Put Your Heart Where Your Mouth Is

For the first time in a long time, it was just Wren and I. The boys had some interviews to give, and things to sign, so the guitar tech and the merch bitch got to kick it a the hotel for a few hours. This, of course, gave Wren the perfect opportunity to interrogate me about John.

"I knew you liked him!" She said, looking smug. I didn't say anything. I just swallowed another handful of Pat's Skittles, and pulled a hoodie over my head. Wren was attempting to flatten my hair back to its orignal mess, but she gave up. I am officially a lost cause. "What happened to Alex, though? It seemed like you guys were in love."

I just shrugged. "He had to go to California, so we said goodbye. This was after we ran out of time to hang out, and even talk to eachother. I can't exactly remember a time when it was just the two of us, anyway."

"So you really like John, then?" Her eyes widened. "Wow."

"Wow? Of course I like him. Why?"

"I was talking to Garrett. He told me that you're only dating John because you don't want Alex to think you're hanging on for him. It made sense to me--"

"Never listen to him. Ever." I crossed my arms, hugging the throw pillow close to my chest, and rested my chin on it. "He's stupid."

"I don't think he's stupid." She sighed, "I think he might be a little, tiny bit right about it, Ann."

I raised an eyebrow. "You think I'm using John?"

"I think you still have feelings for Alex." Wren sighed.

"What?"

Both of our eyes shot up. Okay, first off, how the hell did they get back so soon? And second, why didn't I hear John open the door?

"Gotta go." Wren said before speeding out the door, and closing it behind her.

John frowned, "What's she talking about?"

"Wren is being Wren." I sighed, "It's not true."

"I mean, I asked you out in the midst of him leaving. Maybe she's right--"

"John." I gulped. I didn't know how to say this. He sat down next to me on my bed, staring straight ahead. "I love you."

It took him a few seconds for that to sink in, but then he turned, his eyes wide. "Seriously? I, uh, I mean that I love you, Andy."

"Aww!"

I got up quickly, and gave the door a swift quick.

"Ow! Andy! You dick!" Wren said, crawling away from the door, holding her hands to her head.

I glanced at John nervously, and sat next to him. I felt his hand find mine, and what started out as an innocent hug, ended up with him on top of me, with his shirt on the floor.

Maybe I didn't know what I was getting myself into.