What do we do with a love like this?

--Morgan’s POV--

When I looked up at Andy and Ashley, I saw Andy send a glare in my way. He was most likely angry at me for yelling at Miki, which there was no doubt they both didn’t hear every word we said. I’ve always been a little harsh towards Andy for some reason. No, not for some reason. It’s because he’s hurt my best friend twice and I don’t want him to do it again. And if he does do it again, he knows I WILL tear him to shreds.

We stood up and Ashley’s arm dropped from Andy’s shoulder. Miki and Andy left the room and while I was leaving, Ashley grabbed my wrist, pulling me back towards him.
“Hey...I heard what you said. Although I might like a playboy body, that’s just a body. I love you because of who you are and because of your personality. I love you because you are you. And either way, you still look pretty damn fine when you are on top of me,” He said and I felt my cheeks get hot.
“Oh be quiet!” I hissed at him, gently hitting his chest. He laughed and grabbed both of my wrists, kissing me before we joined the others.

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