Bad Dog| Andley |

|Andy's POV|

You're all crazy if you thought that I was paying attention to the TV.

Obviously, I'm thinking about Ashley.

The man was a hella good artist and I'm amazed by his sketches.

But, that wolf... I just- it didn't feel right. Why did this need to happen to me? Out of all the guys in the world, I had to be turned into a wolf? Non of this makes sense.. Hell, I'm probably dreaming all of this up! But...

If I am then that would mean I would've never met Ashley... He might not even be a real person...

I whimpered softly at the thought, looking down at the floor. I can't live without knowing Ashley. He's just.. perfect! Well, in my eyes he is. Ashley's like a god. And what am I? A piece of moldy cheese.

"What's wrong, Andy?" Ashley asked, stroking my fur. I huffed in response, too confused and caught up in thought to give a better answer. What am I going to do about my parents? Oh my god...

My parents!

They're gonna kill me! They will not be happy about my return. Why? Simply because I snuck out in the first place! Nooo.... This is bad! This is bad!

I stood up abruptly, jumping off of the couch and running upstairs to Ashley's room. I heard footsteps pounding behind me, but I paid no attention to them. I need to find my phone.

"Andy!" Ashley shouted from the end of the hallway. I was inching near his bedroom door, but I stopped and looked at him. Bowing my head, I heard softer footsteps approaching me. Ashley kneeled down in front of me, scratching me behind my ears.

"What's wrong, bud?" He gave me a sympathetic look. I let out a soft howl, letting my head drop in the process. I don't know how I'm supposed to tell him that my parents wouldn't be happy to see me back, let alone care.

I looked back into his room, seeing a phone on the desk. I knew Ashley had his with me already, which means that could be my phone.

"Go ahead." Ashley spoke, standing up and waiting for me to go in. I padded over to the desk, laying my front legs on top of it and nudging my phone with my nose. Ashley must've gotten the message because before I knew it, my phone was being held in Ashley's hand. We walked over to the bed, me jumping onto the bed and laying down next to him. I watched as he typed in my password, then look at me.

"So.. How about we learn some more things about you?" He questioned. I nodded in response, looking at my phone.

He went to my photo gallery and I instantly saw a picture of me. I looked away, not wanting to see his reaction. I heard him chuckle softly, bringing my attention back to him. He looked at me, smiling softly.

"You look pretty cute, Andy." He said as he looked through more pictures of me. I nuzzled my head into his side in thanks, and licked his cheek. He chuckled again, causing my tail to wag happily.

The rest of the time, we just looked through my phone, finding out more and more things about me, and Ashley himself. Turns out he's a fan of rock music, too. And I mean a big one. I never knew a guy like him was into that stuff, but then again, he does dress like it. Ashley discovered my love for Batman and art. I learned that he liked Hello Kitty, which I think is adorable.

Now, we were listening to music while Ashley worked on a new tattoo design. I watched in curiosity, anxious to now what he was drawing. He wouldn't tell me what it was, but it looked like some sort of Angel, the only difference was that the wings were shaded in darkly, so it clearly wasn't your occasional guardian angel.

My stomach suddenly ached, and I knew the issue. I looked at Ashley. Seeing as he wasn't paying attention to me, I nudged him in the arm with his head, and causing him to make an unwanted line.

"Andy, what the heck?" He asked, a bit annoyed. I looked down, trying to tell him that I was hungry. I moved my paws off the desk and ran out the room, and downstairs to the kitchen. I watched as Ashley came in and started chuckling.

"You're hungry, aren't you?" He questioned, shaking his head as he let out a small laugh. I nodded my head and looked at the fridge. Ashley walked over and opened the fridge, taking out a bag of raw bacon and setting it on the counter.

"I wanna try something out." I cocked my head, looking at him in confusion. He took a strip of bacon, he tossed it in the air, pretty high actually. I got the idea and quickly jumped, locking my jaw around the slim piece of meat. I heard Ashley chuckle.

"Good job." He laughed, giving me a thumbs up.

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