Both Andy and Ashley didn't want to be stuck with each other. Andy didn't even want to see him on the bus, and that negative attitude, well, let's just say it was rubbing off. Ashley was sick of CC taking every thing from him. The way he would hold Andy to "protect" him, and what did Andy do? He let CC hold him and Andy cuddled with the damn stealing fuck! Ashley could tell CC was just taking advantage of Andy's little fear. The little-minded boy should just get over it and they should get back to the way they were before all this happened. But Andy had already learned from that mistake.

At night, All alone and fast asleep, Andy would dream that Ashley was still chasing him. He would dream that Ashley still had him hidden away. He would wake up late at midnight or 3am, gasping for air and full of sweat even though he was freezing. Andy's new breathing problem didn't help either. Still Today, at least a week has past that he has been free, and Andy still hasn't gotten over it or started smoking again. Through all of this, there was actually some good involved. It left a huge gaping hole in the both of them, but Andy learned something for once. He would use smoking as a relief. Something to soothe his nerves. He used it as an escape from the world. He would feel as if it would solve all his problems, but he knew he would still have to deal with it once he put the cigarette down. What he also learned was how sensitive Ashley really was. He would hear Ashley on to phone to the famous Grandpa Purdy. Ashley was shy, and a calm person. He liked that Ashley Purdy much better. In truth, Had a crush on Ashley. Not Ashley! The one hidden under Ashley's well worn mask. This actor, the way he was at the very moment, was the Ashley Andy was afraid of.

Ashley watched as Andy lay in their bunk and snuggle up with the blankets. "What's wrong, Andrew," Jinxx asked, as he gave the boy a slightly crocked eyebrow of concern. "Tired," The boy muttered sleepily. They all shared a confused glance. Andy was never tired intill early the next morning. Five in the morning at the latest. "You sure you don't want me to sleep with you," Ashley asked. Andy hesitated, but nodded nonetheless and closed his eyes. "Is he sick or something," CC mouthed. After about 10 seconds, the boy was snoring! But they all kept an eye on the him. "I'm glad his turning back into himself," Jinxx commented. Jake nodded, "Slowly at least,". Ashley,....Ashley didn't agree. Andy had grown more cautious and wary of his actions. Also, Andy needed them more than ever. And that's what Andy SHOULD be like in Ashley's opinion. Ashley watched as the boy slept somewhat peaceful. He knew Andy didn't want anyone to lay with him, but the face of fear the boy was wearing was begging for Ashley to crawl in and sing to him. He must've watched for about 15 minutes before he finally walked over. Andy laid there soundlessly sleeping. Ashley couldn't help but crawl into bed with this fragile boy. As he guessed, Andy could smell the others AUX. In his sleep, it comforted him, but when he would awaken, That would be a different story.

Ashley watched as the boy slept. As he slept, Andy would scoot closer and closer to older man. Ash tried to get closer to the wall, but soon enough his back was against it and he had no choice but to let the boy snuggle as close as he possibly could. "Your so hard to understand," Ashley grumbled softly. "One minute you like me, the next minute you can't look at me," He whispered. Ash finally laid back on the bed, and Andy stirred a bit as he did as if he didn't want the man to go. He knew thought that once the boy woke, he would scream. Ashley watched as the boy began to stir. A sigh he would soon awaken. As he did, Ash got lost in that wonderful confused little look his blue eyes held when they opened through the black comforter and batman blanket that had covered him to the bridge of his nose. All Ashley could see was his eyes on up. He didn't dare move. The boy's eyes turned to fear when he saw Ashley. He shushed the boy quietly. "It's ok, Andrew. I won't hurt you," Ashley promised. Ashley felt Andy relax next to him.

Andy knew he shouldn't believe him just like that, but the guys were here! They weren't alone. "I still don't trust you," Andy muttered. Ashley shrugged. Ashley wouldn't trust him either. Andy's blanket fell under his arms and Ashley felt himself start to feel guilty as he saw what was now what scars and scabs. You could see the ones that Andy tried to stitch with his skin color colored thread. Andy looked up to see Ashley, just out of curiosity, and let his eyes follow Ashley's. He immediately lifted his blanket up to cover it all. Ash looked down at Andy. "I'm so sorry," Ash whispered. Andy shook his head. "It wasn't your fault," He shrugged. "Andy, it was all me," He whispered meanly. Andy Was already shaking and hiding under his blanket. "P-Please don't get mad," Andy pleaded. Ash instantly calmed seeing the boy react like that. "Andy, I'm gonna get mad. That doesn't mean I'm gonna hurt you," Ashley assured. "I don't know anymore," The boy muttered.

Ashley wouldn't lie. He thought this would be worse than this. At least now Andy would sit next to him. Even be in the same room as him without shaking. "Do you know if they got two bedrooms or one," Andy questioned. Ashley Shrugged funny-like. Andy Laughed. "Since when was Ashley not caring about wear he played with his women?," Andy joked. "Since I had one of CC's cookies," Ashley grumbled. Andy's face turned into worry. "Did they make you sick." He asked with a little concern slipping into his voice.Ash knew this far too well. Andy was one of those people that if you were sick he wold cancel the tour intill you were better. He always went on stage with a hangover. Which wouldn't be much of a difference from a stomach ache. "No, just stomach ache," He said simply. Andy eyed him for awhile before laying back against the pillows. Ashley sighed in relief.

Andy felt the need to snuggle close to the other. To feel a little but of that brother like love they shared before all of this. For some reason, it made Andy like the other man even more. "Most people fall in love most with the ones that hurts them the most," He remembered his mother saying long ago. But this...this was against his religion. Not that he really cared. He didn't even believe in a god. This was against what he was raised upon. This felt way to wrong. Sure, women has hurt him multiple times, but he had swore to himself he would never fall in love again. He knew he was just wasting time. He would wait intill Scout would come back, and that would only happen in his deepest dreams. He had dated a guy for two months when him a Scout went on a "break". But as Andy thought it, he didn't want Ashley at all. He would cheat. He would get drunk all the time. He would make Andy his prisoner again.

Ashley watched the young boy who seemed to be lost in thought. He saw the Andy as a boy he was born to protect. Andy was handful! Of course, not for his parents, but for others. Andy was as curious as a 5 year old child. Always trying things he shouldn't. Example? The time he tried to be batman and fell off the balcony. Asking questions all the time. Andy thought he was sneaky. They knew when he started going on and off of meth again.They knew all about his life journals. That he never really wrote in anymore. As Ashley awoke him from his train of thoughts, he noticed Andy had dozed off again,Snuggled close into his built chest. He couldn't hold back his smile. This is why he slept with Andy. These moments. If Andy had nightmares, he gets close to someone in the bed. If no one else is there he'll wake up crying or he'll scream in his sleep. Andy's life was still childlike. Which all the guys had agreed was better. Ashley still couldn't wrap around his head how such a quiet boy could've made a band that changed everything. The only regret were those stupid people blaming them for messing up the rock music world. This poor, innocent boy had made a decision long ago to make a band. He saved so many and tried so hard, and this is what this sickening world gave back.