𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 - 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐢𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢 [𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝?]

41. Story

Layla
Ryland held up his camera, filming his new Gucci haul with Morgan. Morgan had just reached 1 million subscribers and they were celebrating. I sat on the counter top, as Andrew walked around petting Cheeto.

He walked up to me and I gestured to him, and he lean against me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, resting my head on my arm.

"What do you guys think?" Ryland asked, whipping the camera around towards us, "Are they ugly?"

"Yes, but expensive ugly." I giggled, causing Andrew to laugh too.

"Thank you Layla!" Ryland cheered, turning the camera back around.

"Hey love?" I whispered, turning my head to looking at his.

"Yes?" He whispered back, leaning his head back.

"So the walking dead comes back soon, and I may or may not have a plus one to come to the premiere." I explained, "and I was wondering if you'd go with me?"

"Wait really?" He asked in shock, turning to face me. I nodded my head, smiling brightly, "I'd love too!" He presses his lips on mine for a quick second and smiled brighter than ever.

"Great!" I smiled, hugging him tightly.

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I pulled Andrews arm off my body and I pushed back the bedding, stretching my tired body and sat up. I shuffled out of the bedroom, and entered Shane's kitchen. I grabbed my pills that I leave at Shane's and popped two into my mouth with a mouthful of water.

I dragged my body into bedroom and looked over to Andrew, he moved his body slightly but kept his eyes shut. I collected my clothes and headed towards the bathroom of the bedroom. I turned on the shower, and pulled off the oversized clothes.

I scanned myself in the mirror, and watched my disgusting body. I sighed, picking up my phone and connecting it to the speaker. I pressed shuffle on my Spotify and let it happen by tame impala began playing. I stepped into the warm water, and bobbed my head back with pleasure from the warmth of the water.

Two minutes passed and I felt the presence of another person in the shower. It was of course Andrew. His arms wrapped around my bare body and I could feel his bare skin press against mine.

"Good morning beautiful." He whispered, turning me around help me wash my hair, "Why are you up so early?" He questioned, pointing out the fact that it was nearly 8am.

"Just couldn't think right," I sighed, squeezing the nearly empty bottle of shampoo into his hand.

"Remember, you can always talk to me." He reassured, rubbing the shampoo into my hair.

"A-Andrew?" I choked out, looking into his dark brown eyes.

"Yeah?" He answered, looking into my eyes intensely.

"Thank you for loving me when I couldn't love myself." I blurted out and his lips pressed against mine and then pulled away.

"I wouldn't want to love anyone else." He cooed, kissing me once again.

I didn't deserve him.

[authors note: so what's gucci? ew i hate saying that. it's like 4am and i'm gonna go to bed. my break is nearly over and i don't wanna go back to school. i hate everything, my depression is getting worse and i can't tell my mum. i'm sorry if i don't post you guys, it's just been so hard.]