Feels Like Home - AndleyLove isn't something you can just dismiss into the wind, something you can forget about. True love strikes you at the worst moments and leaves you breathless. It leaves your soul, the very core of your existence, begging for more. Simply laying eyes upon that lucky person makes every single cell in your body vibrate with pure energy and unadulterated love. Their voice sends shivers down your spine and one look into their god-sent eyes is like a gift bestowed upon you by the highest powers of heaven. The smallest touch can be felt days afterwards, a delicate heat that warms even the darkest depths of your heart. Every heartbeat and electric impulse, all of it whispers their name through the life blood slipping through your veins; every breath and blink of your eyes exists because they do. Everything you do belongs to them because your heart is their's. It always has been and always will be.
Savior - Andley - RequestI was on ledge outside the window of my apartment, six stories high. It was cold, but not too cold, more like a light breeze that ruffled my hair and tickled my skin.Below me, people had swarmed, and several police cars and ambulances were on standby. They'd only just arrived, and everyone was watching me -a small figure from their view- shouting out things like "Holy shit?" and "Don't jump!" Ha, like I'd listen to them.I dragged the back of my hand roughly over my eyes, wiping away tears. I couldn't do this any more; this...facade. It was too much.Everyone saw me as Andy Biersack, the one that had it all- in their opinions. I was popular. I had looks- I'd been a model for several years, now. Straight A student. Was on the track team. I was tall. I could sing. I was ultra-skinny. Almost everyone in the school, male or female, wanted in my panys. I was dating quarter-back, Matt Good, alpha-male of the school.Yep, I was gay, but no-one cared, despite the fact that one of the things e
Muddled (Andley)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
Honey Badger -Andley---Andy POV--It's too hot in LA; it's got to be at least a million degrees or something. Why the fuck haven't I moved from this cramped-ass space? I'm sure if I sat under that tree over there, I'd still have a perfect view and a bit more shade than in a bush. But then he might see me. Would I really be that visible from a tree? Probably. The sun virtually makes everything stand out ten times more, and I stand out anyway, and thats just in a crowd. If I was alone, without 100 or so people around me, with the sun beating down, I'm pretty sure I'd stand out. Maybe he'd think I'm a dog? Wait, no, of course not, no dog looks like a hybrid between a spider, a gazelle and a... fluffy haired... thing. Thanks to the damn humidity, my hair's fluffy as crap, which makes it so much easier to sta- oh crap, I have to sneeze. He's gonna hear me sneeze! He'll figure out I've been watching him sunbathe for the past hour and hate me. Oh God, not now. He's freaking glistening in the heat, I