stood out side in the freezing cold. With my BVB war paint on my face, my black ripped metal jeans a white BVB dago t with everyone's faces on it, with a lace back. I disited to leve my lether jacket in the car, not wanting to carry it around all night.
I was by myself at this concert, but I didn't care, I was surrounded by the army. Comparing the the kids form the school I go to,I don't get to brag on about how much I love BVB to my peers. It was awesome to see everyone's war paint, even though the band doesn't where there makeup as much.
I've already made a new friend. Shane. He came up to me from behind and wrapped his jacket around me. I actually think I'm in love with this kid. Longsh, dark brown hair,labret piercing, bright green eyes, sweet smile. Nice, funny, caring, sweet. And for once, I guy I like he's actually my age.
"So, Lizzie, do you have a VIP pass."
That question slashed my heart, reminding me how I'm not going to met
my idols. I kept myself together to answer, "Sadly no."
He said nether did he.
I almost had a heart attack when the line got closer to the door, "omgeee!"
"fangirl much?" I playfully punched him in the arm.
Finally. We were in. The air smelled of sweat, achoal, and majuana. I breathed it in. Best smell in the world.
Shane and I walked over to the merch table. There were two girls at the merch table talking about where they have to go to meet and greet.
I found out that you have to go to the back of the venue.
i sighed.
Shane and I ventured to the crowd as the first band started to play. They were pretty good, because usually the first band kinda blows. A mosh pit started to forum. I wanted to so badly to go and run around, but from what happened last time I was to afraid.
Shane held my hand as we pushed our way up to the front. By the time BVB was getting ready to play we were almost close enough to touch the stage.
I was too thrilled for words. CC, was doing the drum check, Ashley, and Jake kept coming on and off of stage. Then finally, what we were all hear for, all of the band members came onto the stage.
Andy looked over the crowd, "Holy shit. Is the whole army hear tonight?"
That lead to a huge scream of the audience. Including myself.
I died a little inside as the instruments began to play the familiar tune of knives and pens. After andy singing four songs off the new album, and being completely in love with every song, Shane and i decided to scream out Ashley's name when it got really quiet.
"Ashley, we love you!"
Being the loud ass screamer I was Ashley, and a few audience members looked our way. He first made a funny face with his tongue, but then he looked at me. Like not like look as in just look at me, he seemed surprised. Shane and other people notice too.
Andy began to sing In The End. An at this point Shane and I were able to touch the stage. Then the unthinkable happened, Andy, Andrew Dennis Biersack looked at me, like he did in my dream. And he handed me the mike.
I sang, "in the end as my souls laid to rest what is left of my body, or am I just a shell."
He smiled and took the mike back and sang the rest. I was flabbergasted. Am I dreaming? No. The people pushing me and making me fall down is real enough.
Shane caught me then screamed into my ear, "you have a beautiful voice."

In The End was BVBs last song of the night, Andy exited the stage with a speech on how we can all fallow our dream, how we are all beautiful. I couldn't help but notice he was looking at me too much. We made eye contact for more or less of the speech. But I think that's just my fangirl seeing things.
I saw people going into the door that lead to the meet and greet. I mulled over the thought of sneaking in, but I didn't want to leave Shane. I liked holding hands with him.
We exited out the theater, "Did you have fun Lizzie?"
"Hell yes! Did you?"
He brushed away my hair, "Meeting you was a lot of fun."
I felt my face get extremely hot, "really," I said stupidly.
He laughed, "really."
And before I knew it our lips were interlocked. I was so surprised I almost pulled away, but I didn't.
He pulled away smiling, "what's wrong?"
" What? Nothing. That was just unexpected."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
"No, don't be. It was perfect."
He smiled, "can I give you my number?"
We swapped phones. There was a car honking and we both looked up, "oh shit that's my brother." He held up his index finger signaling one sec.
He gave me my phone, I gave him his. We looked at each other, but this time I went in for the kiss.
The car honked again, Shane ground, "text me?"
"I will," I told him.
He smiled and ran off to the car, we waved as he drove off. I put my back up to the cold brick building. Did tonight just happen? Did I just have my first kiss at a BVB concert? Did I really get to sing into the mike? I laughed, "this night could not get better."
I then glanced to my left, and saw a familiar bus. It didn't say any thing that that bus is BVBs, but from picture, that looked a lot like it.
I started to walk to it. What was I doing? I don't know. Before I knew it I was in front of the bus.
I looked around, and oddly enough no one was in sight. I took the door handle. What the hell are you doing Lizzie!! A little voice said.
I closed my eyes as the door clicked open. I'm meeting my saviors.

I hurried inside the bus. Now that I'm in here I know for a fact this was BVBs. There's merch every where. And a few guitars.
"Oh, my, god."
It smelled of cigarettes and achoal. I walked to the back, where the bunks are. All of the curtains were shut except for one. I just glanced inside it, and there were drawings, and music lyrics all inside the wall. My best guess was that this was Andy's bunk.
I looked at all of the beautiful drawings. On in specific caught my eye. I took the drawing off the wall, and examined it. These eyes look familiar, the green highlight in the girls bang. The hair style. The face.
It was me.
I looked confused at the picture. How could this be me? Andy has never met me. I looked closely at the picture. He even got my beauty marks right. Even the scar on my neck that I got from that firework accident.
This was defiantly me.
But how.
I thought of taking the picture, but at the same time who would believe me when I told them Andrew Biersack drew me. And maybe Andy may even miss it.
I didn't have time to think over it, because the bus s door flew open.

Cliff hanger!!! Don't worry next chapter coming soon. :) keep reading lovelys!!