You're Not My Babysitter

Chapter 24

Andy

"I-," Ashton stuttered, "Andy I don't really know what to say to that."

"I know," I ran my hands through my hair, "trust me I don't know what to say to it either. I- it's not even that I want to be in a relationship. In fact, I know that I'm not ready for one but, when I'm around you I can't get it off of my mind and, it's driving me insane!"

I didn't like that I wanted more than what we had. Especially because I knew she didn't and, I honestly didn't think I was ready but, it seemed like the more I tried not to think about her, the more she crossed my mind.

"Andy," She chuckled, "I get it. Trust me I do but, I'm not ready for this right now."

Ashton put some distance between us and let it be silent for a minute before speaking again.

"I think I'm gonna go out with Gracie and Presley tonight. Is that ok?"

I wanted to talk about my feelings and she just wanted to go out?

"Yeah sure," I scoffed as I got up and left her room, "have fun."

I walked out of her room and slammed the door behind me.

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Ashton

I couldn't stop thinking. About our conversation, about the way he walked out on me. I know I reacted the wrong way but, I didn't have the guts to tell him I was feeling the same way. So, instead I decided to go to Gracie's and get high.

"Wait a minute wait wait wait," I mumbled, "if you- if you drop a bar of soap on the floor...does that mean thats um- the floor is- the floor is clean or the soap is dirty?"

"Oh my fucking god!" Presley gasped.

She was high too.

"You guys are so gone." Gracie chuckled.

Gracie was kind of the mom of the group especially when we smoked, given the fact that she didn't like to participate.

"I miss Andyyyy," I started tearing up, "he told me he likes me like- ya know more than a "let's rip each other's clothes off" kinda like, like- a "let's hold hands and go on dates" kinda like and I- I- never mind I forget what was gonna come after that."

"Wait what?" Gracie asked concern lacing her voice.

"I just told you. I forget," I shouted, "I should call him huh?"

"Ash I don't know if that's a good idea," Gracie mumbled while trying to pry Presley's fingers out of her hair, "maybe you should wait until you're thinking clear-"

The sound of my phone dialing Andy's number cut her off and caused her to sigh.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby," I yelled into the phone, "I miss you and I'm sorry for what I said- or didn't say and- god damnit I keep forgetting what I'm supposed to say!"

"Jo," Andy questioned, "are you ok? What's going on?"

"I feel the same feelings that you are feeling but, I'm not used to feeling them so I ran away instead of saying that I was feeling and, now I'm high."

"Slow down," He sighed, "wait- did you just say you're high?"

"Oh shit, I wasn't supposed to tell you any of that I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" I was tearing up again at this point.

"Baby it's ok," he sighed, "can you pass the phone to Gracie?"

"Yeah," I smiled, "and Andy?"

"Yes Jo?" He asked with the sound of his car starting going off in the background.

"I'd like it if you started calling me baby more often."