Andrew and you have been in a relationship for a month, you weren't exactly on the best terms. There was endless of arguments and making up again, it was getting exhausting and stupid. He hated the bickering but god did he love you.

Andrew was sat on the couch, legs men spread as he switched through the channels, nothing seeming to catch his gaze. With a sigh he grabbed the lighter and the pack of cigarettes. Just as he was about to light the cigarette his eyes glanced over to the corner looking at you. He knew how much you disliked his smoking habits.. did he stop? No he didn't. He lit up the cigarette , Andrew let out a long sigh with smoke. It calmed him and it felt nice.