*warning: small amount of sexual actions, not sex.*

"Andy, what do we do?" I ask as more people fill the house. He shrugs, "drink, talk, make out." "Well I can rule out one." I groan, leading Andy to the living room where 'cat' started playing crappy music, "or dance." He adds.
"Why do you think I can dance?" I ask while wrapping my arms around his neck, Andy shrugs, grabbing my hips. "I can't either so it's fine."
"Ya, what the hell are you doing?" I ask as he runs his hands along my sides, "I don't even know... I can't dance."
I shrug, raising my arms up and swaying my hips back and forth to the beat of the music. Andy whispers in my ear, "I want another drink, please come with me baby?"
Why is he all the sudden starting to- oh alcohol!
"Sure." I cling onto his hand as we weave through the growing crowd of people to the kitchen bar, there is already a few empty bottles. Andy grabs a beer bottle and leads me off to the side, "you can dance." He takes another swig of beer, "and I sure won't protest if I see you dancing like that again."
"Andy, do you get drunk easily?"
"No, not at all." He states proudly, "you however will most likely be a light weight."
"I know." I shrug, leaning onto the wall next to him. Soon a few girls I recognize from school come up to us- well, Andy.
"Heyy Andy." One says while placing a flirty hand on his chest, "I heard you were here and just wanted to say hi."
"Well hi." He mumbles, glancing at me.
"I wanted to know if you wanted to-" she pauses, glancing at me oddly, then leaning in and placing a barely there kiss on his lips, he inhales worried. I almost gasp, "I'm-"
"Be alone for a bit." She says smugly, "you know, kill some time in one of the bedrooms."
He tenses up as she stands closer to him, "uh-"
"You know I heard you are amazing in bed." She flutters her eyelashes before continuing, "Just maybe I could be lucky enough to be with you..." Her pout is so generic, "Doesn't everyone love drunken nights, alone?"
Andy finally manages to unfreeze. He wraps an arm around me again, pulling us closer together, "Hey babe, did ya hear what she said?" He smirks, "we should go get a room before someone else does."
Her giddy face floods with confusion, "what?"
"I'm Indiana, it's nice to meet you." I say politely, she ignores me and continues to flirt with my boyfriend.
"Andy, I heard that the hot tub is amazing as well."
Ya, we have a hot tub outside in the back. I know where Andy is going to want to go next...
"I'd rather go out there with my girlfriend." He finally says awkwardly, placing his lips on mine before taking another gulp of his beer.
"Oh. I don't think she'll mind," she tries again, "honey, there are plenty of fish in the sea." She gives me a fake apologetic glance.
"Ya sorry sweetie but this one is taken." Andy tells her sourly, stalking off with me in tow. He leads me up to my room, "I need to calm down." As soon as the door is closed behind us Andy sits on the bean bag chair. "that is fucking annoying."
"I would think that you would want girls like her practically throwing themselves at you? I mean, if you don't at least you have an excuse." I say while sitting next to him, he places his lips on mine before answering, "thank you. I don't think I can get through this party sober."
"You aren't sober anyways." I chuckle and nod to the bottle in his hand, "do you want to go in the hot tub?"
"I didn't bring a bathing suit." he mumbles, embarrassed.
"I think my dad may-"
"We could go naked?" Andy says hopefully, "you and me in the hot tub..."
"Andy, we are at a party, not a private nudist spa." He chuckles and places his lips on mine again.
"I'll wear one of your dads." He says while standing up, "I'll guard your room while you go get it."
I rush to my parents room down the hall, then back to find Andy sorting through my drawers. "Where are your swim suits?"
"Stop looking through my drawers!" I exclaim, shutting the one he had open. His smile fades away as I glare at him. "They are in the same drawer as my bras and underwear." I mumble, tapping the top drawer. Andy opens it before I can stop him, pulling out a bikini top that is stuck on the one thong I own. "Here you go."
He picked out a black bikini that has a removable strap attached with a corset type cup. The bottoms are dug up from the drawer as he sorts through it carefully. "I think this is perfect." He whispers, pecking my lips while tying the bathing suit top on me, over my clothes. I mumble, "I need to go change in the bathroom."
He sighs, letting me go to quickly change into a bathing suit. When I walk out I see him quickly pull up the swim trunks he had changed into while I was in there. "What would you have done if I had come out earlier?"
"Shown off." He jokes, wrapping an arm around me. I let him lock the door behind us, then I lead Andy through the crowded party down to the main floor. Catherine stops us at the door to outside, she seems to have already had too much to drink.
"Where you goin' sis?" She has a small slur, "and what do you think you are doing with her?"
"Catherine, lay off the drinks." I say quietly, patting her shoulder before pulling Andy outside behind me. His hand is resting on my hip with the arm around my back. The hot tub has a group of people already in it, I think they are cheerleaders.
"Ooh a guy!" One of them squeals as Andy follows me in the hot water. The drunk girls lose interest quickly, beginning to gossip. Andy chuckles and pulls me onto his lap, whispering in my ear, "I wonder when they will start gossiping about us."
As if on cue a girl with light blonde hair 'whispers', "did you hear about Andy Biersack and that girl who never talks?"
she gets lost looks and shaking heads, "oh my god, he is so freaking hot! The one with the black hair and wears the eyeliner?" She tries again, they all shift their gaze to Andy for a second before nodding vigorously. "Well, he apparently is now dating that weird girl who never talks. Everyone thought she was a lesbian."
She pauses and says dramatically, "I've heard that they had sex two nights ago."
"Oh my god!" Gasps all around.
"She never talked though!" A girl with brown hair and a light pink bathing suit exclaims.
"That's the thing, he must be great in bed."
"But- he's.. He's emo!" One cries out.
She shakes her head, "but he's a hot emo."
"Whatever."
"Well, anyways, I've also heard that she is sisters with cat. She said herself that Andy was over here last night and they were kissing! But that whole time Shelby had been desperately trying to flirt with him, and she stole him out from under her!"
"Poor Shelbs..." The brunette mumbles, then suddenly bursting into a smile,. "ooh there's Chris!"
Another guy gets in the hot tub, she sits on his lap as soon as he is seated, and his hands slide under her bathing suit top! She keeps talking as if this was normal, "I heard that Tristan and cat are doing it again tomorrow night, he already has her drunk so I doubt that they will wait until tomorrow."
Ugh, Cat!
I feel Andy's lips on my neck, since they have changed topics I guess he wants to move on. "Andy what are you doing?"
He trails kisses up to my ear, where he whispers, "kissing you."
"I can't believe he's feeling her up and she's acting like nothing's happening." I say quietly as Andy pulls away from my ear. His deep voice is gravely as he whispers, "I'm going to do that babe."
His hands are already making their way up my stomach.
I hiss, "no!"
Andy stops and sighs, "but I want to!" He whines in my ear, chuckling after. I feel his lips back on my neck and his hands stay away from my chest.
"Andy, what are you doing?" His fingers have slipped around the tie of my bathing suit bottoms. He whispers, "oh, nothing."
"Stop it."
His lips are back on my neck as he doesn't move his fingers. Andy growls in my ear, "you're hot."
I know it's just because he is drinking.
"Andy seriously stop. I'll break up with you. I will never talk to you again." I threaten, he sighs. No, not taking it out of my bottoms, just sitting there until he finally stops. "I think I want to get out Andy." I mumble, "I need a drink."
He hands me the beer that he had just gotten, I take a swig quickly, I give up on staying sober. He takes it back, placing the bottle back in the cup holder. I look up to see his blue eyes glancing into mine with longing.
"If we go make out now will you stop trying to be sexual with me?" I ask him quietly. Andy doesn't answer, instead pulling me into a passionate kiss. I kiss back and hear the gasps of the cheerleaders, most likely just noticing us. A few minutes later he moans, "Please fuck me..." and grabs at the tie on my back. I don't notice that my bathing suit is untied until one of his hands is suddenly on my chest, caressing. I pull away from the kiss, shocked at what he did.
"You fucking pig!" I grumble and reach to tie my bathing suit, Andy's eyes meet mine apologetically, "I'm sorry indie, I got carried away."
"Just don't even- I'm going back to my room." I grumble and quickly tie a knot, scrambling out of the hot tub, soaking wet. I grab a towel before running into the house, getting swallowed by a mob of people. I make my way to the kitchen and grab my sister's arm, "Catherine. I need a drink."
She shrugs, stops dancing on her boyfriend as another girl flirts with him and follows me to the kitchen. "What's up with you?"
"Andy's a very sexual drunk." I mumble as she pours two shots. "Oh. Don't worry, he'll get over it." She slightly slurs. Her low cut tank top tells me otherwise, "then why are you acting like that with Tristan?"
"Because... I don't know, I kind of wish I could wear something like you are and not lose my friends." She sighs, looking over at her group who is currently playing beer pong or flirting with a guy. "I think you should try to ease up on the alcohol." She giggles as I take a third shot for the night.
Before I can respond Andy's voice shouts, "Indiana!" I turn my head to see him weaving through the crowds to us.
Before he can get to the kitchen I dash up the stairs, unlocking my room and slamming the door. Realization flooding through me: I can't believe Andy just did that! I just told him not to!
"Indie?" I hear a knock on the door, and it open.
"Go away!" I sob, wiping the tears from my face before he can notice. Andy sighs and sits down next to me. "I'm really sorry, I wasn't thinking and I'm kind of more of a sexual drunk than a flirtatious drunk."
"Andy, I'm sorry but can you leave me alone for now?" I ask quieter than before. Instead of an answer I get a tight hug. "I don't want to leave you Indiana. I don't want you to hate me now, it's not something I meant to do. But I can tell you from experience, girls typically like getting felt up." He isn't doing a very good job trying to reassure me.
"Oh ya, and how does having your boobs rubbed feel good?" I snap. His smug look is again on his face, "here I'll show you." He places his lips on mine into a slow, passionate kiss, introducing tongue minutes later after I've forgotten what he had said and done. Andy's hands fumble to untie my bathing suit before I realize what is happening. Once again, his hand is on my chest, the other supporting my back. The caressing does actually feel good, I don't know why I keep letting him do this. He lays us back on the carpeted floor, moving both his hands to my chest as caressing turns to massaging. I notice how hard I've been trying to not make any noise, he sucks on my bottom lip, and I let go. The soft moan escapes my lips as Andy smirks into our kiss. He pulls away after what seems like no time, but yet an eternity, I expect him to say, 'I was right.' But instead he whispers, "beautiful." I smile at his words but the hazy face of my boyfriend is no longer right in front of me. Something warm is around my nipple, oh my god he's sucking on it! I feel it harden in his mouth as he pulls on it slightly with his teeth, causing another moan to escape my lips. The shivers run up my spine as he switches, doing the same thing as he did to the other one.
Why am I letting him touch me like this?
I let out a soft moan throwing my head back as he continues. With his body hovering over mine Andy pulls away and whispers, "we need to.."
"No. No. No." I state without a second thought, "we've already gone too far."
"Indiana? Trust me on this, you'll love it."
"I'm sure I will Andy, but I don't want to right now." I grab my crumpled swimsuit from beside me and hold it to my chest, Andy's hand unclamps mine from the top, slowly. "I told you that you would like being felt up." He smirks, "and I assure you that you will love having sex. It's the best experience ever."
"I'm sure it is, I'm not ready to go there Andy." I feel him take the cloth out of my hand and whisper, "we are alone, there's not much else to do? Look what your sister left us!"
"I'm not fucking having sex with you Andy!" I grumble and feel my breath hitch as he looks into my eyes intensely, "Indiana? I need you." He nibbles on my neck. "I physically need you right now."
"No. And don't cheat on me either or we are over. I might as well end it now because you tricked me into doing something I didn't want to do." I grumble, looking away from his majestic eyes. "I get it." He sighs, "I've already pushed the boundaries."
"Andy you broke the boundaries and I'm trying to fix them." I snap, "I didn't even think I was going to actually kiss you, date you, not make out with you, or have your hands all over my chest! This has far from crossed the line already."
He sighs, defeat clear in his eyes.
"I want to go enjoy the rest of the party Andy." I crawl out from underneath him, grabbing my bra that was in the bathroom and hooking it before he can see me again. "I'm sorry if I pass out. Don't try anything if I'm drunk."
Andy stands up as I put the corset top back on, "wait, Indiana, I know you're stressed out right?"
"Ya, because of you."
he fishes something out of his pocket, grabbing a soap dish I made when I was younger from my bathroom, he sets down a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Andy opens the cigarette pack and pulls out two tobacco and chemical filled, deadly cigarettes, why?..
"Here." He says after lighting one and taking a drag, handing me the burning cigarette. I take it but don't do anything as he lights another. "do you know how to smoke?" He asks, confused.
"I don't-"
He leans on the bathroom counter next to me, lightly covering my hand in his he brings it to my lips his soft voice coaxes along, "inhale, now-" he lifts it away after I inhale, "exhale."
I let out the long, smoke filled breath. Almost instantly I feel more relaxed, the tension of the situation seems to float away. Andy takes another drag of his before guiding me to take another.
"Feel more relaxed?" He asks after taking a third drag. All I can do is nod, I take a drag on my own this time, it feels amazing and relaxing to smoke. "Definitely."
"Great, do you still want to go get yourself drunk?" He asks, worried. I shake my head, taking another drag again. "Thanks, and I'm sorry I freaked out its just-"
He sighs and pulls me into a hug, his cigarette held away from my shoulder as mine is too. "I know, you don't want to go there yet, and I did push your boundaries."
I take another drag, Andy plucks the cigarette from my lips and switches ours, "why'd you switch?"
"Cause I felt like it?" He shrugs, taking the final drag and putting it out in the soap dish, I follow his example and do the same. Andy pulls another two out of the package, "wait, can I show you how to light it?"
I let him come behind me and hold onto my hands, I see the flame lick the end of the cigarette and I puff it a few times before taking the first drag.
(A/N: I've never smoked, I'm basing this off of what I've seen in interviews and stuff, you know. And then my grandpa smoked cigars around me a lot when I was little so I might be off.)
Andy rests his head on top of mine while I take the first drag, the smoke dissipates off into the air and I feel myself relax even more. This is something I should have tried earlier. "how did you buy cigarettes?" I ask, "we're 16."
"I had a friend buy them for me, and I have a fake ID." He shrugs, "why? do you like smoking?"
"Yes." I say quietly before taking another drag of my cigarette, "I love it actually." I feel a smile crawl on to my lips. Andy is going to be such a bad influence on me- but I don't care.
"You are going to be such a terrible influence on me," I whisper, turning around in his arms and tapping the end of the cigarette letting the ashes fall on the dish, behind his back. "but I don't even care."
I feel his lips collide on mine into an extremely passionate kiss. I could get used to this.

Notes

ooh Andy is a naughty boy! Why is Indiana letting him touch her like that? I am proud of myself because in the next chapter I added some symbolism. Can you guys guess what it is?
Thank you guys for reading, rating, commenting, and/ or subscribing! I've been having witer's block on this story but I just got an idea while typing this in. I will be updating most likely every two weeks on this, until I get over my writer's block. :)
-C