Gerard's POV ~

"So, how are things?" Granma asked me as she sat down in her armchair while I took a sip of the sweet coffee she made me. She called me and said she wanted to me to visit before she came over for Christmas, just the two of us.

"Yeah, things are alright," I say, holding the mug in both hands so the heat warmed my hands.

"Come on, you need to give me a little more than that. I can't produce a conversation with it. How are your friends?" She pressed on.

"Yeah, they're good. We all went to catch a movie a couple nights ago and hung out at Ray's place," I told her, recalling the night.

"Very nice, it's good you're enjoying winter vacation. Now, how's my future granddaughter in law?" I nearly spat out the coffee I poured into my mouth before she asked that. Sure, I love Andy but...I mean marriage? Uh...maybe...I...

"Thinking a little far ahead?" I wonder to her. She just shrugged.

"I only say it how I see it so how is she?" I look down at my mug, wondering that myself.

Andy has been...she's been weird. She doesn't have her usual cheerful sarcastic output but instead is quiet and always has a faraway look on her face. I've asked her numerous times what was wrong but she assured me everything was alright. I still have the opinion that the murder at the hospital has still shaken her up but she doesn't talk to me about it. It made me feel like she didn't trust me or didn't want to tell me something.

"She's okay...I think," I say, adding the last part after a little thought. Granma tilted her head slightly with a confused look in her eyes.

"You think? You two are still together, yes?" I nod at her question.

"Yeah but she's been a little off lately. I'm worried about her," I admitted.

"Well have you asked her what's wrong?"

"More times than I can count. She says everything is fine but I know it's not."

"Has she been like this long?" I shake my head.

"No, it's been kinda recent."

"How recent is recent?"

"Like back when someone broke into the house, I think that's when it started." That's what I believe anyway.

"Well, you have to give her that. If memory serves me, didn't she get hurt during the break in?" I lower my eyes at the mere mention of that.

"Yeah."

"And then she had that run in with that girl Claire and ended up in her father's workplace and being told he was getting divorced and such?"

"Yes."

"And now, there was that murder of the boy you knew. Don't you think she may be entitled to be a little down?"

"But she hated Jake. I don't see how she would be so affected by it," I said, trying to figure out if that she was indeed bothered by it.

"But she did see a mangled body, did she not?" Granma had a point there. I didn't see Jake's body but Andy, Ray and Frank were the ones to find it and I'll admit Ray and Frank seemed a little shaken by it still.

"So, you think she's just a little beat up by all that's happening lately?" I ask. My grandmother always seemed to have an answer with things like this. She nodded.

"Of course she is. She's probably just trying to process everything. Give the girl a little credit. I'm sure she'll be fine soon. On that thought, why don't you do something for her?" I raise an eyebrow at her, wondering what she was getting at.

"What do you mean like take her out on her date?" I ask. Granma sighed slightly before placing her head in her hand as she leaned on the arm of the chair.

"Something you haven't done yet. I'm sure you've taken her out plenty of times."

"Not as much as I would like. I don't have a job so money isn't exactly easy right now."

"Well why don't you cook her dinner or something like that? Make a romantic night of it."

That actually sounded like a good idea. I haven't done anything like that since our first date. I could make a night of it, the whole deal with flowers, dinner and a movie. That would surely cheer Andy up from her funk. I would get my parents and Mikey to leave for the night so it will just be the two of us without any interruption. I couldn't help but smile as I thought of it.

"Yeah, I'll do that. I'll make her favourite meal and get her favourite ice cream," I say cheerful. Granma smiled at me with a nod of her head.

"Sounds like a plan. When will you do it?" I gave it a bit of thought before answering.

"Before Christmas anyway, so soon. I can't leave it too long and I need to get Mom, Dad and Mikey out of the house," I state.

"I'll take care of your parents if you can get Mikey out," She said. I grinned at her and nodded.

"I'll ask him to stay over with Reese or something. He's always up for it when it involves me and Andy."

"It's all coming together now, my boy. Now just to-" Granma stopped midsentence as a loud beep came from my jeans pocket. After placing my coffee down, I reached in and pulled out my phone, noticing I had a message from Andy. I pressed open and read it.

Could you come over to my place after you are done at Elena's? X

I texted her straight away.

Yeah, sure. I should be there around in about an hour or so. See you then. Love you! Xoxo

Andy didn't reply so I put the phone back into my pocket and returned my attention to Grandma.

"The other half, I'm assuming?" I nodded.

"Yeah, she asked me to come over once I'm done here," I tell her.

"Aw, she misses her boyfriend," Granma grinned, making me blush lightly. I couldn't help it.

"Shut up. So we need to decide a date for this night," I told her, making her raise an eyebrow.

"We?" I nodded.

"Yes, we. You said you would help me out by getting Mom and Dad out the house."

"Yes but why do I get the feeling that you want more from me?" She asked and she was right.

"I just need help preparing the food."

"You're a good cook, Gerard."

"Maybe but I don't know how to cook pasta bake."

"Why you cooking that?"

"It's Andy's favourite dish. She loves Italian food."

"You're half Italian! You should know!"

"Yeah, but I want it to be perfect. Please?" I pouted and gave my best puppy dogs towards Granma. She looked away slightly before returning her gaze, being entrapped by my cuteness. She let out an angry sigh.

"Alright, fine. I'll help you with that and nothing more!" I grinned as I stood up and walked over to her, enveloping her in a hug.

"You're the best!"

"Yeah, yeah. Right, let's get this sorted out." I nodded and went back to my seat, beginning to talk with Granma about which night I should pick.

I couldn't wait to see Andy's face when I revealed my plans.

"Hey, Reese," I greeted the smaller boy as I was let into the Harrison household. He gave me a small smile while he shut the door behind him.

"Hey, Gee," He replied, moving closer so we stood side by side.

"How's thing been lately?" I asked. Immediately, Reese's face fell slightly, making him look away from me. Did something happen?

"Yeah, things are alright," He said in a meek voice, meaning the exact opposite of what he said.

"What's wrong? Has something happened?" He shook his head and sighed.

"No, me and Andy had another fight is all." I pressed my lips into a straight line as I heard this. Andy and Reese have been on edge with each other since William told them he was divorcing Bridget and try to make amends with his children. Andy wants nothing to do with him while Reese wants to give him a chance. They both have their own reasons but they cannot seem to even give the other a chance. It's sad seeing them like this, they were always close and loving towards each other but now...it seems to be broken down.

"Oh right. Sorry," I said, wanting to break the silence. He nodded.

"It's fine. Andy's been off for a while so once she's back up, we can talk about this or something," He sighed, seeming exhausted by the whole thing. I place a hand on his shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze.

"You know we are here for you guys," I tell him, speaking for the rest of the guys and myself.

"Yeah, I know but you're better off telling Andy that. She doesn't seem to know that there are people who care around her." I nod and gave him a small smile.

"I'm gonna go up now. Hopefully I can cheer her up," I said. Reese nodded.

"You're one with the best chance right now I would say. Go ahead, she's in her room." I nod and gave a small wave to Reese before going up the stairs and walking up to Andy's door. I gave it a knock before opening it.

"Andy, it's me," I say into the room. The bedside lamp was one, giving the room some light but leaving it in a dull hue. Andy was lying on her unmade bed with her back to me. She pushed herself up and looked behind her, seeing me and showing her red eyes. I came into the room, closed the door behind me and sat on the bed, moving closer so I could hold Andy in my arms.

"Hey," I say softly, letting her lean her head on my shoulder as I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Hi," She said, her voice rather harsh, signalling that she may have been crying before. I ran a hand through her hair, resting my head upon hers.

"Reese told me you guys had another fight," I told her, making her nod.

"Yeah." I can tell she wasn't going to be much of a talker tonight but that doesn't mean I'm not going to try.

"It happens to everybody. People fight; it's just the way of things."

"Yeah."

"Andy, talk to me."

"I am." I sigh lightly, trying not to sound annoyed.

"I know but I mean, talk to me. How're you feeling?"

"Fine." Alright, this isn't working. I'm gonna talk the forward approach.

"Andy, you know that's bull. Something's up and I want to know what. We've been best friends for years, you use to tell me everything and now...I don't know. You're completely shut off and you hardly speak. I want to help you, Andy. You're my best friend and I love you with everything I have. Just, please tell me, what's wrong so I can help you and make sure you're alright. Please?"

This seemed to spark something in Andy as she moved up from her position in my arms, moving out of them but still looking at me. I didn't bother try to hold her again as it seemed that she wanted to say something. Maybe I finally got through to her. She took in a breath before speaking.

"I think we need to break up, Gerard."

Those words froze time for me as everything seemed to stand still. Did I hear her right? Or was it just horrible trick? She couldn't have said it...could she?

"Wh...what?" I managed to say, after stuttering.

"I think we should separate," She said, sounding more sure of herself.

"I...why?" I asked, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall incase this was some twisted joke she was playing but I think that's false hope.

"Because, I don't think it's working," She said.

"How's it not working? Have I not been loving towards you? You know how I feel about you and...everything has been fine!" I cry, trying to find some reasoning behind her saying it.

"To you maybe but...I don't know. It feels more like a lie than anything."

"What do you mean a lie?" I ask, my body shaking.

"I mean, I don't think I wanted a relationship with you." I couldn't stop them; tears were now flowing freely down my cheeks.

My worst fears have come to life; Andy never cared about me in that sense despite what she might have done and said. She led me on and made me believe we were happy together and now this. I guess that explains one thing.

"Is that why you never said it?" I ask, making her confused by the looks of it.

"Never said what?"

"No matter how many times I said it, you would never say it to me."

"Say what?"

"I love you." I sniff slightly and wiped my tears aware as fresh ones began to produce. "You never said you love me, not once. It didn't bother me, I thought you were just taking your time, waiting till the time is right but now...I guess it's clear," I choke.

"Did it seem that those words even crossed my mind, I mean, I had no idea what the hell you were talking about," She said, sounding completely heartless. I've never seen this in her. The revelation was breaking my heart but it wasn't stopping my anger.

"So, you never cared about me in that sense."

"Can't say I did."

"Then why the hell would you agree to be with me? Why would you allow me to kiss so many times? Did it mean anything to you?"

"Not really..."

"Not even when we slept together! When we made love for the first time, how we held each other close afterwards...it meant nothing?" She didn't answer me as she looked away from me, not having an answer. I shake my head.

"How could you do any of that if it didn't mean a single thing to you?"

"You came on so heavy that night; I didn't know what to say so I just agreed."

"Just...agreed? You took pity on me?" I say a little breathlessly.

"Something like that. Look, it's over, okay? That's it done."

Was this the real Andy? No, it couldn't be. This couldn't be the Andy I fell in love with and wanted to stay by her side for the remainder of our lives. She would never say such hurtful things to me or tell me she just agreed to go out with me because she felt sorry for me. This wasn't her! It can't be her...it just can't.

"So, that's it? Just like that? After everything?" I ask. She nodded at my question, finally looking at me with hard eyes.

"Pretty much," She said. My hands curled into fists, trying to hold back my emotions. I stood up from the bed, not giving Andy a second glance.

"Fine then. I'll just leave you alone and pretend that the last few months never happened."

"You do that, I've been trying to for a while now."

That set me off.

"What the fuck Andy! How could you be such a heartless bitch! You were my best friend, you were nice and kind but now...what the hell happened to you? I loved you more than anything but now; you're nothing more than a conniving girl who couldn't give a shit about others. You're more like Bridget and Claire than you think!" Her eyes widened as I told her this but she didn't say anything nor did she move. I shake my head at her.

"I hate you. I hate who you've become and I'm a fucking moron for not seeing it sooner. I just thought it was a rough patch and I could help you through it but...I can't help with who you have become. I don't even want to be friends with you anymore, just...leave me alone," I said before leaving her room, running down the stairs and out of the house, soon reaching mine. I entered my home and headed straight for my room, closing the door behind me as I collapsed face first on my bed, crying out loud now.

I never thought I would say those kind of words to Andy, never had it crossed my mind but then again, I didn't think she would turn into such a horrible person. I can only guess about how it happened, how she would turn so quickly or maybe it was all a joke to her from the very beginning. Why was this happening? Why did Andy turn on me?

I push myself up into a sitting position, wiping my face with my arm before looking over to the shelf above the head of my bed. I reached out and picked up a frame and brought it into view. It was one of me and Andy with me standing behind her, holding her as we smiled at the camera. I clutched it tightly before raising it with the intention of smashing it but...I can't bring myself to do it. Instead, I brought it back down, holding it close to my chest as I lay back down on my bed, letting the tears run free as I hiccupped.

What happened to my best friend?

What's this? Two updates in a weekend! This could only mean one thing...nothing of great importance. This is kinda an apology chap for the last one which sucked horrible while this one just sucks. Have I ruined this story? Well, anyway, OH MY FUCKING GOD, ANDY YOU BITCH! How could you do that! It's a bitch for you guys as you are clueless while I, myself, am not. My whole incapacition thing is over!...I think. Nothing a little retail therapy can't solve...as well as othe things but the DVD's and soon to be mine video game helps alot. Thank you all for reading and reveiwing and more is always welcomed, even to say you have fucked up the story...wait no, they are not desired even if it's true.

Last time I said I drew something for this fic so, here it is. It hasn't happened in the story but I thought, they would do this. Now remember, I be an artist of words, not of nice lines. I cannot draw hands, feet, arms, faces (kind of) so basically i suck but eh, what are you gonna do. If this link does not work then go on my page and you'll find the link to my deivanart thingy, which is kind new...sorta.

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Alright, until next time people!