Our Drunk Love Story

I leaned back in my seat, "I wonder what Andy has to talk about, Maybe we are moving" I fiddled with my hands until I heard a car park into the driveway.

"Andy!" I yelled cheerfully opening the door, He smiled only a little bit and made his way inside, "What-" he sighed "Ash sit down please..." We both sat opposite each other he scratched the back of his head and cleared his throat to end the yet endless silence, "Ash-Ash have I hurt you ever?" He asked looking at me for honest answers "No-no-well..." I fiddled with my thumbs and looked down at my feet "May--be..." I quietly said uncovering my wrist, Andy buried his face in his hands "What have I done!" He yelled I sat up and made my way over to the upset Andy, "We can figure this out I like swear!" I whispered burring my face into his chest "But I have hurt you-you-you so much!" He cried...alot he inhaled some air and looked down at me "If I ever-and I mean ever hurt you-call the police..." He kissed my head and stroked my hair.

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