Love, why do we need it (Andley oneshot)

(All from Ashley Pov)

             Lying in my bed all alone thinking, Love, why do we need it? Is there something to it, a reason it’s there, is it a part of our life? It seems everything I love; I lose like my life isn’t like others because I can’t love. Everything I have ever loved every girlfriend, every loved one, and the most important thing of all I lost my crush, his name is Andrew Denis Biersack. I lost him to a whore named Juliet Simms; she is she not capable of loving him. Not like I can love him.

             At school I see you, but you’re with her. She clings on to you in a way like she’s trying to say your mine. I can see you don’t love her, it’s in your eyes the way you look at her it’s like you can’t stand even touching her. You don’t love her, give me a chance I can love you more than she can. But you don’t notice me, and you never will.

             I’ve loved you since I saw you. Your eyes are the color of the sea there such a beautiful shade of blue, how milky white your skin is. Your hair is natural shades of dirty blond but you cover that beauty with black hair dye, you’re so tall and it just makes your look come together. You’re a beautiful being, and she can’t see that. She can’t see it like I can.

              At my locker I stand there still, I then open it so I can grab my thing so I can head home. As I’m closing my locker I turn around to a surprise. You crash your lips into mine I kiss back for a few seconds then I pull back and ask “Why?” you smile and hold onto my hands “I don’t need her if I have you” is all you say. You ask me to be your boyfriend and all I have to say is “Yes.”

              Laying in my room but this time I’m not alone I have you. I then realize why we have love. We have is so we can have a passionate relationship with another person, it’s when your there for someone when they’re upset. Someone that’s there when you cry, laugh, someone that you can love.