Ashley’s POV
Me and Andy walked out of the mall and to his car, we didn’t bother putting any music on and just spoke the whole time. It was nice, we talked about school, music, Andy’s band.
“So yeah, we need a bassist and back up singer pretty bad”
“I play bass, and sing a little” I said casually, I saw his smile grow bigger.
“Wanna have a try out for the band?”
“Fuck yeah” I said smiling, we both laughed. After around 10 minutes Andy pulled in to his drive way. We got out and walked over to my house, I got the key out my pocket and unlocked the door, me and Andy were greeted by my two dogs.
“Awh, they’re cute. Are they yours Ash?”
“Yeah, sucks I have to leave them here though”
“Nah you don’t. You can bring them with you”
“Oh my God thank you so much Andy” I hugged him, when I pulled away from the hug I looked in to his eyes. I couldn’t help but stare at his beautiful blue eyes. He stared back at mine. I guess he realised what was happening because he coughed.
“So, urm- what are their name?”
“Oh uhm, that ones Tokyo and this ones Killer” I said pointing to each one as I said their names.
“Right, let’s go upstairs and pack your shit. My rooms pretty big so you can share with me” Andy said shoving me up the stairs.
Andy’s POV
“Right let’s go upstairs and pack your shit. My rooms pretty big so you can share with me” I said shoving Ash up the stairs. I couldn’t help but stare at his ass as he walked up the stairs… Those skinny jeans didn’t help either! Woah, Andy you’re straight!! No you’re not. Yes I am. No you’re not, you’re bi Andy.
“FUCK YOU NO I’M NOT” Shit I said that outloud.
“Andy who are you talking to?” Ash said when we got in to his room.
“Urm, no one. Was having an argument with myself” I laughed awkwardly.
“Oh… Okay?” Ash grabbed a suitcase from under the bed and chucked all of his clothes in there, he then shoved all of his bracelets, the odd necklace, make up, he literally packed everything he needed. He went in to the bathroom and when he came back out I saw him putting something in his pocket.
“Ash, what did you just put in your pocket?”
“Oh-urm-uh nothing Andy”
“Ash, empty your pockets. Now” I demanded.
“NO!” Oh shit I know what it is!
“Ashley Purdy do it now” He simply shook his head. Well desperate times call for desperate measures. I pushed him on to his bed and straddled him. Holding his arms down with my legs.
“Andy stop!” I felt his pockets and felt something in one of them.
“Andy please!” I could hear him crying, but I needed to do this. I put my hand in the pocket and pulled out 3 razors. I looked at them and tears started forming in my eyes.
“Ash, show me your arms.” He pulled his hoodie sleeves up to reveal new cuts.
“When?” I asked stroking each individual cut
“La-last night” I got off him, put the razors in my pocket and pulled him in to a hug.
“Andy- I’m so sorry. I-I just felt so guilty for you getting hurt” He said between sobs.
