I woke up feeling exceedingly warm and cozy. Unfortunately I also had a pounding headache and my stomach was tossing and turning. My eyes flew open and I practically flew out of the bed and into the bathroom. I hung my head over the toilet as I vomited up whatever was left in my stomach. I must've drunk a lot the night before. Once everything was out of my system I sat back, groaning in discomfort. Then, another realization hit me. I was completely naked. My eyes widened as I looked down at myself. How did I end up like that?
"Hey, you okay?" I looked up and saw Ashley standing there with only a sheet wrapped around his waist. The color drained from my face as shock settled over me. "Oh god, we didn't...."
Ash bit his lip and I wanted to scream as little flashes of the night came back to me. "Fuck, we did!" I cried. I stood up and pushed past him, collecting my jeans and pulling them on angrily. Ash followed me, looking a bit hurt. "This never happened," I growled, jabbing a finger in his direction.
"Andy, we can't just forget this happened," Ashley said, frowning.
"Well, why the hell not?" It was more of a rhetorical question than anything else, so I went to storm past him, but he stepped in front of me. "You said you still love me," he said quietly, not making eye contact.
"Well, I don't!" I yelled. "I was drunk and I was caught up in the moment. I do not love you." I went to leave again and this time he didn't try to stop me. I walked quickly back to my room, anger pulsing through me. I slammed the door after me, not realizing that Vic and Kellin were still there, cuddled up under the blankets of my bed. They shot up when I came in and Vic looked like he was about to say something, but I didn't give him a chance, quickly shutting myself up in the bathroom and locking the door. I must've looked like a wreck to them, carrying my shirt and my shoes in my hand. I didn't care, though.
I was so angry at myself. Why did I have to go and do that? Why did I go back to his room? I should've known better. A small sob escaped my lips as I sat down on the lid of the toilet, burying my head in my hands. "Andy?" Kellin called from the other side of the door. "Are you okay?" I didn't reply. I couldn't bring myself to. "Andy, let me in," he said, his voice gentle. More silence from my end. I heard Kellin sigh and a moment later he appeared in the bathroom, startling me. "Doors don't keep me out anymore, Andrew," he said with a smile which I didn't return.
"Get out," I muttered half heartedly.
"Nope. Not until you tell me what's wrong," he said firmly, crossing his arms over his chest. The tone of his voice let me know that he was not planning on backing down. I sighed and looked down at the ground. "I slept with Ashley," I mumbled. "I was drunk and I slept with him and I told him I loved him."
"You what?" Kellin exclaimed. "I didn't think you would do that." I groaned and put my head in my hands again. I didn't think I would either. "I know. I can barely remember it, just some parts," I mumbled into my palms. "I don't know how much I said to him, but I know I said that. He used it to try to get me to stay this morning, but I told him it wasn't true, that I was drunk and didn't mean a thing." Tears pricked at my eyes as I thought about it.
"And what did he say to that?" Kellin asked.
"He didn't say anything at all," I replied. "Listen, I don't really want to think about this, let alone talk about it. Can we just forget about it?"
"We can stop talking about it. I'm not so sure about forgetting it," Kellin said, rubbing my shoulder reassuringly. "Now, come on. Let's get out of this bathroom."
I reluctantly got up and opened the door. Vic was standing just outside it, leaning against the wall. He gave me a sympathetic look, his lips curved into a frown. "I guess you heard all that," I muttered. Vic just nodded. Concern was written all over his face. Was it really that worrying? I didn't think it would be a big deal to anyone but myself.
"I don't know what to do," I sighed, going over and collapsing on the bed. Vic and Kellin both came over and sat on either side of me. "It'll work out," Vic said. "Things like this always do."
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Sorry this is kinda short but it's more of a fuller than anything else. Shit's gonna go down soon so you get this for now. Hope you liked it regardless. - Lily
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The Art of Reconstruction (Andley)
Fanfiction(Spinoff of The Art of Dilapidation) Andy and Ashley were perfect for each other. They never cared that they had to hide their love from homophobes and even their friends, until one day, seven years into the relationship, Ashley started to care. Tw...
