Love At First Sight [Andley] (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 11

AN: Hiya! Here's another update because I was mean last night and left off. Andyways, enjoy!

Andy's P.O.V.

Ash pulled away from me. I stared at him. I felt my face burning to the point I began to sweat a little.

"Oh my fuck. What have I done? I am so, so sorry Andy!" Ash said and quickly walked up the stairs skipping a few steps here and there.

I followed him up the stairs as he quickly closed his door. I knocked lightly on it and walked in without waiting for a response.

Ash was sitting on the edge of his bed, face in his hands, leaning forward. I heard him quietly crying.

I walked over to him and knelt down in front of him. I placed my hand on his shoulder and just sat there looking at him.

I couldn't take it any more. I pushed him back on his bed to where he was on his back and I was lying on top of him. I had his hands pent up behind his head.

I kissed him on the cheek lightly and looked at him. He took his hands from my hold and put one on my cheek and the other behind my head lightly tugging on my hair.

He pulled me down and kissed me a little rougher than he did before. I was a little reluctant. After all, this was my first kiss. I didn't really know what to do. Somehow, my lips did though. As shocked as I was, my lips moved along with his like they knew what they were doing. Like they had done this a million times before.

I pulled away and stood up looking down at the floor. I could already tell that my face was a bright shade of red. Fuck.

"So, I guess you know that I'm gay now..." Ash said.

"Guess you know my secret too." I responded, taking the chance to look at Ashley. His face was just as red as mine.

"Yeah, you hid it pretty well. Except for when you would stare at me during class." he said with a smirk.

I didn't know my face could turn even redder than it already was, but it did.

"Shut up! Besides, several times I saw you staring at me while I was doing my work."

"Touché." Kitty said with a smile.

I sat down on his bed next to him.

"Uhm..." I started.

"Uhm... what?"  

"I don't really know. I'm an awkward person and I'm not very good at keeping a conversation. Especially after my first kiss."

"That was your first kiss?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Fuck. I'm so sorry. I didn't want to take that from you. It should have been with someone else."

Someone else? The hell is he talking about?

"Uh, no. You don't get it, do you?" I asked.

"I guess not.."

"Ever since I saw you, I knew I liked you. I just never thought that you would like me back. I wanted my first kiss to be with you, I wad dumbfounded though because it actually was with you."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

We sat there for a minute just looking at the ground. Ash cleared his throat.

"I know that this is weird, most likely a stupid question, but, you still wanna catch that movie?"

"I thought you would never ask. I didn't know how much longer I could sit in and awkward silence like that without doing something stupid."

We laughed and Ash grabbed my hand and we walked down the hall, I followed him down the stairs, out the front door, and to his car.

I hopped into the passenger seat while Ash took the drivers seat. Well, obliviously.

As soon as we had left, the music went up super loud, and was like that until we got to the movies.

"Got any preferences for a movie?"

"Batman?"

"How did I know? Sure."

Ash got our tickets and a popcorn for us to share. We walked down the hall to the movie room that Batman would be playing in.

We sat down and after a few minutes, the preview went off, and the movie began to play.

Ash had done the fake yawn thing so he could put his arm around my should and pulled me closer to him so that my head was on his shoulder. In the attempt he failed and ended up hitting me in the side of my head. He fixed it and we sat there trying not to giggle and be quiet.

"Elegant." I whispered.

It was a little too dark to see his face, but I could tell that Ash was blushing.

I had known this man for, what? Two days? It already felt like I had known him for years and we were best friends. In reality his was my high school math teacher and he liked me. Wow. Not really something you would expect from just looking at me.

After the movie was over we went back home and both went to our rooms. It was a little to early for dinner so we just kind of sat in our rooms for a while thinking about our day. That's what I did anyways. I have no idea what Ash was doing.

I had lain down on my bed and was staring at my ceiling. This is so wrong. I can't like my teacher. He shouldn't like me. I'm just another idiotic kid who he teaches. I'll just, stay out of his way. Be quiet around the house. Maybe I won't bother him. If my mom was still here she would know what I should do. She could fix anything from small cuts to oh my fuck 7 year old life crisis because Johnny hit me.

I walked over to the dresser where my silver tongued friend with sharp but sweet words lay. I know I shouldn't but...

I grabbed it and walked to my bathroom. One small cut wouldn't be bad. Enough to get rid of the stress, and worry, and I'm done. That's it.

I scrapped the blade over the skin on my wrist. A little deeper than I meant too because a small circle of blood appeared. Nothing I couldn't handle though. I took a few pieces of toilet paper and lightly pressed them against the cut until the small circle of blood disappeared. I then threw the toilet paper away in the tiny trash can besides the sink and rinsed the cut under water while rubbing, causing it to sting a little.

After that, I cleaned the blade and put it back into the dresser drawer hiding it until next time.

I lay back in bed deciding to take a small nap until dinner. Little did I know that, that was a mistake.

Ashley's P.O.V.

I knocked lightly on Andy's door see if he wanted dinner now or later. He didn't answer so I knocked a little louder. When he still didn't answer I began to worry a little.

I opened the door to see Andy peacefully sleeping. I was getting ready to leave the room when something caught my attention. His wrist.

I walked over to him and sat down on the bed gently, so I wouldn't wake him. I looked one wrist with lots of old faded scars. I looked at the other one to see a lot more faded one, and a new scar. It looked recently made.

I knew that he had his razor, I just never thought he would still self harm. I began to cry. Andy woke up and looked at me shocked, but then realized what was going on. Why Andy?

AN: End of this chapter. I hope you liked it :3 A little, not so bad smut, and some sad stuff. I am going to bed now. Goodnight!