Longing (Andley & Cinxx)

Ashley's POV

Waking up the next morning was painful. "Augh!" I cried out. Andy's eyes shot open, and I twisted out of his grip. "It hurts, Andy!" I whimpered, feeling the aching pain in my lower back. His arms wrapped around me. "It does, Outlaw. Just take it easy, alright." He got out of bed, and came back with some painkillers. He had put our boxers on, and I moaned in pain. I gulped them dry.

Andy picked me up, and I clung to him. He smiled. "I really like you, Ashley...." he whispered, and kissed my forehead.

"I... uhh, like you too..." I hid my blushing face in his lovebite covered neck. After our night of pleasure, we had spent a hour just kissing. Andy put me on the couch, and I sighed, feeling the burn in my ass. It hurts alot.

"Look who's finally awake!" I smiled weakly at CC. "Hey, Chuppy...."

"Sounds like someone had fun last night.." he teased.

"ANDY! Yes, yes!" He mimicked. "That's the second dream you've had about him.'' I turned bright red, and Andy came to sit next to me. His arms went around me. I smiled as CC's eyes went wide, and he shrieked. "ANDLEY!!"

Andy kissed my cheek, and smirked at CC. "I saw you disappear with Jinxx, Christian. Did you two have fun?" The drummer was pink. "Uhh... no comment." He squeaked. Speaking of Jinxx, the young guitarist came from the bunks. He seemed to be limping. Jinxx turned red when he saw CC.

The drummer smirked. Andy leaned over to CC, and I pouted when he covered my ears. I saw CC nod, and pull out his phone. Andy smiled at me, and ran his fingers through my hair. "So, Ashley..."

"Will you be my boyfriend?" I giggled, and nodded. "Yeah." I pressed a soft kiss to his lips. How one night caused all this, I'll never know. I just know I love that it happened. I heard Jinxx giggle, and he showed me his Twitter.

"Hey guys, Andley is reeeaaal!" CC had posted the video of it.

I hit his arm.

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A month later, I was peacefully sleeping when I had the urge to vomit. I shoved Andy out of the small bunk, mumbling a apology as I rushed to our small bathroom. I threw up, holding my hair back. Dry heaving, I heard footsteps. "Aww, Ashley, baby, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine.." I panted, flushing the toilet.

Notes

What do you think is wrong with Ashley?