*andys pov* I'm sure of it now. Last night, when I woke up, ash was almost kissing me. What? I'll have to properly confront him. He has to admit it. *time lapse-in the dressing room* Its just me and ash now. Its time to ask. "Ash." I say, swallowing. "Yup?" "I need to ask you something really important." "Go ahead," he replies. "When I've been with you," I begin, "you're acting different. Not like a best friend.......more than that. And when I was in your bed........you're always about to kiss me when I wake up. So,here's what I wanted to ask." He looked concerned now. He turned away from the mirror to face me. "......................D-do you..love me?" My heart takes a leap as a stammer out the question. I think I already know the answer. He swallows. "Yes." He says, meeting my eyes. "Somethings changed inside me. You're more than a best mate to me now. Every night, I've hugged you, keeping you close. I really do, Andy. I love you." I stand there, not quite believing what I heard. Ash loves me? Huh? ".......Do you feel the same way?" He asks nervously. I knew that question was going to come, but I knew my answer too. "Yes." I replied, and before I could say more, I was kissing him.