Andley OneShots ✔

The Fight

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Andy

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I slammed the front door shut, right in Ashley's face. He fucked up again. "Look, I know you're ticked, but you didn't have to do that!" He shouted from the other side. "Well YOU didn't have to kiss that girl, Ashley!"

Ashley and I have been dating for about a year. Sure, we both had our little fights, but always made up after. However, today he did something that REALLY got under your skin. He kissed a girl..right in front of me!

The whole walk back he tried to make me at least even give him a GLANCE. All his attempts were for nothing. I began picking up all of his little objects in the room. Ashley came into our room causing me to throw the shoe box at him.

"Look baby, I'm sorry! It's just that she-"

"WANTED TO TRY A NEW TECHNIQUE WITH YOU LETTING HER?!" I shouted, interrupting him.

"No I wanted-"

"Can't you just leave me alone?!" I plopped onto the bed.

"Well if you'd let me finish maybe we could end this fight!" he snapped.

"Well if you'd stopped that girl from putting her nasty tongue in your mouth, we wouldn't be in a fight!"

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! I TRIED TO STOP HER!" he yelled.

"WELL NOT HARD ENOUGH!"

"GOD WHY ARE YOU BEING SO FUCKING DRAMATIC?!" he hits his fist to the wall.

"YOU'RE BEING AN ASS!"

"YOU'RE BEING PARANOID!"

"CLOWN!"

"WOW, REALLY MATURE!"

I growled, kicking the box of his things on the floor even closer to him. "Take what's yours and get out of my room." I said, pointing to the door. "FINE!" He said. He walked towards me and picks me up throwing me over his shoulder and walked out of the room. 

"What the hell, Ashley! Put me down!" I started beating on his back with my fists. "Nope. You said to take what's mine, and I did. No matter how ticked you are, you're still mine." He said, putting me down. He gave me small kiss on the lips, immediately, I started to calm down. 

"I'm sorry..." I sighed. It's just-"

"I know, you're right, I should have stopped her hard enough. You have a right to be mad."

"I don't like being mad." I pout.

"I hate when you're mad at me." he pouts kissing me.

"I know.."

"I wanna make you feel better, make us feel better." he smirked. I knew where he was going with this and chased me back into the room locking it.