Troubled kisses(school hiatus)

Troubled Kisses chapter 25

I'm changing things up a bit!!

[Ashlynn's PoV]

I sat in pre-calc as the teacher bored on about some stupid formula that I knew firstly that I would never use it. They only teach us math because it's required.

I felt myself dozing off in class when I felt my phone vibrate. I hid it behind my thick ass textbook and looked at the message that I had received. It was from Andy. I felt my cheeks blaze and I looked around to see if anyone was watching me. Luckily, everyone was either sleeping, taking notes, or crying...

I read the message and smiled a bit.

I'll pick you up after school.

He said with a smiley face. I wrinkled my eyebrows. He rarely wanted to pick me up and the last he did pick me up was when Dannie had an allergic reaction to eggs.

Who in the hell is allergic to eggs? Well, Dannie is.

I started to text Andy back before the teacher caught me on my phone.

For why?

Loose lips sink ships, darling.

I scoffed and slipped my phone back into my pocket. Sometimes I just didn't understand Andy, but that's what I liked about him. He was smart and clever, and definitely one of the best looking guys I've ever seen.

God, snap out of it Ashlynn. You do realize he's like, 6 years older than you?

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It was after school and I walked out of campus, looking around for Andy's familiar red convertible and I spotted it as it was parked on the side. I smiled and started to walk to him when I paused. There was at least a million girls surrounding him and was chatting it up like two parrots having tea. I clenched my fists and opened my mouth to speak, but stopped myself. Andy was talking back to the girls and I squinted my eyes.

Andy--or whoever that was, had blonde hair that was cut short on the sides and was longer as it reached the top. Andy had his hair gelled and you could see his piercings and his tattoos behind his ears and neck more visibly. I blushed when I saw him wearing a navy blue polo shirt and some basketball shorts. He rarely wore basketball shorts but when he did, I caught a glimpse of the line of Chinese characters on his leg. I blushed when I saw his brown eyes glance at the girls, then locked in on mine. His smile turned genuine as he pushed past the girls and hugged me.

"Long time no see," he squeezed. I laughed nervously because some girls were giving me dirty looks. "Ready to go?"

"Go where?"

"That," he snapped his fingers. "Is a secret I cannot spill, but if you're willing to get a surprise, then follow me," he said. I shrugged and stepped into his car with confidence, eve though those girls were giving me dirty looks. We drove off for hours and hours until we reached Los Angeles.

"What are we doing here?" I asked. It was already pitch black at night and my phone was at 22%. Luckily I brought my charger, or else I would've been pulverized. Andy smirked, but didn't tell me anything. He just kept on driving until we came to a strip where stores were lined up. He parked in front of a tattoo parlor and I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion. "What are we doing here?"

Andy smiled and pointed to the sign. I looked up and I immediately knew everything. The sign, in bright neon pink, said--

"I bought a tattoo parlor and I... I uh, named it after you," Andy said with a blush. Ash and Bones. He really did name it after me. Well, half of it. Andy grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the door, which was locked with a padlock. Inside, it smelled like spray paint and coconut. Andy's favorite scent and it was mine. He sat me down on the chair as if he was giving me a tattoo. Then, he clasped my hand and kissed it softly. I could feel the stubble of his beard against my knuckles and it tickled.

Just like my chest. It fluttered in an unnatural way. Andy looked up at me with his brown eyes that looked nearly black. I felt like I was being sucked into them.

"Ash..." He said quietly. I felt my chest tighten. I haven't heard someone call me that ever since Dannie. And ever since our argument, it was like she disappeared. I felt tears well up in my eyes and my nose stung. I fucking hated Trinity. That little fucking snitch. How dare she tell Dannie that I was faking our friendship! I mean, sure talking to her was a dare from my dick-sucking friends, but I've always thought Dannie's tattoo's were the shit. They looked so cool and she looked so mature. She was never not confident with herself. She was a tomboy, while I was the preppy catholic girl. She could get tattoo's freely while I couldn't even get a scar on my face without getting scolded at.

I was jealous of Dannie.

But at the same time, I wanted to be friends with her. Not just admire her.

Even if I was dared to ask to be her friend, I would've asked sooner or later. The dare actually pushed me to ask her.

And now it's over. Our friendship... Everything. She even stopped coming to school for some reason.

I snapped back to reality when Andy squeezed my hand. "Ashlynn..." He said slowly. I gulped when I saw the sincere look in his eyes. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

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[Andy's PoV]

I sat in my car as I tapped the wheel, debating on whether I should pick Ashlynn up from school. I just bought a new store in Las Vegas and I would be quitting Purple Ink, unfortunately.

I groaned and pulled out my phone as I texted Ollie.

I'm doing it today.

You're asking Ashlynn out? You do realize she's like, 6 years under you.

No shit, Sherlock. I cursed I myself. She was 17 and I was 23. a perfect 6 year difference. Why couldn't it be like Dannie and Nick? She was 17 and Nick was 20. A perfect 2-3 year difference.

But I loved Ashlynn. She was my everything. Every time she came to the parlor, she would light up everything. My heart beat faster, my cheeks blazed, my chest tightened and of course, I just wanted to pull her into a deep kiss and never let go.

Then I thought of the mistakes I would make. Nick got Dannie pregnant, but she was responsible enough. She lived throughout her whole high school years without her parents and lived off of little to no money. I wondered how she did it. How she could be so strong and independent.

Just do it right, okay? I don't want you coming to work tomorrow with eyes so puffy you can't work. Ollie replied. I didn't answer and just put my phone back into my pocket as I drove off to see Ashlynn.

On the way, I remembered about when I first met her. Dannie had brought her I and I greeted her with a smile. She was so beautiful. So innocent and so eager to get a piercing or a tattoo. And I would b happy to give her one.

Her blonde hair whipped around like silk and her bright blue eyes glittered as she looked around the shop. I felt it was my job to look after her; to care for her, be there for her, love her...

I buried my head in my hands and mentally screamed. Then, I stepped on the gas pedal, and left.

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I decided to go with Ashlynn's PoV cause I noticed she barely had any relevation in this story. Well, sorta... I just wanted to make her known! Put her out there!!

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