Car Accident- AndleyIt was raining as high school senior, Andy Biersack and his boyfriend of two years, Ashley Purdy, drove home from a birthday party at Andy's Aunt and Uncle's house, who lived an hour away from L.A.Car Accident- Andley3 years ago in Drama
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It annoyed Ashley that it was raining. It reminded him of a term that a his English teacher had used, once. What was it?...Path...pathetic...falla...pathetic fallacy! When the weather in literature and movies matches how the character's feeling.
Ashley was in a bad mood, as he leaned against the comfy, leather upholstery of his boyfriend's volvo. The volvo had been bought using guilt money Andy'd recieved via mail from his father for 'missing his birthday and christmas for five years'.
Andy was in a worse mood, if it was possible. He glared at Ashley from his place behind the wheel, looking seriously pissed off.
Ashley wasn't going to apologise, he knew that for certain.
"You just fucking had to. I can't take you anywhere!" The taller boy exclaimed, squinting out of the laminated glass winds
Little Wonders - AndleyLet it go, let it roll right off your shoulder.Little Wonders - Andley3 years ago in Romance
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Don't you know? The hardest part is over.
Six year old Andy Biersack trudged towards his house from school, a plastic lunchbox clutched in one white hand, a bag on his back. It was Summer in Cincinnati, Ohio, and the sun shone high in the sky.
Andy sniffled, looking dejectedly down at his knees where his pants had been torn and ripped, revealling scuffed, red skin. It hurt really badly, and he brought his small fists up, dragging them over his eyes to get rid of the tears.
"Hey, kid, you OK?" Andy started, before looking up through his thick, blonde locks at the person perched on the garden wall of a large house, who'd addressed him.
"N-not really," he said, softly, his voice thick. "My k-knees h-hurt."
The kid jumped down from his place on the bars, and came over, head tilted to the side slightly. "Where's your mommy?"
Andy sniffed again. "I have to walk home alone today, mommy and daddy are working late."
The kid bit his lip. "My
Voulez-Vous Coucher Avec Moi? - AndleyAshley's P.O.VVoulez-Vous Coucher Avec Moi? - Andley2 years ago in Short Stories
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I sighed agitatedly and glanced at my watch, for what seemed like the hundredth time this minute.
He was late.
'He' meaning my newest servant, Andy, was late.
I growled and drummed my fingers on the desk which I sat behind. He'd never been this late before, even during his first week here he had always been as punctual as he could. My nostrils flared angrily when I wondered if one of my many butlers had chanced upon the time to bump into my delectable little one, I wouldn't put it past them to do it, I'd seen the way some of them had salivated over him.
The only slight problem with Andy was he didn't speak a word of English, a true Frenchman. Fortunately he understood small words of what I said to him such as; 'sit', 'bend', 'yes' and 'no' but not much else. Hence why he was now in my care, all other leaders of our coven hadn't wanted a servant who could comprehend what they were ordering them to do, others had been too naïve and had rejected him simply because he w