As we make our way back to the hotel, I gaze down at Ashley. God, he's so beautiful. I wonder if he knows that. If he doesn't, it's my duty to make him believe it.
We enter the extravagant hotel and climb up to the floor where our rooms are. As my room is the first, Ashley pauses outside it.
He takes me into a hug, tiptoeing to equal my height. I press my lips against his forehead, gently pushing him back to the floor.
"Goodnight Prophet." He says with a mischievous look.
"Night, Deviant."
He returns to his room and I enter mine, replaying everything that just happened.
My lips can almost feel the electricity from his as I drift into a slumber.
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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...
