Longing (Andley & Cinxx)

I woke up with CC spooning me, and I sighed as I took in his warmth. My thighs hurt when they brushed against each other. CC's eyes were open, and he smiled. "Hey, Ash.."

"Hi, Chuppy." I murmured, rubbing my eyes. He sat up, and I followed his example. "Hey, CC, wanna go to Starbucks?" I causally asked; anything but staying on the same bus with Andy. The tall man nodded quietly, yawning at the end. I dashed off to my room to get dressed, when I realized...

Andy and I were sharing a room.

Quietly as I could, I grabbed a black Coldcocks tank top, and some jeans. My boots... I was just about to leave when I heard a groan, and saw Andy sitting up. "Ashley..." he started, but I ran from the room, and got dressed in CC's room.

I put my hat on, and did a quick job of eyeliner before meeting said person in the living area. "Lets go..." I mumbled, running out of the hotel room. CC followed close behind, and I began to untangle my hair with my fingers. I stopped for a second, after running into a pole. CC burst out laughing, then grew serious. "Ash, we need to talk about your cutting."

"I know, I'm a freak. I'm a hypocrite, whatever. There's nothing to talk about." I replied, catching up with him. "No, Ash! What if one day we come to get you and you're bleeding out on the floor?!"

"I would actually prefer bleeding out on my bed, so I can at least die comfortable."

"Ashley!"
"Just kidding, sorry!" I threw my hands up in surrender. "Besides, I was clean for three months. Yesterday just made me really upset...."
"I know, Ashley. Self harm isn't good, you need to stop completely!"

"If I wasn't like this, then there would be no problem...." I grumbled. CC stopped. "Like what, Ashley..."

"I'm way to fat, my laugh is annoying, I'm a fucking slut..." he put a hand over my mouth. "Ashley, in no way are you fat! Have you ever heard my laugh, dude?"

"And I'm basically a pedophile for having a dream like that about Andy. I'm thirty and he's nineteen." (In this story he's younger)

"Thats a fucking eleven year different, Christian!" I shouted in exaggeration. "The fans shouldn't even like me. I'm a Whore, and I'd be better off dead!"

CC slapped me. I stood there in shock, holding my cheek. "Ashley Abrocket Purdy! You would not be better off dead!"

"You're over reacting about a dream, Ashley."

"But Andy hates me no-" I was cut off by CC's lips on mine. My eyes widened, and I jerked away. "Did you feel anything?" He demanded, and I shook my head. "You're not gay, or bisexual or whatever it was just a dream." After that, I swore I heard the sound of a call ending.

I nodded, and in silence, we walked to the store, and then back to the hotel. As I opened the door, I was attacked by Andy. Shouting as I fell, Andy hugged me severely tight. "I'm so sorry Ashley." He said, and I shifted underneath him. "Uhh... okay."

"Please don't hurt yourself anymore, Ashley. It's bad." He mumbled, and I froze. "How do you know about that?"

"You buttdialed me, I heard your entire conversation with CC."

Shit.

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