Sweet Blasphemy

Ashley's POV

Andy stared at me. "Y-You're gay?"
I sighed, feelings of hurt rising up. "Yea, does that matter?"
He shook his head. "Sorry, it just came as a shock."
I nodded and helped him up. He smiled.
"Thanks."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shock you."
I watched Andy sit back on the swing.
"Why did you tell me that, Ashley?"
I sighed, pulled him close and pushed my lips against his pale, soft, warm ones.

I felt Andy struggle against me and I backed off.
"Smooth, fuck it up already Ashley."
I knew what was going to happen now. Andy just stared at me.
"I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself."
He nodded and sat on the swing, his eyes wide. He looked in shock. I sat next to him.
"Andy? I understand if you just walk off and refuse to have anything else to do with me."
"Why would I do that?"
I smiled.
"R-Really?"
He nodded. "Ashley come here."
I moved over and he pulled me onto his lap, kissing me. I smiled and immediately kissed him back. Our tongues met and Andy let out a small moan. I giggled in the kiss and pulled back.
"So, you're gay?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. I've always thought I was straight but kissing you feels right so." He shrugged again and I took his hand. His hoodie ended in fingerless gloves. I smiled. His fingers were red. I kissed them.
"Andy, will you be my boyfriend?"
He nodded. "I would love to but we keep this from people."
I smiled. "Of course."
I kissed him again and he kissed back.
I smiled then looked around. Without us knowing, it had started snowing. It had already started settling and I shivered in my thin jacket. Andy gently pushed my off of his lap and stood up. He tore his jacket off and handed it to me. I smiled and he pulled his phone out of his pocket.
"Hey Dad, can Ashley come over for a bit? It's snowing and he's got no coat."
He nodded. "Kay Dad." He hung up.
"You can come around mine for a bit and if it doesn't clear up my parents will drop you off."
I smiled, grateful. He took my hand and walked me to his. We were only about five minutes away. He pulled his hand out of mine and ran inside. I followed. Damn, he looked cute with his black hair speckled with snow. I winked at him and he laughed.
"Dad, we're here and we're hungry!"
I laughed. His dad appeared in the kitchen doorway. "Mom's just finished up some soup."
I smiled and nodded at his father, suddenly shy.
He smiled. "Ashley, feel free to come around at any time."
"Thank you, Sir."
"Please, call me Chris."
"OK, Chris."
Andy smiled at me and lead me into the kitchen. I sat down and thanked his mother as I took the bowl of soup.
"When you're done, you can go up to Andy's room. He can fill you in about school."
I nodded and started eating. It tasted amazing and I smiled at Andy. He smiled back and I moved closer, taking his hand under the table.