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Unbroken.

Kiss Me Slowly

Work was a bore. I had to deal with the usual sexist remarks from Johnny. I don't understand why I take his crap sometimes.Halfway through the day I recieved a text from Quinn saying 'Another great day in paradise ;)'. She was with Ashley, I could feel it. I guess I couldn't stop her from dating him, but if he hurt her I would make sure he would never be able to reproduce.
I got home at around five. I opened the door and saw Andy dozing on the couch. Why didn't he leave? He was sober by now, so there was really nothing keeping him from going home.
I tossed my keys onto the counter and took an apple from the refrigerator. I bit into it and looked at Andy's sleeping figure.
I didn't understand him. He was so keen on getting somewhere with me and I didn't know why. We hardly knew each other and we were two drastically different people.
I noticed him starting to stir and my heart beat began speeding up. I didn't want for him to talk to me, so I ran up the stairs and locked my bedroom door behind me. I went into my bathroom to take a shower and I changed into my pajama bottoms and old 30 Seconds to Mars tshirt. I looked at myself in the mirror. Ugh, I looked like crap. I was too skinny and my dirty blonde roots were coming through. I seriously needed to redye my hair. I knew Quinn had a whole bunch of hair dye in her bathroom. I doubt she would mind if I paid her back.
I quietly opened my door and snuck into Quinn's bathroom. I grabbed a box of black and a box of neon green hair dye. I hadn't done anything wild with my hair in ages. I headed back to my own bathroom and started on my hair.
Once I was finished I looked in the mirror. My hair was black with sparatic neon green streaks. This would deffinately look cool on stage.
I got my iPod out and put in my dock so I could listen to music. I still had to finish packing and I could never get anything done without background noise.
I had my shoes and accessories almost all packed when I heard talking downstairs. Quinn must be home. I looked at the clock on my nightstand and saw that it was eight o'clock. How was she just now getting home?
I was putting some of my stage makeup into a bag when I heard a knocking at my door. I sighed and set my stuff down and went to open it as 'Kiss Me Slowly' by Parachute came on.
"Quinn what do you--oh, Andy, it's you," I said.
"Yeah, listen I need to talk to you," he said slightly nervous.
"What about?"
"This morning I was pushing, I'm sorry. I don't want to force you into anything. I get that you're afraid of getting hurt. I'm willing to be just friends if that's okay with you."
I stepped out of my bedroom and into the hallway.
"Andy, I'd like to be friends, but I think we've gotten to the point where that's not a logical possibility," I muttered.
"So, does that mean you're willing to try this thing between us out?" Andy asked, getting really close to me.
My back was up against the wall and his body pressed up against mine. His eyes darted between my eyes and my lips. He leaned in so that his lips were centimeters from mine and my breath hitched.
I closed my eyes and I felt his lips softly press themselves to mine. I kissed back. I wasn't thinking about what I was doing, I just let it happen. His tounge licked my bottom lip and I let him in. I wrapped my arms around his neck. This felt so right.
BAM!
Andy pulled away and turned to look behind him. I followed his gaze and saw Quinn on the floor of her room tangled in her bed sheets and looking at us wide-eyed.
Andy turned back to me and asked, "So, will you be my girlfriend?"
"C-can I sleep on it?" I asked.
"Of course," he said, kissing my forehead and heading downstairs and out the door.
Quinn untangled herself from her sheets and came up to me.
"Can I just say that, that was just....ewww. I don't like seeing my sister french kissing, that's just gross," Quinn said.
I raised an eyebrow at her and said, "Was it really that bad that you had to fall out of your bed?"
"Yes," she answered simply.
"So, how was your day out with Ashley?" I asked in my best nosey-mother voice.
Quinn blushed. I smirked and went back into my bedroom. Today had deffinately been eventful.



Notes



Comments

@BVBfan1996
np i is true

@Ifoundgotunderstone
Aww thanks! ♥

@Turkamayne_
that was kinda rude just saying and not trying to be rude

im in love i know i have things to do but incant put my ipad down to do them

I'm sorry but this would be a great fanfiction if you actually knew how to spell CC. Just saying

Turkamayne_ Turkamayne_
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