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don’t know what you heard the other day, but I never said that you were a dramatic sister to me. Not only were you not being dramatic, but believe me; I could never look at you as a sister.”
    Her cheeks burned brighter and she whispered “Okay.” Suddenly she was grabbing her backpack and opening the door. “I’ll take a bus home,” and then she was gone. 
    ‘What the fuck?’ Was the only thought going through my mind as I ran after her. My body was working on its own accord. There were no other thoughts that preceded the action. 
    I cut her off by abruptly stopping in front of her. She had a couple tears rolling down her cheeks and more were flooding her eyes. I gently wiped them off with my thumbs. “Hey, why are you crying? Is it so awful that I like you?” I asked softly. 
    “But you don’t.” She cried. “You just said that you could never even think of me as a sister.”
    I understood exactly what I needed to do then. “Ashley, if I thought of you as my sister, I could never do this.” I said as I leaned down and lightly captured her lips with mine. 

 
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
     
    Ashley’s POV

I pulled away after a moment. It was incredibly hard; his lips tasted so good and felt amazing on mine. 
    “Wait,” I said. Shaking my head and squeezing my eyes shut while trying to clear my mind. “What does this mean?” I asked confused. 
    He chuckled lightly and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. “It means that you should stop reading so much into what I say.” He paused, looking me in the eyes. “I don’t think of you as a sister, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think of you at all. It also means that I want you to quit running from me.” I blushed. 
    “It’s easier to run than face the embarrassment when I stay.” I admitted. 
    “But you have no reason to be embarrassed about anything.” He tried soothing me. 
    I scoffed. “Okay, not only did an entire football team hear about how I sexually harassed a guy. Then the guy I’m crushing on comes after me just to end up comparing me to his dramatic sister. Afterwards, I’m forced into going home with him and end up confession my feelings for him. On top of that, when he kissed me, I asked what it meant.” I said, blushing like a tomato. 
    He stayed silent for a minute then said; “You’re right, that is embarrassing.” When I slugged his shoulder he laughed. “What?” He asked. “Everybody has moments like those. It’s nothing to run away from.”
    I nodded. Running was an instant reaction, a reflex that I always regretted afterwards. “I know. But there was one plus that came from all of this.” I said coyly. 
    “And what’s that?” He asked. 
    “You’re a decent kisser.” I said nonchalantly. 
    His eyes grew wide. “Only decent?” He asked, stepping closer. 
    I smirked. “Yep. It was rather short. So decent is the best I can do.” I said blinking innocently. 
    The next thing I knew, I was being tipped backward and Andy’s hot lips were covering my own. They moved against mine in a way that left me begging for more and oddly satisfied. 
    When Andy unfortunately tipped me upwards, he caressed my nose and forehead in slow lingering kisses, before adding a final one onto my lips. “Was that better?” He whispered low and husky. 
    “To say the least.” I said, looking into his eyes and biting my lip subconsciously. 
    His smile was gorgeous and I wanted to take a picture of it to remember always. 
    “I’d better be getting you home.” His smile faded as he spoke. 
    I nodded. “Yeah, I suppose.” We got in the car and he drove in the right direction this time. “You know, I never expected my father to push me towards a guy.” I said randomly. 
    His lips quirked, “What do you mean?” He asked. 
    “Well, when he told me you were driving me, I tried to argue. He said that ever since you came after me, your game had been of. Which is true,” I scolded him. “I watched you play and you