I Thought I Could Never Love Again|Andley •a.u.•|

Ashley and I walked down to the nurses' office. And by walked, I mean he carried me.

"Ash, I said I could walk just fine." I whined, worried that I was too heavy for him.

"Andy, you're hurt. I'm not letting you walk. And after what had just happened with Carl, I don't think I'll ever let you out of my sight again." Ashley replied softly with a small smile on his perfect face. It was so hard not to kiss him right now. I snuggled into his chest, taking in his scent. He smelled like vanilla and some type of cologne, but either way it smelled good.

We suddenly stopped and I looked at the reason why. We were now inside the office, a woman sat at a desk seemingly typing things into the computer. Ashley cleared his throat and the woman turned around.

"Oh, Ashley. What is it this time?" She asked cheerfully but her eyes said the opposite. What had Ashley done to make her look at him like that?

"Actually, I didn't do it this time..."

"Then who did?"

"Carl.." I choked out as I felt a cough leave my throat. I started to feel tired and laid my head back down on Ashley's shoulder, my hands resting on his chest as he held me like a baby.

"Are you tired?" I heard Ashley ask in a whisper. I simply nod and close my eyes.

"Would you like to explain to me what exactly happened?" The nurse asked.

"Well, I walked into the classroom and saw Carl holding Andy up.." Ashley started. I didn't want to speak. I wasn't comfortable talking about it. Besides, Ashley was there to see it..

I guess he understood because after a moment, he started explaining what happened.

"He punched Andy after I told him I wouldn't tag in on his little beating so then I.... well.. punched him back. He fell down and then after a while I noticed that Andy was on the ground. Carl was on top of him and-"

I started to cry at the memory. If I hadn't of fought back... I would've been on the floor right now, being raped by Carl...

I didn't want that.

Sobs started wracking my body as I shook. "Ashley..." I whined softly, looking at him for any sign of comfort. Ash's grip tightened around me, protectively. He kissed my forehead and pulled me close.

"It'll be ok, you're away from him." He reassured me softly.

I couldn't stop the tears though. I coughed and noticed something red on my hand. Blood.

"Anyway.. Andy fought back and well, Carl picked him up, threw him back to the ground and punched him in his chest.." Ashley finished. I kept coughing, more blood coming up.

"Ashley!" I choked out weakly.

Ashley's eyes widened and he rushed me to the small bed like thing in the corner. The nurse grabbed a container of pills from the cabinet and walked over to me and Ashley. I had eventually stopped coughing and Ashley gave me some paper towels while the nurse gave me the two pills. I discovered that it was some aspirin so I felt more comfortable with taking them. I noticed Ashley looking at me with worried eyes, his only concern being me, apparently. I smiled softly before downing the pills dry. I don't really understand why, but I don't like taking pills with something. I guess it's just me being me.

The nursed sighed, glancing at the clock, then back at us.

"Well, classes are about to start. Andy, take it easy, breathe slowly. And if you start coughing blood, then come up here and we'll figure something out. Ashley," She started, looking at Ashley with a glare. "Stay away from trouble. If I see you up here again today, I will send you to the office." The nurse finished. Ash nodded and lifted me from the bed.

I cuddled into him, purring softly as Ashley stroked my hair. "Thank you." He called back to the nurse, walking out the door and into the now crowded corridor. I instantly felt terrified. I was scared of getting beaten up again.

I let out a small, panicked mewl, looking up at Ashley. He held a strong look in his eyes, and a comforting smile on his face. He looked down at me, chuckling softly and shaking his head.

"Andy, don't worry. I won't allow anyone to hurt you." He said, squeezing me tightly in his arms. I blushed a bit, and quickly his my face in his chest. He chuckled again, and kissed my hair.

We suddenly hauled to an abrupt stop, causing me to look up from my hiding spot in Ashley's chest. My ears flattened against my head, fear filling my eyes. I let out a squeak as Ashley was shoved back, causing me to fall on top of him.

Carl stood over us, smirking deviously. Ashley stood from his place on the floor, and looked at Carl in the eyes.

"Get away from him, Carl." Ashley said, the tone in his voice sounding intimidating. I quickly stood and latched onto his side. Ashley's arm made it's way around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

By now we had attracted a small crowd, people were staring with shocked a interested faces. I locked eyes with a student, making them send me a menacing glare, and causing me to flinch. I quickly looked away, the floor seemed pretty attractive...

"Excuse me, but can you leave these two alone?" I heard a familiar voice say.

"And why should I? Fresh meat."

I whimpered at those words, the 'fresh meat' being me.

"Leave, Carl." I heard Jake say, making me smile at the thought of them all being here.

"We don't have time for him, come on." Ashley whispered to me, seeing as Jake and Carl were getting into an argument. We slipped out of the crowd, unnoticed, and walked down the hall to the exit.
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"Thank you..." I said as we arrived home, looking at Ashley. He smiled.

"For what, kitty?" He chuckled, scratching my ear and causing me to purr.

"For everything." I giggled, the events of later today seemed to disappear from my mind, now that Carl wasn't here.

Ashley let out a low chuckle. I raised an eyebrow at this, a look of confusion on my face. Before I knew it, I was pinned to the wall, the impact making me yelp.

Ashley's lips roughly met mine, his hand grabbing my hip. I kissed back willingly, his lips were soft, the taste of bubble-mint lingering. The kiss was rough, but filled with passion.

His hand traveled down to my ass, the other grabbed my wrists. Ashley's tongue ran across my bottom lip, but I declined his access. He pulled away from the kiss.

"Why not?" He asked with a light chuckle.

"Well, I don't know what that was, why'd you do it?" I giggled, watching his eyes come brighter.

"I like you, Andy. That's why. Not to mention the sexiest thing I have ever seen."

I scoffed, "Have you ever looked in the mirror?" Ashley rolled his eyes, nodding.

"Yes, smart ass." He leaned in to kiss me, gently this time. I kissed back.

"Andy," He started, stroking my cheek, "we've known each other for almost two years. You were a Swedish boy who was looking for people that would brighten your day. You hadn't known English at the time, and I barely knew your language. We made it work, somehow. We continued to talk and have our 'jam sessions' over Skype. I still remember what you told me on my 18th birthday; Jag älskar dig. It was, amazing. And now you're here, in person. You're standing in front of me, all of you. And- and it's beautiful. Andy, I just-"

"Will you be mine?"

Tears fell from my face. He had remembered all of that. I nodded my head and kissed him. He kissed back, his arms wrapping around my small waist. My arms found their way loosely around his neck. The kiss was perfect, filled with love, passion, lust. I still had tears staining my face, filled with joy.

Ashley tapped on my thigh, telling me to jump. I obeyed and wrapped my legs around his waist, his hands cupped my butt, keeping me hoisted up. He bit my bottom lip and tugged at it, making me moan softly. His tongue invaded my mouth, exploring it. He squeezed my ass, making another moan emerge from my throat.

"Ashley Abrocet Purdy!" I suddenly heard someone yell. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at the interrupter. I gasped at who it was.

Ashley's mother.

Ashley sat me down, and quickly wrapped his arms around me. The woman slowly approached us, raising an eyebrow.

"Is this the infamous Andrew Biersack?" She asked.

"Yes... I see you're back from your business trip?" Ashley said, his arms tightening around me. His mother nodded, looking at me intensely.

"Ears?" She questioned, her hand reaching out to touch them. But I coward away.

"Dad tried to kick him out." Ashley informed, ignoring her question about the ears.

"What was that little scene you two had just a few minutes ago?" She continued her pestering questions.

"He's my boyfriend, if you don't like it, then oh well." Ashley had replied bluntly.

I, however, smiled at the mention of me being his.

"I have no problem with that, Ashley. Now how about we all go to the living room, and Andy, you tell me about yourself." Ashley's mom said in a friendly matter. It seemed fake, though.

We nodded and headed into the living room. Ashley sat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap, while his mom sat on a chair.

"So, Andy, tell me some things about you."

I stayed quiet and looked down, searching for Ashley's hand. He noticed and grabbed my hand, squeezing it.

"He... doesn't like to talk. Don't get me wrong, it's nothing to deal with you, he was the same way towards the guys. He's just distant until he gets used to you." Ashley said for me. I smiled at him, kissing his cheek.
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After an hour or so of getting to know Ashley's mom, I was starting to get used to her. I would say something every now and then, though Ashley would have to translate it since I don't like to speak English to anybody but him.

We were now in Ashley's room, cuddling on the bed. He was playing with my hair while I was tracing out his outlaw tattoo. We were talking about nonsense, making jokes and saying sweet nothings to one another.

"Jag älskar dig, Ashley." ("I love you, Ashley") I said, giggling.

"Jag älskar dig också, Andy." ("I love you too, Andy") He replied, kissing my head.

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