Babysitter - Andley - oneshotTo know before reading, it's about;
Ashley Purdy (age 12)
And Andy Biersack (age 5)
"Mommy! Where are you going?" I asked, as she put on her coat. "I'm going out honey, Ashley will babysit you." She told me with a smile. "But I don't like girls " I whined. "Sweety, Ashley is a boy. He plays bass, you'll like him." She assured me.
The doorbell rang. I ran to the front door and flung it open. There stood a boy, a handsome boy, dressed in black, waiting awkwardly in front of our house. "You must be, Andrew." He said smiling sweetly. "Andy." I corrected him. "Oh Andy sounds even better! I'm Ashley." He chimed. He patted my head, before looking at my mom. "I will take good care of him. He looks like a sweetie." He said to her. I blushed slightly. He called me a sweetie. Mom laughed. "Not always" The boy called Ashley laughed too. "We'll see." He added. Mom kissed my head and was about to get out, but turned around. "It will get late, probably. Grab whatever you want
Andy sat next to Ashley on the bed.
"Ash, are we going to talk about it?" Andy asked after a lengthy silence.
Ashley stared at his wardrobe for a bit, deep in thought. "No," he said once the silence had stretched on for longer than either of them could take.
Andy nodded and avoided Ash's gaze. He had sort of hoped that Ashley would want to talk. He needed to sort out his emotions. For now though, without Ashley to talk to, Andy's emotions would have to remain muddled.
"You should leave now," Ashley stood up and walked over to the window. He watched the naked tree branches as they shook in the wind. He watched the cars as they sped past. He watched anything, desperate for something to take his mind off what he had just done. But no, no matter what he thought of, his thoughts kept spiralling back to the young man who was getting up to leave.
"Ashley at some point you WILL need to talk about what just happened," Andy stared at the back of his friend's head. His friend. Ashley Purdy. The m
First Andley Fic Part 1
Ashley awoke in the morning around 7:00am. He rolled to his side and grunted. He pulled him self into a sitting-slouching position. "aauuuggg" he groaned. He stood up slowly and stretched. Ashley knew he had to take a shower before the show today, so he mas-well do that now before he procrastinates and forgets. and plus, he figured, It'll wake me up. Ashley clumsily walked to the bathroom. He stepped in and looked in the mirror. He reviewed his schedual for a minute. -Okay- he thought. - i have about four hours to get ready for this show at noon...i can probably worry bout the stage makeup later...- He turned around. He twisted the knob in the shower to almost hottest setting. Then he took his shirt off and threw it to the side.
"HAAAY!" A spazmatic voice hollered. "YOU LEFT THE DOOR OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!" It yelled again.
Ashley looked towards the door way of the bathroom. it was wide open.
"OH GEEZE! THANKS CC!" Ashley responded. he hurried to the door and pulled it closed. -Thant was a cl