I Love You More Than I Can Ever Scream

Ashley's P.O.V:

Finally, I managed to get the courage to let someone know how I feel about Andy; after the meet and greet, when Andy went to bed, I told Jake everything and he reassured me that it would be okay.

So I kissed him.

I kissed Andy.

"I love you too, Ashy," he whispers before kissing my lips again, "I've loved you ever since I met you," A soft blush crept across my cheeks, and he carefully wrapped his loving arms around my waist, pulling me closer into him. I ran my hand through his hair as we kissed. Curious to ask something, I pulled away from the kiss.
"Are we going to tell they guys then?" I asked,
"Hmm, I think it may be best," I nod and kiss him again. As if on cue, Jake walks into the room.
"So you guys are together then?" he asked, a wide smile spreading across his face.
"Err- yeah," I reply, after glancing at Andy to make sure I could say.
"Ha! I knew you would get together! It's so cute!" a grin erupted across my face and a deep crimson set my head ablaze
"Aw, Kitty, here, is blushing," Andy whispered, kissing the tip of my nose.
"Oh god, I don't want to be here for that," Jake commented before leaving the room again.
"Hey, Andy, you never did tell me what you were hiding," He looked confused for a second, almost as though he had to work out what would be the best way to say it,
"Err... it was the book the girl gave me and it had an Andley story in it..." His voice was so quiet and soft it reminded me of a little boy who gets sent to the principal's office.
"Can I read it? I want to see what they write about us!" Suddenly I was really excited to know what the fans think would happen between us and work out why they thought we were going out.

Andy looked hesitant to let me read at first but he gave in. We snuggled up under covers with an arm wrapped around each other as we read the book. I was actually really surprised by how much our fans had thought about us as who we are and incorporated it into their work; there were parts which mention me wearing my hello kitty stuff, and Andy watching Batman. I have to admit, Andy's love for Batman is always very sweet. I looked up at Andy to see if he was done reading the page, only to find a worried smile working its way onto Andy's mouth, but still his eyes stayed nervous. We turned the page, and I guess I worked out why he was nervous. There was a very intimate scene in story and we both blushed whilst reading it. It isn't like me to blush at such a thing, and if it wasn't for Andy being next to me I wouldn't at all.
"Hmm, you are so hot when you blush, baby," he said and softly kissed my lips; I smiled into the kiss and kissed him back.

I can't believe he is mine.

I jumped up and ran to the shower; we had to get ready for the show in a couple hours and my make-up looks different so I decided to wash it off and start again. I strip off and go to turn on the water. Fuck. I don't know how the shower works,
"Guys, how does this bloody shower work?" I scream into the bus. There was a knock at the door, and Andy opened it slightly, not enough to see me, but so his voice could be heard easily.
"You see that massive ON/OFF button... that would be the one..." he said with a chuckle, and I couldn't help but immediately hate myself as I head the whole bus pick up on my stupidity. I looked again. There it was, a massive button with the words "ON/OFF" stamped into it. I'm such an idiot. I turned the shower on and walked in as soon as it warmed up.
"Right, forget about that, Ashley; you did not just make a complete ass out of yourself in front of Andy." I spoke softly into the shower as I tried to calm my raging embarrassment.
A puddle of black water formed around my feet as I start to wash off my war paint. It takes a good 15 minutes to remove the war paint and make up and then I start to wash my hair. Finally, after what was actually a quick shower for me, I stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and drying myself from the waist down so I could put my boxers on - they were black, of course. Still carrying the towel and my clothes, I walked out of the bathroom and finished drying myself off before choosing some other clothes. I have two main sets of clothes because you get really sweaty on stage so you can't wear those clothes the next day because they stink. That's why I got changed; I'd rather keep one set for going out in the day times. I grabbed a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and a black tank top; not that I will be wearing my top much on stage, anyway.

The guys will be starting to get ready in about an hour, so I figure it would be a good idea if I started getting ready now so I don't hold them up later. I carefully cover my face in my light foundation, and then gently, I dab my finger into the black mac make-up and very lightly draw on my lines so I can just about see them. I do this carefully for every line, making sure they are perfect. I know I don't have the most to draw on because I can't see how CC manages to draw it all every day, but I always make sure they are perfect and take great care on my look, and that's why it takes me so long. It takes me at least an hour to draw it up in rough. Now all the guys were around and eyeing me cautiously as I grabbed my brush, dipping it into the black make-up and starting to carefully paint in the first line.
"Oh, no wonder you take so long. Just draw the damn lines first time 'round." Jinxx says, stifling a laugh.
"Like I said, I want to impress," I smirk. "Anyway, don't make me laugh or I'll ruin it and have to start again, and you wouldn't want that, would you, Garbage Can Man?" the whole bus looks to Jinxx and he smiles. We all call him Garbage Can Man because when he's drunk he starts eating out of the garbage. I went back to sorting out my lines which took an awfully long time. I still had my eyes and hair to do, and from what I could see Andy was already in front of me, even though he gets easily distracted. Fuck. At least it was easy for me to do my eyes, and after teasing my hair out I was ready to spray it into place.

I wasn't last to get ready, in fact, I was first. The guys stared at me in disbelief, as if it was a miracle.
"What?" I asked because it was kind of making me feel uncomfortable,
"Nothing, Hun," Andy said and pecked my lips.
"Andy, be careful or he's going to have to start again!" CC yelled... it's always CC to be the loudest. Andy just chuckled and I kissed him back. He stood upright and carried on with his make-up so I made my way to my bed and grabbed some gum and found my Axe, and peach sprays. Popping some gum in my mouth, I put in my music, I'd Come For You by Nickleback came one, and I couldn't help but smile. I hadn't heard this song in ages but it always makes me think of Andy, no fail. I smile and sing along to it; luckily for me it helped to warm up my voice. At the end of the song I put on my sprays, giving me my unique smell, and I go back to the living area with everyone else.

Jon, our tour manager, tells us that we still have half an hour; I keep hassling him to let us go to the stage, so he has finally given in. The cool night breeze nips at my skin, but I don't care. It's going to be tricky not being able to mess about with Andy though because the fans don't know that we are going out. I look over to him, the night caressing his face and hiding him half in shadow, whilst making his pale skin stand out even more. He flashes me one of his gorgeous smiles and I find myself thinking about him until we get backstage.
"Hey, babe, I hope you are okay if we don't tell the fans yet, because I don't feel like it would really be the best way to start off our very first tour by announcing we are gay. I would at least like to get to know our fans a little better first. Just know that I love you, okay?" Andy breathed to me,
"I love you too, Batman, and of course it is fine I completely understand and agree with it. It's kind of nice not having people know because it's as if we don't need to tell the world just yet, as you are the world to me." Andy blushed, leaning down to kiss me.

I couldn't be happier right now, I have the man of my dreams, I'm in a successful rock band, I'm on tour with my friends, and we have hundreds of fans waiting for us to come on to the stage, chanting our names. Nothing could be better.