Ashley seems quite flustered when I reveal that I wasn't knocked out the whole time.
"You... You were awake?" He half-whispers, his cheeks going a pale pink.
I look him straight in the eyes as my arms dangle round his neck. Then I move them to his shoulders. I decide to kiss him again. What have I got to lose? I can always pretend to have been too drunk to remember.
I turn his shoulders round and we swap places. I push towards the wall and connect our lips again. All the blood rushes to my head in excitement - I can hear my pulse in my ears.
We stand up in unison, and his hands push my neck even closer to him. As if it was choreographed, we transition into a hug, my frame surrounding his and his arms around my torso.
After a while, we simultaneously decide to start walking back. We dawdle down the alley; the scuffing of my boots echoes in the almost silence, punctuated by a cat's screech here and a passing car there.
Ashley inches closer, snaking his arm around me and pulling us closer together. I love this. I love him. Although I'm not going to tell him yet.
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Take Your Hand In Mine {Andley}
FanfictionA series of drunken mistakes leads to a lot of confusion... Can Andy and Ashley salvage a relationship, or is it not meant to be? My first fanfic so constructive criticism is needed :) As you can tell, this is about Andley which is a FICTIONAL SHIP...
