I was just dozing off when my phone vibrated on my nightstand. I considered ignoring it, but then I thought that maybe reading a drunken 2 am text would be worth it, so I reached over and grabbed it.
A flutter exploded in my stomach when I realized it was Andrew. I was torn between being upset and ignoring it, or excited and anxious to see what he had to say. I went with the latter.
All he asked me was if I was still up. I'm not in the mood tonight, sorry. I texted back, and shut off my phone altogether.
Not even three seconds later, there was a knock on my door, and Andrew tentatively pushed it open and stuck his head in. "So you are up." He said softly. "Can I come in?"
I sighed, but motioned for him to come in, sitting up and pulling my pillow onto my lap to snuggle in an effort t
