Bad Dog| Andley |

Ashley's POV

I tossed a second strip in the air after Andy had successfully caught the first. With a fondness in my eyes, I leaned on the counter and watched him. I continued to play around with him, finding a tennis ball and throwing it down the hall to see if he'd chase it- and he did. He knocked over a few things in his hurry to catch it, but it was fun nonetheless.

Andy was just... fun. Fun to be around. Was he always like that or was it just because he was a wolf now? If he was this nuts on a regular basis, I wonder how his parents managed to keep him under control.

Oh my god, his parents. Did his parents know he was like this? Probably not if he was staying here still.

"Andy?" I asked as I lay in bed that night, Andy curled up on the floor beside the bed. Andy, being too lazy to move, huffed out in response. "Should I call your parents?"

Andy suddenly sat up, shaking his head wildly. He whimpered, ears going back against his head. I grimaced. "Right- Okay, I take that as a no." I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

Andy laid down again, eyes still on me. I smiled a little and reached down, petting his head.
"Don't worry. I won't unless you want me to." I said softly.

Andy nodded and rested his head on his paws, closing his eyes to sleep. I rolled over onto my back, closing my eyes to do the same. Soon, sleep enveloped me and I was out like a log.

The morning came quickly, much to my dismay. Although, I suppose with Andy here, waking up and getting out of bed wasn't too bad. Now I had something to look forward to. When I sat up and finally opened my eyes, I saw that Andy wasn't there. That was odd. Was he already awake?

I got out of bed and walked out of my bedroom, rubbing my eyes as I yawned.

"Andy? You in here?" I asked as I entered the kitchen.

No Andy?

Where the hell was he?

"Andy?" I said louder, getting no response. I saw the front door was propped open and froze. Shit, I left the door unlocked!? I got changed into something more socially acceptable and put shoes on, running outside. "Andy!?"

I got to the point of shouting, yelling aimlessly as I ran in no particular direction. I just needed to find something that would lead me to Andy.

Maybe he went to the woods again! That'd make sense, right? I hope so, because that is all I can think of.

So to the woods I went, running despite the cramp in my legs and feet, the ache and burn in my chest and throat. I was never this active, but hell, if Andy was missing, I'd run forever if it meant finding him.

"Please be okay..." I panted as I ran. I finally stopped to take a breath. I'd be no good to Andy if I passed out, now would I. I sat on against a tree and tipped my head back.

When I looked ahead of me, that's when I saw it. Not too far from me, hidden behind some plants, was a hand. I have no idea who's hand, but it was someone and they were obviously unconscious. Andy'd have to wait for now...

I stood and jogged over, lifting the person up so I could see their face.

"Andy!?" I gasped, seeing the familiar face that matched that of the pictures on Andy's phone. "Oh my god- Oh my god." I covered my eyes, realizing his unclothed state of being. I took off my flannel, which would be slightly bigger on Andy since he wasn't as built as I was, and worked his limp arms through the sleeves. I stood and carefully lifted him, carrying him bridal style and slanting him towards my chest to hide his indecency.

I carried him quickly, disregarding the odd looks as I exited the woods and jogged across the street to my house.

I didn't really blame them for staring- I just barged out of a wooded area carrying a naked teenager. What could be sketchier?

I kicked the door open and gently laid him down on the couch. I shut the door again before returning to Andy's side, draping a blanket over him. Was he okay? Did he pass out or was he just asleep?

"C'mon, Andy." I mumbled, brushing his hair back. Andy's eyes peeked open, eyelids fluttering as he assessed the situation. He sat up suddenly, chest rising and falling in a panic.

"Wha- What happened!?" he panicked, and then stopped. He touched his face, panic turning to shock and then to joy as he stood and tackled me with a hug. "Is this real? Am I back? Am I okay?"

I nodded awkwardly, prying him off. "Yes- Andy, you're back but-" I cleared my throat and looked away. Andy frowned and then noticed his lack of clothing.

"Oh." He blushed furiously and pulled the blanket around his waist quickly. "I'm sorry- Shit. I didn't-"

"It's fine." I waved my hand. "You know where my clothes are. You can go change into whatever, I just didn't know what would fit and didn't think it'd be good for you to wake up to me trying to put clothes on you."

Andy laughed awkwardly. "Yeah... Probably not." He nodded, walking quickly to the bedroom.

I put my head in my hands. Wow...

Notes

This is where I disappear for a few days or weeks and leave the suspense as to what happens next. xD

Anyways, Crashie is back on this site. Her account is CrashFire17. :3

~Cloudy