the secret us ; a.i

ten: roses

ashton.

"how are you?"

"i'm okay. how's andrea?"

i sighed. "she's okay. still asleep."

"take care of my best friend, okay? you're her world. don't hurt her." calum ended as he hanged up.

andrea is sound asleep. her eyes, her nose, her chin, her dainty body. everything about her just keeps me getting to fall for her everyday.

but, i still can't love her.

i took a quick shower and dressed up in my daily black jeans and a white shirt. i kissed her forehead and went to buy her some fresh flowers.

people had been rushing here and there at the mall. i don't know what's happening.

"uhm, excuse me? what's happening?" i asked an old lady.

she just shrugged and smiled. "people nowadays are busy. they have to rush because its almost work time." she neatly stated and bid good bye to go home.

i entered the flower shop and got peach-colored roses.

i hope she'll like this.

as i was nearing starbucks, i saw bryana waiting at the shed.

"ash? what are you doing here?" she kissed my cheek.

i smiled. "nothing, i just got flowers fo-"

"is that for me? how did you know these are my favorite!" she giggled and got the flowers for herself.

i just shrugged and sat down beside her.

a few hours later as we went home, i almost forgot about andrea.

the flowers.

shit.

"where did you go?" she plainly stated.

i just sat beside her and said nothing.

"with bryana?"

i nodded.

"you guys seem sweet."

"yeah."

she just stood up and locked herself in her room.

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title credits to nyctomgc ❤

this hurts so much, fuck.