“Andy, open up man.” Ashley knocked lightly on the door. I groaned a little at the bass player’s perfect timing. I disliked the fact that my cuddle time with Andy was being interrupted and you could tell he wasn’t keen on the idea of it being ended either. I rolled out of the bed and opened the door for the bassist, who had kind of shielded his eyes.

“I’m not naked, Ashley.” I commented and he dropped his hand, walking into the room as I stepped aside.

“Our show got moved to tomorrow. We’ve got the whole day free or at least until Blasko comes up with something for us to do. I figured I’d come and tell you two as soon as I could but I was a little gun shy in case you two were…” That was kind of the straw that broke the Camel’s back per-say. Andy got up out of the bed and glared at Ashley.

“In case we were what? Fucking in a random hotel room like you and Kina? Or you and the countless girls you pick up on tour?” Andy hissed through clenched teeth. I jumped some at how angry he was. It startled me but regardless I walked around Ashley and put my arms up around Andy’s neck, to try and calm him down.

“Andy, for fucks sake. It was a joke. It is obvious to everyone and their Mother’s Brother that you and Livvy have something. Chemistry. I’m not making fun of you two; I’m being nice and teasing you. Brotherly love. Do you think I’m not happy for you? I was devastated when you told us about the breakup. I am ecstatic that here you are, less than a week later, hell just like four days later, and you’re already falling for somebody else. If that’s not ‘meant to be’ I don’t know what is.”

When Ashley put it that way, I could tell as I gazed up at Andy, it was putting it into perspective for him. The vocalist relaxed some within my arms, I heard him sigh before speaking. “I’m sorry I jumped down your ass. It’s not that you’re hurting me with what you’re saying… I’m afraid what you say might hurt her,” Andy’s arms wrapped around my lower waist, I could feel his nails dig into my hips, making me whimper but I didn’t dare utter a word. I knew he wasn’t finished yet.

“I’m afraid enough as is that I’m going to do something stupid and hurt her, fuck what I might have with her up…I don’t want you to do that for me. Or anyone else… Do you know how hard it was for me to ask her on tour, knowing how much of a wreck I am?” Andy asked in a rather desperate sounding tone of voice.

Ashley understood, he nodded his head and smiled a bit. “I want you two to work out. This one seems like a keeper man. This one seems like she might be able to devote herself to you the way that Juliet should have.” With that, Ashley turned on his heel in his black boots and disappeared. I continued to cling to Andy in the middle of the hotel suite.

“Whole day to ourselves…” I whispered. His blue eyes flicked down to look into mine and I felt my heart stop somewhat. My mouth went dry, my knees wobbled slightly. The look in his eyes, he was upset. “Andy,” I said his name quietly and gently pushed him back onto the bed, he sat down and I sat in his lap, just looking down into his eyes.

“I’m going to fuck this up,” Andy whispered and I immediately shook my head, putting my finger on his lips.

“You’ll do no such thing. I’m not going to allow you to say--,” he cut me off by biting my finger. I let out a loud groan, whimpering somewhat. He looked up at me, like a deer caught in headlights. I blushed and slid off of his lap.

“Biting is a turn on,” I mumbled and looked away from him.

“I am going to fuck this up Livvy. Because I can’t hold myself back anymore… I’ve known you for barely three days now and I never ever thought that just after three days I would want you as badly as I do. In every sense of the word… physical, emotional, mental, I want you in every way possible.” Hearing him speak like that, I shivered, digging my own nails into my palms…biting my tongue so to speak.

“But what about Juliet, Andy…? Even if you say you’ll never go back to her… I know you can’t be over her. You can’t be in love with me while still being in love with her. What about when this tour is over and you go back to Los Angeles? What’s going to happen when you go home and find her stuff isn’t there?” I asked him, I still couldn’t turn to face him.

“I’ll have you to help me face it,” Andy whispered as he stood up off of the bed, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “I’ll have you to help me take every step. I told you, Livvy, maybe I am co-dependent. I get too attached to people and then they end up leaving me…” I felt him moving some of my dark hair off of my shoulder.

“You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on, Livvy. With your dark hair, your green eyes that remind me of emeralds sparkling in the sunlight… your pale skin. You’re a big city boys dream, a girl next door so to speak,” I shivered at his words. I never thought I’d hear Andy Biersack talk about me, Olivia Barrington, in such a way.

“Andy,” I whispered his name, turning around in his arms as I looked up to him. “Don’t lead me on. Don’t do this to me…and then break my heart. Please don’t go back to her after saying these things to me…don’t find someone better than me.” I begged him, a few tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. “I’d rather stay your friend forever, having never known what it would be like to be your girlfriend…than the two of us break up and never speak to each other again.”

“I won’t leave you,” Andy whispered, his arms around my waist threatening to almost crush me. “We’re going to fight, a lot. I get along with most people by being a dick and arguing with them…” he admitted. “But I won’t leave you, and I won’t hurt you on purpose.”

“I believe you,” I said quietly and kissed his cheek gently, laying my head against his chest. “But I’m not rushing this. You may have the whole day off…but I’m not giving into my temptation. I won’t ruin this by moving so quickly.” I admitted and pulled back from him, walking over to my duffel bag to find some clothes to change into for the day.

“Did you really just decline having sex with me, in Mexico City, all day long in this hotel room?” Andy asked, almost an annoyed sound to his voice but I knew it was more disbelief than anything. I giggled a little, looking over to him.

“I sure did. What are you going to do about it?” I asked, quirking a brow. He shook his head a bit, “absolutely nothing,” he replied and started to get dressed for the day as well.

Our morning started out with breakfast in the hotel room. We actually were able to get some decent room service, thankfully since the woman downstairs spoke decent enough English. While Andy spent some time on the internet, replying to important e-mails and talking to a few fans on Facebook and Twitter, I decided to call my Mom. I couldn’t stay on the phone long though since I was in Mexico…talk about astronomical charges.

“MEXICO?!?!” My Mother shrieked. “I had no idea the tour would take you international!” She admitted. I laughed a little, maybe bands in her day didn’t travel so extensively.

“Mexico, yeah. The show got moved from tonight to tomorrow night so; Andy and I are just having a lazy day in the hotel room. I guess this would be a good time for you and Andy to talk to one another before something else comes up…” I said softly and looked over to him from the window where I’d been gazing out at the city. It was so lovely from up here in the hotel room.

“I’m good,” Andy said as he closed his laptop and pushed it aside, getting off of the bed and walking over to me, wrapping an arm around me from behind as he took my cell phone with his other hand.

“Morning Mrs. Barrington,” Andy said. I could only imagine the snort laugh my Mother would give at being called that. “We’re both real good this morning. Relieved as fuck we don’t have to play a show tonight,” he chuckled. “Well ma’am, I could get her home to you as soon as the Mexico show is over tomorrow night. We have the 25th and 26th off, then the 27th show is in Salt Lake City, Utah.”

I had no idea about the two almost three days off…that was enough time that Andy could come home with me in Louisville for a day anyway… or I could go to Los Angeles with him. “We tour around mainly in a tour bus, unless we have to go overseas or to another country. Then we play that date, and fly out. Play the date, fly out. We’ve already been to the United Kingdom back in early February. Through March 9th all of our dates are in the states, ma’am.” Andy told my Mother.

“I would be glad to give you a list of all the cities and the hotels we’ll be staying at. I’ll have to talk with my manager first cause I’m not the one to book the hotels… No, no, it’s not too much trouble. I understand you want to know where your daughter is at. But I want to assure you, I’m taking good care of her. Three meals a day, spoiling her rotten… or at least I plan to.” He admitted, which made me blush heavily. “Sure thing,” he said and handed the phone back to me.

“Mhm, that’s Andy…” I said quietly and my Mother laughed. “He sure is a kiss ass, I think you’ve hooked yourself a good one, Livvy. I’ll hopefully see you sometime on the 25th then.”

“I think we’ll probably come to Louisville instead of L.A. Andy has some demons back home so I’m sure Louisville is where he’d rather go.” I asked him and he nodded his head from the bed.

“Plus it’s close to Cincy. I can go home and see my parents, too,” he admitted and I nodded my head, telling my Mother what he’d said.

“I’ll see you sometime the 25th then. You two behave, and Livvy, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I knew that was code for… ‘Have the time of your lives.’ I hung up with my Mother after telling her I loved her, slipping my phone into my pocket as I crawled up onto the bed with Andy.

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