The door cracked against the wall as I stood, entirely still, staring at Ashley. He was asleep, though it seemed quite restless, because as I looked, he rolled over and muttered something in his sleep. He was, as far as I could see, shirtless and possibly pant-less, though his Hello Kitty bedsheets covered his lower half. I could feel my pants grow tighter, and I knew I was blushing bright, tomato red.
Tearing my eyes away from Ashes' sleeping form, I looked quickly around the room that seemed so recognizable. It was surprisingly small, for such a large house. The walls were completely covered with band posters and pictures of motorcycles and hot chicks. Slowly walking over to sit on the edge of the bed, I ran my hands over Hello Kitty, thinking.
This was the place where I got to be with Ash. The thought made me almost giddy as I gazed down at Ashley's face. Hesitantly, I trailed trembling fingers over his high cheekbones, feeling how warm his skin was- very, very hot. He must have a fever.
I fretted over that. Did I have something to do with his sickness?
I froze when he murmured something in his sleep. Realizing that he wasn't actually awake, I leaned closer, trying to hear what he was saying, my lips slightly brushing his.
I jumped back like a deer in the headlights. For some reason, that one word, my name, made me so scared. I had never actually had committed myself to one person before, and I didn't know what to do, especially when I liked the person back.
I was shocked to see Ashley sit up, rubbing his eyes, before turning to me and whispering, "A-Andy?! What are you doing here?"
"I..." I didn't have an answer. How could I just say that I had come, unannounced, solely to see you? What a strange conversation that would be.
"I have to go." Not stopping when I heard Ash calling after me, I dashed through the house and out the front door, as if I was running for my life.