"Saviour Will Be There..." ((Andley Fanfic))

Chapter Eleven

Andy's POV:

I didn't think it was humanly possible to cry as much as I did, but I proved that theory wrong as I continued to sob even after my eyes were dry. I hadn't noticed that the bus stopped until Jinxx was knocking on the door.

"Andy, you okay in there? We gotta go now."

​​​​​I wiped my eyes, standing up dizzily.

"Yeah...I'll be right out,"
I croaked, my voice cracking. My throat was sore and my eyes itched terribly. I thought about telling Jinxx I was 'sick' and couldn't go with them, but he'd seen me just a few minutes before and I was fine. I'm always 'fine.'

I rinsed my face with cold water and used my sleeve to dry it off. I silently came out of the bathroom, dismissing the weird looks from the guys and grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the counter. They assumed I was heading inside for the interview, which I was, but after I smoked. It always calmed my nerves and I felt a bit more relaxed after, so that's what I did. I'll smoke as much I want, but I will add that it isn't good for my health to smoke an entire pack in ten minutes. But what do I care about my health? We all die at some point, and once you're dead it won't matter how healthily you lived your life, because you're dead. 

I put out my last cigarette and after about five more minutes of standing out in the cold and fighting with my thoughts, I went inside. They'd just started the interview and I was informed I was fifteen minutes late. I sat next to Jake as he was the furthest away from Ashley. He wouldn't even take a second glance at me and I suddenly felt completely ashamed. I knew he regretted kissing me, touching me. I kissed back because that was the was the only chance I'd ever get to feel so close to him...

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The interview wasn't at all that entertaining, but I didn't expect it to be.
​​​​​It mainly consisted of CC laughing at his own jokes, Ashley ignoring me, Jinxx telling CC to shut up, Jake and CC arguing over God knows what, and questions we'd been asked countless times.
I did my best to answer everything the guy asked me, but I tend to distract myself and get off topic. Before I knew it I was the only one talking while the guys sat awkwardly and listened. I could feel myself blushing as I noticed I was rambling again about something that wasn't necessarily important. I also noticed Ashley watching me with a soft smile on his lips.

Ashley's POV:

I listened patiently as Andy finished talking. I knew it was partially due to his ADD but could tell he was slightly nervous, as he was speaking rapidly and kept messing with his hair. I always thought it was cute when he did that and didn't get annoyed in the slightest. At times I didn't get to answer questions but that was okay because I loved his voice. I loved everything about him. I wish I could tell him..I was thinking about asking him to be my boyfriend. We'd have to keep it a secret, just until we were comfortable enough to come out about it. My only fear was that he'd reject me. I know he's supposed to be 'straight' or whatever...but I still have the tiniest bit of hope that he might feel the same way. He did kiss me back earlier. I could definitely feel a spark and our lips seemed to fit perfectly together. I wanted to keep kissing him, but I didn't want to freak him out or anything. I think in all honesty I was the one who freaked out. Once he had began to put his arms around me I got nervous and backed out. I felt bad for ditching him but he'll be fine. I planned on talking to him later that night and I'd make things better between us. I just wanted one night with him. The two of us alone together. I wanted one night to prove to him I loved him. Tonight would be that night.
As the interview came to an end, I kept my gaze on Andy. I felt a slight pain in my heart at the sight of him. He looked so lonely even though he was surrounded by people who truly cared about him. The emptiness in his once sparkling eyes was too much for me to bear and I wanted to hug him so tightly that his broken pieces might stick back together.
I wanted him to smile and laugh again, and I wanted to be the reason for it. Tonight I'd confess my feelings to him. Tonight I'd tell him I loved him.

I didn't know he loved me, or how broken he really was...