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towards me and kissed her. I love how whenever I touch her lips, she melts under me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and squeezed lightly, kissing her forehead. 

 
    CHAPTER SEVEN
     
     
     
    Ashley's POV

Kissing Andy always makes me feel like another person, indestructible; nobody could ever hurt me as long as his lips stayed on mine. The feeling lingers when he hugs me, reminding me that I'm not a random hookup for him. 
    "Oh my God, just go get your shoes! You two disgust me!" I heard Lindsey's voice through the chaos around me and Andy. 
    I rolled my eyes and went up on my toes, giving him another small kiss before grabbing his hand and pulling him to the shoes. 
    "So, are you any good?" I asked as I stood up and grabbed a ball. 
    "I'm decent. You?" He asked, standing behind me. 
    "Amazing," I said right before throwing the ball straight into the gutter. I turned around and grinned. "I did that on purpose.” I told him, even though I didn’t. 
    He grabbed a ball and walked up to me. "Mhmm, sure.”
    He gave me the ball and turned me so I was dead center to the pins. "Now, when you release the ball, make sure to keep your arm and wrist pointed towards the front.” He slowly brought my arm back and led it back down. I closed my eyes and released the ball. 
    Seconds later, I heard the unmistakable sound of pins hitting pins. I peeked through one eye and saw that only two pins remained. "Oh my GOD!" I yelled and spun around, throwing my arms around Andy's neck. Without realizing what I was doing, my mouth found his and our lips started moving together.  His arms wrapped securely around my back, keeping my torso pressed against him. 
    Just as his tongue brushed along my bottom lip, we heard Lindsey and Bryan clearing their throats obnoxiously. I huffed in frustration and twisted my head to glare at them, not breaking contact with Andy's body. "Would you two knock it off? I've spent the past six months watching you horn dogs attack each other.  You can deal with a kiss.”
    I turned back to Andy and smiled. "I've never come that close to a strike before.” I said excitedly. He smiled and kissed my nose before pulling back. 
    "If that's how you react to eight pins, I can't wait until you get ten.” He wriggled his eyebrows and put on a mischievous grin. 
    I scoffed and went to sit by Bryan. "That's what Bryan is here for.”
    Lindsey nodded. "He does give very good celebratory strike kisses.”
    I winked at Andy to let him know I was only joking. Bryan was like a brother to me. Anything beyond that made me feel a little sick. 
    Of course on Andy's turn, he got a strike. "Oh yeah, decent.” I said, mocking him as he walked over to sit by me. He just shrugged and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me to lean against his chest. 
    As Andy was bowling, Lindsey started making out with Bryan. His hand was now slowly working its way up her thigh. I smirked and leaned forward saying loudly, "maybe I should send your mother a picture of this. I'm sure she'd think it was cute.” They ripped apart and glared at me. 
    "You wouldn’t.” Lindsey said darkly. 
    I laughed. "Of course, I wouldn't, but it's your turn. Go.” After two games, both of which I lost horribly, we decided to head over to a bar and grill attached to the alley. Lindsey and I slid into the booth and the guys sat on the outside. 
    Lindsey was in the middle of telling me about Paul. "So I haven't spoken to him or anything since it happened. Mom keeps going on and on about it, but I refuse to tell her.” She explained. 
    I felt bad suddenly. "Lindsey, he's your brother. You need to talk to him.” I said softly. 
    "How could I talk to him after he did that to you? You're my best friend Ashley.”
    I gave her a soft smile. 
    "I appreciate that, but what he did, didn't affect us. You're still my best friend too. As far as I'm concerned, he was a random person doing it, not your brother. I don't blame you. You shouldn't blame him by