me in his arms, my head tucked into the crook of his neck.

"Andy ?" I called him

"Yeah ?" he said deeply

"I hate to be the one having to define our whatever this is by a label-" he interrupted me

"-But you wanna know what we are ?" I hummed "Well let's just put it like this." he sighed "We've been texting practically everyday for the past few months, we learnt about each other inside and out and I kissed you at Rye's party not just because of the cream but because I wanted to... because I like you. So if you want to label this : us... Do you my beautiful inside and out Elizabeth, want to be girlfriend the this cringey guy ? I'll even style my hair as the curtains you like if you do want to be mine ?" he asked me with a cheeky smile