Angel from hell

I mean, this can't be considered cheating. Andy's my best friend. I mean, might as well just call me and Athena lesbians. But, the more I thought about it, the more I worried.
I wiggled out of his arms and scooted over and sat up straight and crossed my legs on the couch. I looked over at Andy, but saw he was too into batman to really notice anything. I dropped my head and stood up and dropped the blanket I was using onto the floor. When he still didn't notice me, I sighed and headed to the front door and walked out to the porch at sat on the porch swing.
I watched the grey clouds roll into Los Angelos. I waited a couple minutes, and then heard the front door open and clothes. I looked over to see Andy approaching the porch swing.
He sat down next to me, but leaned forward and kept his head down.
" Sorry, that was inappropriate of me to do." He said. I shook my head and laughed a bit. I grabbed Andy's arm and pulled him back so that his back was touching the swing. He looked at me and frowned.

"It's okay Andy." I said, reassuringly.

"Then why are you out here." I looked down and shook my head.

"I don't know." I said looking back up into his eyes." I have to be honest, I can't handle almost fighting with you everyday. So if leaving is what it takes, then I'll leave."
I stood up from the swing and walked inside. As I reached down to grab my stuff, my hand was grabbed and pulled up.

"Andy, now you can be happy. You can be with Juliet again, maybe she's sorry. I can't do this."

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"I don't want Juliet, I want you. I mean, not in that way. But I want you in my life, not her."

"Andy, I'm not a strong person. I hate myself. I hate myself for running out on my mom leaving her alone with my dad, now she's dead! I hate the way I am. I hate how I look. I'm so fucking skinny and I hate it."

"Trevor, you're beautiful, I bet Michel thinks so too, don't say that."

"I just want to die! I'm not strong enough. I can't handle fighting with you because I don't want you to hate me. I just want to leave this life and go back to my mom." A tear dropped from Andy's eye and he looked down. He started shaking his head side to side.

"Please, please don't say that. I can't handle hearing that." He walked past me. I turned around and followed him into the kitchen. He turned around and stared at me. He set his hands on my hips.

"I can't lose you." He said seriously . He pulled me into himself and squeezed tightly. This hug lasted so long, but I finally pulled away.

"You've talked about never being suicidal, so you don't understand."

"I lied. I lied on every interview I've been on that's asked me about my past. Sure, before 9th grade I was fine. But after I killed Macey and ran away, I fell into a deep depression until Ashley took me in. I was suicidal as fuck man. But things slowly got better. Trevor i do understand." He grabbed my hands, "I just don't want to lose you."

"Then i won't leave you."

"Oh my god, thank you, I love you so much." He said hugging me.

"Yeah, I love you too." But in which way? And in which way about Michel? Do I even love him at all?

I pulled away and looked up at him.

"Hey, I have an idea, have the guys come over."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'll go get changed." I ran into the living room and opened my duffle bag and pulled out my white lace short shorts and a blue tank top and ran into the bathroom.

When I was finished getting dressed, I exited the bathroom and put my stuff back in my duffle bag and went back to Andy in the dining room.

"They're on their way." He said as I sat down beside him.

Notes

I know this is really short, but it's just a filler! A lot more is to come.
But it's making me kinda sad that no one is commenting anymore and leaving me feedback whether it's good or bad :(. I want to know how to improve this story please!