Far And Away.

Flora didn't say anything, she just felt the warm tears trickle down her smooth cheeks as Andy's eyes surveyed her. He reached out and took her hand, worriedly.

"Flora what's wrong? Are you okay?" He asked.

"I-I'm afraid." She stuttered. He furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Why? I'm not going to hurt you. I promise!" He exclaimed.

"Andy, I don't want to end up like my mom. You are so much like my father.." She sobbed. He moved so his arms wrapped around her waist and her chin tucked in the crook of his neck.

"I'm not going to leave you." He said, softly, "Please." He looked up at her and placed his fingers under her chin.

"Prove it." She said, staring at his lips.

"What do you mean?"

"Prove to me that your not going to hurt me. Bret's hurt me now, I have nothing to lose." She shook her head.

"Flora, I would never hurt you. I promise." He said, taking her hands. "Please."

"I don't want to rush these things, Andy." She sighed. He lowered his eyes and nodded.

"I've wanted this for so long." He said. Flora closed her eyes and reopened them to see Andy staring at her. "I'll do anything."

"Best friends?" Flora smiled and he smiled back, though his heart dropped. "For now."

"Best friends..." He trailed off, moving a little closer to her. "Maybe with benefits?" She shoved him and he laughed. She leaned and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek. He smirked and moved her head so his lips were against her's.

The kiss shouldn't have taken Flora by surprise, but it did.

His plush lips rested so perfectly against her own. The cool metal of his lip ring sent tingles down her spin, and his soft thumb rubbing small circles on her cheek was driving her insane.

It felt so right and wrong as Flora never thought this would happen in her life. Andy was her sworn enemy and now here they were, kissing the day away.

She couldn't stop herself from letting her hands reach up and tangle in his hair. She pushed him closer to deepen the kiss and he gasped, softly.

"Flora..what have you done to me?" He whispered against her lips. She pulled away, smiling flirtatiously.

"What have you done to me?!" She exclaimed, "I hated you an hour ago!" Andy smiled, his eyes locked on her lips, glowing from their kiss.

"I stopped hating you months ago." He chuckled, sliding an arm around her shoulder.

"Good to know I'm the asshole then." She said, looking up at him, laughter in her light eyes. The more Andy stared the more he fell in love. His whole body relaxed because it felt right touching hers. They fit well. A perfect match.

Who were only friends.

Andy was going to change that- this only gave him more determination. He was going to make Florence Walsh his own if it killed him.

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