Half and Half

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DUDES AND DUDETTES, tho I'm positive we are all girls reading this...

ANYWAY

I was gonna put in a picture of 'Andrae' Shirtless, but when I looked up who plays his character, Aze Cowley, I saw some.. terrifying pictures, not of him... So yeah.

I give you this from his Ask, instead:

Unknown: What is something you believe, that many people would disagree with?

Aze: I don't believe everybody is beautiful. It's just something society says to cheer people up. Some people have tumors in their eyes, and or are psychopathic murders. There are many people who don't deserve to be called beautiful. I get societies definition when it means everybody has some sort of value and good qualities. But for me at least, a beautiful person is someone who is physically attractive, and is a caring/loving person with a great personality. Someone who is one of a kind.

Sierra's POV

Looking up, I almost choke on my own spit.

"H-hey." I managed to spit out. I stared at him, shirtless, with water droplets here and there. His abs were what caught my eyes. His hair was wet, and he ran a hand through it, making it stick up. His pants were soaked too, clinging to his legs. Yet, he still managed to look.. hot.

I felt my face heat up, no doubt turning bright red.

An easygoing smile on his face, he chuckled, "So, I started working at the carnival too."

Instantly, a smile was plastered to my face. "For real? Which booth or concession stand do you work?"

He scratched the back of his neck, and I found myself eyeing his shirtless body again. OH MY GOD SIERRA STOP.

Snapping me out of my teenage girl ogling session, Andrae said, "I run the dunk tank." He cracked a half smile, making me melt.

I laughed, "I was wondering what got you so wet."

We both burst out laughing, at how inappropriate my comment was. After we calmed down, he asked me, "So wanna hang out after I finish my shift?"

I nodded, "Totally."

**

"Boo!"

I shrieked, jumping off the stool I sat on. The stool fell onto the ground, and I fell on my butt. "Damn it." I said under my breath.

I got up, my backside aching. I rubbed my butt, wondering who would be cruel enough to make me land on my butt. I frowned, and turning around, I saw Andrae, who was holding his laughter in. He laughed quietly to himself.

I blushed, and punched him in the shoulder. I folded my arms, turning back around.

"Oh come on, you can't be mad at me." He whined.

"Yes I can."

"No you can't." He objected.

"Watch me." I sneered.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, making me suck in a breath, he rested his chin on my shoulder, and my heart started to beat irregularly.

His breath fanned my neck, when he whispered, "I'm watching.", against my neck.

It sent me shivers down my spine, and the hairs on my neck to stand up. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down. I drew in short breaths, until I started breathing normally again.

"You're a jerk, you know that?" I spoke nervously.

He nuzzled his head into my neck, and my skin was on fire. "Really?" He breathed into my neck, and my stomach did flip flops.