I put my glass by the sink and sighed. I'm always so bored, I need a life. I grabbed my guitar and lied down on the couch, playing a few chords. I wasn't even thinking really, but it sounded good. I sat up and pulled my writing book from under
my couch cushion, writing down the chords I was playing and the tune that went along. I have no words yet, eh, fuck it. I placed my guitar down and grabbed my remote, turning the tv on and watched it. I just stared at it. It was not one bit amusing. My phone vibrated on the table, I looked at my phone to see that Justine was calling. Fuck. I bit my lip and grabbed the phone, pressing answer and holding it slowly to my ear.
"Hello...?"
"Andy"
"Justine? What do you want?"
"I was just wondering if you'd like to come to a dress up party with me this Friday. Completely your choice of course but yeah"
"Of course I'll come." I smiled. This is the first time I had spoken to her in a while and it felt good to speak to her, no matter how bad the past seemed.
"Do you mind if I come around tomorrow just so we can hang and chat?"
"Absolutely not. I'd love to."
"Sweet" I heard a smile in her sweet voice
"See you then" she said.
"Bye"
"Bye bye" and then she hung up, did she just ask me out or what? Maybe this is what I need. I need her. She's the best I've ever had. She's the most mature 20 year old I know. Shit, it's her birthday next week. I should get her something. Am I crazy? We aren't even together yet. Ugh. I rested my face in my hands and sighed. Justine's always on my mind. Every time she's almost gone a thought of her rushes back. Fuck love. I thought for a few moments, I need a good present, where's somewhere she really wanted to go...Thailand, I think I could afford that. I walked into my room and grabbed my laptop, opening it and going onto flight centre. $600. Shit. Fuck it, it'll make her happy, I wan her to have a better 21st than what I had.
I purchased the tickets, the money's worth it. Thailand seems nice. I always said that I wanted to travel. I decided to go on twitter, I find it so boring and I'm never in a mood to talk to people and I never want to give away anything I plan to do. I searched my own name in twitter to find people getting all excited about me being on neighbours. Shit, I need to get on the Internet more often. I shared the link, I can't wait for it to be shown to the fans and I really hope they enjoy the music. After sharing it on the Short Stack band page. Shaun tweeted "lol" I felt pissed off suddenly. If he's upset because I shared something off the page when he does it all the time I swear to god.
I got an inbox, saw it to be from Shaun.
"I just love how the fans give me shit for sharing things off the page and then you do it and they're happy for you" I groaned and actually facepalmed. How was I to respond to that. I closed it then put my laptop down. And this is why I'm never on the Internet. Sick of the immature bullshit.
Night time is the worst for me. The more tired I become the more these thoughts overwhelm me. I hate it so much. Why can't I just be normal. My phone started to ring. I answered it, sighing.
"Ello?"
"Andy, you need to come to the hospital"
"What, why?"
"Because Chris had an allergic reaction to something"
"I'll be there as soon as I can"
"Alright dude"
"See you" I hanged up the phone and grabbed my keys, running out to the car. I made my way to the hospital and ran into the emergency where my mum and Bradie stood.
"What happened exactly?"
"He had a biscuit that contained nuts" my mum said
"Mum, you know he can't have any nutty products"
"I didn't even know he grabbed it from the coffee table"
I just sighed. "Where's Gerald?"
"In there with him. Christopher didn't want dad to leave his side"
"Shouldn't you be in there too?"
"They wouldn't let me"
Gerald came out and waved for mum to come, she left and walked in the room. I sat down and pulled out my phone, about to text Justine.
"How are you?" Bradie said, sitting next to me, I quickly locked my phone and slid it into my pocket.
"Alright" I said casually, looking at him.
"Still fighting with Shaun?"
Why'd he have to bring that up "we're not fighting, we just don't see eye to eye on things like we used to. "
"I know, he told me"
"Wait, you guys are still talking?"
"He came by and had a drink with me and picked up his guitar I borrowed the other day"
"And you didn't tell me!? Why are you even talking to him after what he's done"
"He's still one of my best friends"
"He's pathetic"
"Andy, no-"
"Shut up Bradie, I don't care anymore"
"Whatever" Bradie sighed. His girlfriend, Britta came in moments later. I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Justine "I have a surprise for you tomorrow, can't wait to see you x"
"Hey andy" Britta smiled at me, I smiled at her.
"Hey..."
"How have you been"
"Yeah alright I suppose"
"That's not too good then"
"Eh"
"Babe, we can go in now" Bradie said to Britta, I stood up and walked with them into the room.
"ANDEW!" My little brother yelled, I smiled and went to him, scruffing his hair.
"How's my little man?"
"Good" he smiled and looked at the baby book the hospital gave him.
Funny how even in this room full of family, I still feel alone.
