Fuck you. (Andy Biersack fanfiction)

Chapter 44

So yesterday night he didn't try anything thankfully. I think he tried to cuddle but I was too tired and kinda slept like a pig.

I woke up with my hand on his face. Oops. I slowly sat up.

"Andy..." I squeak out. He was sleeping peacefully. It's kinda nice though, he looks so peacefully and worry free, I sound like such a creeper. I jump off the bed.

"Wait..." I hear Andy speak up. I guess I woke him up.

"What's up?" I turn around to face him. He motions his hands towards him so I'm guessing he wants me to come over.

I approach him and he grabs my waist. Andy pulls me onto his lap. I didn't really mind it too much so I lay my hands on his shoulders, my fingers play with the tips of his hair. His dark hair was getting long but I kinda liked it.

"Your hairs getting long." I blurt out.

"Yeah I know, I think I should cut it." He sighs.

"I kinda like it." I smile. He smiles at me.

"So how did you sleep?" He asks me.

"Pretty good!"

He nods and smiles. I'm not sure what to say so I kinda lose myself. His eyes were more beautiful up close, his skin was warm against mine, His hair falls perfectly against his face. I swear he was perfect. I wish I remembered everything we had though. These strong feelings are here so that's good. I'm not sure if I'm ready to say I love you too him, but I feel love. Emotions are complicated...

"I'm gonna take a shower." His voice snaps me out of my deep thinking. I nod then get up from his lap. "Your welcome to come." He purrs.

"Funny." I snicker.

I leave him to it.

I wonder if the boys are home. I go downstairs but it was empty. I called out some of the boys names but no answers. Guess they either passed out in the house or got laid tonight. Ha! Sounds like them. I'll make breakfast.

...

I ended up making eggs and French toast, which is one of my favorites. He better eat this.

"Hey I smell something good!" I hear Andy's voice echo upstairs.

"Come down and find out!" I call back. Moments later I can hear footsteps. Andy entered the kitchen, he had a plain black shirt on and ripped black jeans. His hair was also still wet too.
Damn his hotness.

"Aren't you a lovely little maid." He says.

"Fuck you." I roll my eyes and smile casually, He laughs at me.

"I think I'll get you a little uniform."

"No! And even if you did it would probably be up to my ass." I throw my hands in the air. He laughs at me.

"Looks good though." He says then kisses my head.

"Thanks, I wanted something sweet this morning." I said.

He turns around. "Why have something sweet when I have you." He winks.

"Smooth Romeo."

"Take notes." He smiles. I just nod. What a dork.

...

After breakfast there were no signs of the boys coming home. No phone calls, text messages. Weird but Andy just said that they party too hard, then pass out. Makes sense, every since they got back all they been doing is going to parties and other events. That's probably why me and Andy have gotten so much alone time together.

"Are you gonna run around in your pjs all day?" Andy asks.

"I look like shit I guess I'll change." I sigh to myself. In my natural state: messy hair, makeup less, baggy shorts, and comfy tee.

"No you don't." He argues but I decide to change anyways.

I slip on a pair of American eagle jeans and put on a blue tye-dye shirt. Okay I like this outfit. Then I put some mascara on so I don't look completely dead.

I walk down stairs. "Hey Andy I-"

Before I could finish what I was saying another girl was in the doorway and Andy looked at me.

"Oh hi! I'm Jess!" I smile at her. She was really pretty too! She had chestnut hair that fell to her hips and bright emerald eyes.

"What?" She says in confusion. I didn't know what to say so I just stayed quiet.

"You don't remember her do you?" He asks me.

"I'm sorry." I say. She looks all so new to me but I do get some type of familiar vibe from her.

"Well I need my stuff." She says then goes upstairs. What stuff? What's going on?!

"Stuff?" I look at him sternly.

"She is my ex." He says.

"From two years ago? Or..." I start to think the worse. My heart jumps into my throat. He notices my nerves.

"No no it's not-"

"How do I know that?! I haven't been giving you what you want."

"I swear it's not..." He tries to hold my hands but I slip away from his grip. Fuck this I need to leave. I take a car keys that were hanging on the wall. I dash out the house then jump into one of Andy's car. I jam the keys into the ignition then start the car. Before I start to drive Andy appears in my window.

"Wait! Just stop for a minute!"

"I need to think just leave me alone." I tell him. He backs away and nods.

...

I eventually stop driving and park in front of a 50s looking diner. I sigh to myself then look down at my legs.

What am I gonna do?

Maybe I should get something to eat? Might as well. I grab my phone and the twenty dollars that was stashed in the cup holder.

The diner was really cute and small. I decide to sit on the high chairs. A girl with blonde pony-tails approaches me, she also had red lipstick stuck on her front tooth which wasn't too attractive.

"So whatcha want sweetie?" She asks me with a thick jersey accent.

"Well what do you have?" I ask. She points to the menu that was in front of me. Ugh wow I'm dumb. I search for something that seems appetizing.

"Can I get a cheese burger with a milkshake?" I ask. Translation: a heart attack.

"Coming up!" She takes the menu then leaves. I check my phone. I had various text messages from Andy on my phone.
Texts like: please call me, text me back please, we need I talk this through, I would never hurt you.

Whatever, how should I believe him at all. It makes sense that he would fuck her because I didn't want too. Makes sense though, she was beautiful as hell. I was a bit jealous when I first saw her.

My burger came sooner then expected. Time to eat my feelings.