Andy X Leyley Fanart Novels & Stories

Still, Levi hesitated, not entirely at ease. “If you need anything, let me know right away.” “I will,” Layla said, smiling as she waved him off. She turned and immediately found herself face-to-face with a group of brightly dressed women, all flashing enthusiastic smiles. “You’re Layla Xander, right? The one and only Begonia!” “We’ve seen your work. It’s amazing!” “You even shot a personal series for Daniel, right? I’m a huge fan! What’s he like in real life?” Layla was at a loss for words.

Lexy asked, adjusting her glasses, like that would somehow help. “Oh, come on, Lex. That’s Carly Lyles. She’s Amber’s best friend,” Andi reminded them, not that Beth didn’t already know exactly who each of them was. Wearing cut-off shorts and T-shirts, their makeup perfect, like they hadn’t been sweltering in the same summer heat as the rest of them, not a hair out of place, the girls greeted Shane and told him what a great game it had been. Beth bet none of them even knew the rules. She shook her head, folding her arms and trying not to stare. “I should’ve brought more hairspray,” Andi mumbled, and Beth agreed, pulling a loose lock of hair in front of her nose and whiffing the comforting sc

“Oh, this?” she said, grinning. “I just grabbed the first stuff I saw.” “That’s what it looks like,” Leesa teased, “except that somehow the colors all match.” Andy’s arrival interrupted their banter. He was wearing bleached jeans and an open brown suede jacket over a darker brown T-shirt that proclaimed “Thank God It’s Fry Day” in big gold letters. In between the Thank God It’s and the Fry Day was a picture of giant fried chicken leg, dripping grease. No wonder he and Cali got along so well, Leesa thought, not for the first time.

Art frowned in confusion, wanting to quickly get over the required orientation and leave. "Where are we going? Everybody went that way," he said, following a few meters behind Lyle. Lyle heard the impatience in his tone and if someone looked closely, one would see his lips slightly protruded. Art watched the vampire line up behind a couple of girls who gushed and whispered when they saw him. It only took a few minutes before Lyle finally walked back to him again, carrying two bottles of milk tea. Art's brows creased. "Which flavor do you like?" Lyle ignored his questioning stare and only presented the drinks to him, one was a strawberry flavor and the other was mocha.

I could clearly see the corners of Lyle's jaw bulging, and it looked like he was on the verge of gnashing his teeth. He can go crazy when it comes to Xavier. But what can be done, he likes Xavier so much, but Xavier only likes me. There will be plenty of opportunities for him to go crazy in the sin pack in the future. Lyle's eyes were red and he said to me, "Leila, don't piss me off. Do you think you'll have a good time after I come in?"

Della immediately turned to look at Andre curiously. "The boys wanted to watch End game so... did I." He shrugged. Leo immediately hugged his mom and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Lyle awkwardly stood there.. he felt— sad.. "Come here Lyle!" Della called for her brother to join the king size bed party. He immediately grinned, jumping onto the bed, giving Della a hug as well. Andre was already dressed in casual shorts and a plain gray adidas sleeveless T-shirt. It seemed he had just came from his morning run. The veins on his hands and his arms made her have very indecent thoughts. He just looked so... edible.