Andley OneShots ✔

Dancing Lessons

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Ashley

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Teaching someone to ballroom dance seemed to be quite an easy task to do at first sight....but when you get into this sort of thing with a dumbass the easiest thing turns into the worst idea of your life. And teaching Andy to do a single step of dance seemed to be impossible.

 "Hey, Ashley! Teach me properly!"

He barked every single time that he couldn't do the right step. It was almost cute seeing him all frustrated.

"Shut up, you! Pay attention and stop complaining."

Why the band vocalist, that I called boyfriend sometimes, wanted to learn how to dance wasn't clear enough to me yet. Nevertheless, I was here, teaching him. I was serious about it and if that bastard didn't start to do right and also didn't stop complaining, I will kick his ass so fast that he won't even notice who what and how it happened.

To have more advances I went behind him, grabbed his arms, put one of my legs between his spreading them apart just enough for him to be able to do the correct step; but immediately he flounced my arms away from him and turned on his heels to face me angrily.

"Stop showing off!"

"Oh here we go..." once more he missed the rhythm, and once more he was complaining and the fault wasn't mine.

I sighed.

"You're doing it wrong! You missed AGAIN the rhythm Andy!"

"What are you saying, Ashes? I am doing it right! You are teaching me wrong! And you wanna show off."

"Just sit down and watch, your bastard!"

I was mad with him now. What was he thinking? I was not teaching wrong! He just sucks at dancing!

Nevertheless, Andy sat down on the floor and stared at me unpleasantly while I was starting the music over. I positioned myself in front of him and immediately started to move my body.

I was trying to teach the bastard something, I was really trying. Just to confirm that, he was paying attention on me I looked at him.

Those blue powerful eyes were staring at me so deeply that I missed a step. I cursed myself for this. However, I continued to dance. And then, a smirk on the taller man's lips appeared. I missed a step once more.  He could be my fucking boyfriend, but I had my pride! I stopped to look at him, but that was a terrible idea. As soon I stopped, he grabbed me by the waist. Our hips started to swing together and our steps were in sync. One of his hands took my chin, making me look at him. And with that smirk on his face, he kissed me softly.

The music stopped and with a hug he let me go. Although, his voice was close to my ear.

"Finally..you danced for me."

"...Wha..?"

I couldn't believe.... I hate him!

"Tonight I want you to do striptease for me. You don't have any choice or excuses now...you really do dance great baby."

"Andy! Your idiot! You're saying you wanted this for me to give you a show?" he nodded, smiling big.

"C'mon Ashes, let's go eat something before you do a show for me."