but you don't understand.

Had the brunette ever been this anxious? No. The answer was no. Movies premieres, auditions, all seemed like a piece of cake. This may have been one, if not, the most nerve wracking thing she ever had to do. There were no characters, just her and Andrew. The person who she had spent an increasingly amount of time with and talking to over the past year. it was all great– they were great. However, if was there any chance of them fully getting back to the way they used to be before that thing happened, it was all tossed out the window now. It truly sucked.   Because they couldn’t avoid it anymore, soon there would be a tiny human in the world that would be all the reminder of that. An actual person. She shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts and try to appear perfectly normal and calm to him. “Oh, good. Because I don’t just bring cupcakes over in the middle of the night for just anyone, you know.” Daisy let out a small laugh as she entered the home, "So consider yourself very special, Mr. Garfield.“

Despite the two’s efforts to make everything not increasingly awkward, (and they were trying) it was pretty inevitable at this moment. All they do was leave it be for now. Whatever happened… happened. Even if meant things took a turn for the worse after she told him. “Well, I’d be extremely offended if you didn’t, but when you’re slightly sleep deprived at work tomorrow, don’t tell them I helped contribute to that, okay?“ Daisy playfully rolled her eyes, the card in her hand honestly feeling like it would be drop any moment. If that wasn’t a sign to tell him now, she didn’t know what would be. Here goes nothing. “But um… you’re probably wondering why I needed to see you ASAP and that reason’s right here,“ the brunette began, referring to the envelope she was holding. She sat the cupcakes down on the coffee table as they approached the living room. “I think you should sit down though… I’m not sure how’ll you take it?” Stop stalling, Daisy. It’ll be fine. Taking a deep breath, she could physically feel her heart rate increasing by the second. “This is for you.” She managed the smallest of smiles as she handed the envelope over to the older male.

The slight sense of tension still remained in the air whenever the two met up or visited one another. It was one of the reasons that Andrew found FaceTime such a helpful app – anybody would think nothing had ever happened. There didn’t seem to be any awkward moments despite him craving to see her in person most of the time. He remained in high hope that the somewhat discomfort between them would soon fade away and things would return to what they had once been. It was then that he realized how lost in thought he had become; opting to give a cheesy looking grin to Daisy when she mentioned him being special. “Well then, if it is because of my specialness then I am forever grateful to you.” His eyes practically following the box when they made their way through to the living room. Those brown eyes changed into that of an excited puppy waiting for it’s treat. Being so drained had made him dozy and increased his clumsy nature. All becoming evident when he almost collapsed back into the seat by missing his footing. 

In all honestly, Daisy’s head was spinning. In fact, she didn’t think it stopped since the news she received the following week. Pregnant. The doctor’s voice kept repeating in her head. She was pregnant and to say, she was freaking out would be a huge understatement. Why was this happening? Why now? Right now her life was far too chaotic to add a child in the mix. How could she possibly raise a baby when she forgets to take care of herself some days? This wasn’t happening. It was just all too much. Usually, the brunette found great comfort in FaceTiming Andrew, or just talking to him in general. No matter what was happening at that point in time. That was what was so great about their friendship. Yes, their friendship that survived the awkwardness on drunkenly sleeping together. It finally seemed like they were getting back to the way they used to be. Until… this. She was honestly hoping to God, the male couldn’t sense her nervousness in any way. Especially when he brought up and keep repeating the word baby. Which was just Daisy’s luck. Baby, baby, baby. 

So after multiple (more like a million) pep talks from herself, she set off to go to Andrew. In the middle of the night, nevertheless. Which meant sweatpants, a sweater, cupcakes and a card she got him that would hopefully relieve some of the awkwardness the situation would soon bring. She couldn’t sleep and she knew she wouldn’t be able to until she finally got this off her chest. And hope this didn’t ruin their friendship all together. The closer she got to his house, the more she believed she couldn’t go through with it. What would he even think?  Breathe, Daisy. It’s just Andrew. You’re comfortable around Andrew. Just go in and do it.  The brunette kept reminding herself as she finally managed to get up the confidence to walk up to the door. With cupcakes and card in one hand, she used her free to hand to knock softly on his door.  “Hey, you..” her grin grew wide as soon as she saw him, trying her hardest to ignore the increase of her heart rate as she looked at him, “I come bearing cupcakes and a gift.”

Every time that Andrew saw Daisy, the feeling was almost bittersweet. Their common interests and the friendship that they shared made it easy to overlook the awkwardness. In spite of it all, he could still sense some awkward feelings between them – there was always a chance that those feelings were one-sided and that he was overreacting out of angst. Angst that suddenly awoke him from the slight sleepy state that he was in. Not being able to sleep did not stop him from feeling some measure of tired though with Daisy there, he felt energized and have somewhere to focus it. A small, sweet smile was present on his lips which naturally came into view when seeing such a dear friend. His attention, nonetheless, was captured by the gift in her hands. His smile expanded into a grin at the mention of cupcakes. “Hello, Miss Ridley.” Stepping aside from the doorway so that she could step into the home, “Cupcakes and your company are always welcome in this house.” He declared; probably far too excessive for the timing yet it was out there as he guided her inside.