"I smell smoke!" Someone yells from behind the door on Catherine's side of the bathroom. I pull away from Andy, crushing my cigarette in the temporary ashtray, the relaxing chemicals make my panic subside, I take a drag of Andy's that was being held between his pointer and middle finger before handing it back to him. Andy sighs, "we should go."
The door opens right as he lets me take a final drag. Catherine is standing there, her face showing utter repulse as
She inhales the smoke that was beginning to cloud up the bathroom.
"Indiana? Andy?" She asks slowly, "were you smoking in our bathroom?"
"No, we were just kissing." I lie, she's drunk, it's not like she would know the difference. "Andy smoked before we came inside."
She nods warily, "ok Andy just don't smoke inside. Or let indie smoke." A smirk forms on her face as she says, "I'll let you two get back to kissing, just know, that lingerie and condoms were jokes."
"Thanks." I roll my eyes and close the door behind her. Andy raises an eyebrow, but immediately reconnects our lips. After a few minutes I pull away and whisper, "I'll wear that lingerie to sleep if you promise not to try anything?"
His eyes light up as he nods, "wait, I can sleep in your bed?" I giggle, "yes silly!"
"Oh that's going to be hard..." He mutters, "but I promise."
I hear a lot of cars pull out of the driveway, Andy smirks, "I guess it's almost 3."
"Ya, you want to get ready for bed?" I ask and peck his lips, his content sigh tells me yes.
"Not yet." He mutter smugly, leading me out of the bathroom, cigarettes and lighter in hand. "Please wear that lingerie for a while before we sleep?" He asks hopefully, picking up the white lacy and sheer fabric. I giggle and grab it, "white is so not my thing." I walk into the bathroom, shutting the door, but keep going into Catherine's room. Her top drawer is open, I see basically the same thing in black towards the back of the drawer. I quickly trade the white for black and rush to the bathroom to put it on. I am almost done hooking the weird suspenders to the thing underneath when I feel breath on my neck. I look in the mirror to see Andy smirking at our reflection. He kisses the top of my head before running his eyes up and down the length of my body. He clicks his tongue, walking around me in a small circle before stopping directly in front. "You are amazing you know that?" after placing a quick kiss on my lips He moves to stand behind me with his head next to mine. I let him play with the little lacy night gown looking part, it's loose but too short to be a real nightgown. "This reminds me of a veil." He chuckles, "black veil brides."
"Wow.." I tease, walking out of the bathroom before he can say anything. Andy trails me out to the bed, where he has the tripod and camera set up again. He asks quietly, "can you just act like you want me and that the camera is me. I need more than one type of photos." He lets me nod before beginning to snap pictures of me looking at him hungrily, I try to imagine him feeling me up, since that's the furthest I've gone with anyone. Andy smirks as I keep posing, I end up completely messing up my hair in the process. Andy says, "that's enough or I might not be able to keep myself off you."
"that's what I was going for Andy." I smirk, jumping up and latching my legs around his waist. Pressing my lips hard against his. Andy supports my weight by his hands on my thighs. "We are so made for each other." He whispers as soon as I pull away. "Wait, get a t-shirt on over that, we need to see if they are alright with us going to bed."
"Who cares. It's their party." I shrug and whisper, "this was the best night of my life so far Andy."
A smile spreads across both of our faces, "mine too Indiana."
Andy nods, going in to the bathroom to change back into clothes, coming out in only boxers for some reason.
"Lets get in bed then." I say smugly, turning off the light before climbing under the covers of the queen bed. Andy's devious eyes follow in suit, climbing in on the other side. As soon as he gets in the bed I am cuddled into his arms. "Can we take a picture and post it on Instagram of us?" Andy asks quietly, "I want them to know I'm taken now. And hopefully for a long time." When I whisper, "sure, just don't let them know I'm wearing lingerie."
"By the way, that lingerie is just mmm... Fucking sexy on you." He smirks, placing his lips on mine. The flash goes off and he shows me the picture of the two of us kissing. He posts on Instagram:
@andybvb: hey, so this is me and my girlfriend! (I know, finally!) Anyways, @indiegirl13 is my super amazing and (shh!) hot girlfriend.
Andy pecks my lips before replying to a comment:
@rachelishere_: are you in a bed?! How long have you been dating?
@andybvb: @rachelishere_ yes we are in a bed, her sister had a party tonight so I'm crashing at her place. And only a day ish.
I smile up at him, pecking his lips one last time before falling asleep with my head on his bare chest.

Notes

hmm... did anyone catch my foreshadowing/symbolism? What will happen in the morning? any guesses? no... okay...
thanks for reading guys!
~C