I slowly knock on the door waiting patiently. I've finally come home. This is where I belonged. The door opens revealing a tired Flynn. He rubs his eyes looking at me in silence. I couldn't take it anymore. I run up to him, hugging him tight. He returns the hug putting his arms around me.
"I missed you guys." I whispered.
"We missed you too, Andy." He replies.
"I promise to not be away long again." He chuckles pushing away.
"Oh please, with this fame rising up on you, you could probably be in Japan right now." I shake my head smiling.
"No, I'm done with that hectic life of fame."
"Is that why you came home early?" I nod in response.
"You're just controlled like a puppet."
"I know. I seen the Hardy interviews."
"Don't even mention Hardy, or the band ever again." I groan.
"My lips are sealed." He pretends to zip his mouth closed, grinning.
"So are you busy today?" I walk pass him inside plopping on the couch.
"Well..." I glance up at him confused. He's never busy. All he does is just lay around at home.
"I have the guys over." He mutters.
"Oh gosh. Not them again." I place a pillow over my face screaming into it.
"Well I didn't know you were coming back home."
"Well, I'll be out then." I sit up grabbing my bag.
"Where you going?"
"Please don't start that." I roll my eyes.
"Start what?" He asks confused.
"With the always asking me where I'm going thing."
"Well, what if I kick the guys out?" He smirks crossing his arms.
"I don't mind that. Continue." He chuckles walking down the hall. I follow behind him to his room.
"Okay guys, we have to end this early." Flynn claps his hands together getting they're attention.
"But why?" They whine in unison.
"Because I said so."
"C'mon, just a little longer."
"Guys c'mon." Flynn sighs.
"Ugh fine." The three boys I despite stand up grabbing their things, walking past Flynn. They all stop gazing back at me.
"Ooo, Flynn's got a chick over." Karl, one of Flynn's friends, looks up and down at me. I hiss at him stomping my foot forward.
"Shut it Karl. You know who I am." He laughs stepping closer.
"Guys, we need to talk in private." He glares back at the other two and to Flynn on the other side.
"No Karl. Just back off. Andy had a long trip back home." Flynn pushes Karl away.
"When I want to talk in private, let me talk in private!" He scowls.
"Yeah, let him Flynn." I stare at Karl. Flynn shakes his head looking at me. He sighs walking off with the other two.
He glares back at me squinting his eyes. "I've had enough of you, Andy. Always taking Flynn away from us because you two want to hang out. I'm not letting you take him away, but you're lucky I'm letting him now." He growls.
"And why is that?" I cross my arms.
He steps closer to me, putting his hands on either side of me on the wall. "Because he has an affection on you."
"No he doesn't." I snort.
"He always talks about you. He's fucking annoying and I'm tired of his crap."
"Then why do you still hang out with him?"
"Because he stole my friends, and I'm not letting him get away with it." He spits.
I wipe the spit off my cheek shooting him a stare. I push him back on the opposite wall grabbing his collar. "You're not taking advantage of my best friend, and you're not getting him back." I knee him in the stomach releasing my grip on him. He falls to the floor grabbing his stomach.
"Andy! What the hell was that?!" Flynn runs out looking back and forth on me and Karl.
"He's wants to get you back for stealing his friends." I watch Karl struggle to get up on his feet.
"What?" He looks down at Karl in shock.
"Isn't that right, Karl?" I smirk.
"N-no it's not." He stutters with his words.
"Am I going to have to hurt you again?" I grab his collar once more.
"Okay, okay! She's right! Jeez, you're crazy!" I let go of his shirt as he runs out the door.
"Don't worry guys, I just didn't like him." I look back at the other two as they sigh in relief.
"Well we have to get going." The other two, Jesse and Caspar, wave to us walking out.
"Andy, I can't believe you did that. Aw, you do care for me." Flynn pulls me in for a hug.
"Okay, you're going to get it too." He pushes me away surrendering.
"Well, what do you want to do?" He asks.
"Let's go out to eat. The plane food was crappy." He nods grabbing his keys. We walk out to his car getting in. He drives down the street a couple blocks down to a burger stand we usually go to.
"So how was it here the past three months?" I try to make conversation.
"Fine I guess you could say. Nothing big really happened. I mostly stood home and did my usual busniess. Link played Black Ops for a whole day straight with only three breaks in between. On the other hand, Link's at another video game tournament right now with his geeky friends." Flynn gets out of the car, quickly jumping back in.
"What's wrong?" I ask concerned.
"People are here to see you." He darts his eyes beside him. I glance up to see paparazzi and cameramen outside waiting. What the heck? How did they know I was here?
"Oh no." I mutter.
"The fame has got to you, Andy." Flynn murmurs, waving to the cameras.
"It has not! I wish they weren't even here right now!" I scowl.
"Andy! Andy! Over here! Smile big!" Men shouted, snapping pictures of me and Flynn getting out of the car.
"Guys, can you please stop? I had a long trip back here." I groan covering my face. They wouldn't stop. I ignore them following behind Flynn to order our food.
"What do you want?" Flynn asks, looking down at me.
"I'll get the usual." I turn back to see paparazzi still taking pictures of us.
"Please. I'm asking nicely for you guys to back off."
"Before we leave, let me ask you this...Why did you actually come back home? Was it because of this young man?" He pointed to Flynn beside me.
"Of course that's the reason!" Flynn raises his voice wrapping his arm around me. "She misses her friends!"
"I think I asked Andy the question." The man chuckles. He turns to me waiting for the words to come out of my mouth.
"I-I...no." I stare at him.
"What's the reason then?" He steps forward, grabbing me by the arm.
"Hey, keep your hands off her!" Flynn pushes the man away.
"Is this the boy you're cheating on with Harry?" The man smirks.
"I'm not cheating on Harry, nor am I with him!" I defend myself. I quickly cover my mouth, not believing what I had just said.
"Not with Styles?" He grins. The crowd starts to close in on us, asking us questions after another and another.
"So it's true? Hardy was a lie?"
"Why were you with him?"
"Did you do it for the fame?"
"No, I didn't do it for the fame, and yes, Hardy was a lie. If you have anymore questions, ask the stupid curly haired boy!" I growl, walking away with Flynn. I can't believe this.
A/N: Hey, sorry for not updating in forever! I've been pretty busy these past weeks...months more like. Just a lot of stuff going on in school. hopefully I finish off this book in a month or two. Meanwhile, I'll be trying to edit the other chapters...