A passion crime to take what's mine
Let us start living for today

I wake up, lying in my bed, not alone. Someone's arms are wrapped around my body, and I am laying my head on their pale chest. Why am I wearing my sister's lingerie?!
Barely am I able to recall what happened last night, until Andy wakes up, sleepily groaning, "Indiana... Cuddle with me more."
He's- he's my boyfriend. We made out. Andy touched my boobs! I drank last night.. I smoked a few cigarettes- and liked it. What did I do?
"Andy- I-" I look into his confused blue eyes, instantly forgetting what I was about to say.
"What Indiana?" He whispers and presses his lips to mine for a moment, "is something wrong?"
"No, just-"
What was I thinking about before?
"I had fun last night."
His lips curl into a smile, I climb on top of Andy and place a soft kiss on his lips, over as soon as it started. "Thanks for making me come out of my room this time."
"anything for you." he whispers, caressing my cheek with his fingertips, "If it were my choice we would have stayed in here, but also have gone out there." He chuckles, "and you actually chose to yourself, I didn't force you."
"Ya, but I never would have come out of my room if it wasn't for meeting you." My genuine statement is the truth, maybe he won't be that bad of an influence on me.
"Do you have a hang over?" I ask, I don't know how much people have to drink to get a hangover, I don't think I have one. Andy drank more than me though, "no, I didn't have that much to drink last night." His hands are lightly placed on my side as he whispers, "I was more drunk on you than alcohol."
"Aww how sweet, and not completely cliché!" I giggle, his chuckles shake through his chest.
"When do we get out of bed?"
Andy smirks, rolling us over so that he is hovering over me. His smug tone matches with a glint in his eye as he whispers, "never."
He pulls me into a passionate kiss, only lasting a few short moments before we are interrupted by pounding on the door.
"Wake up! It's 1:00! We have to clean up! Wake up!" Five girls voices ring through the door, that thankfully we locked.
"Five more minutes!" I fake a sleepy groan, our giggles quiet so that they don't hear.
"we all were drunk and we are up!" Catherine's voice yells, her footsteps rush away and the door to the bathroom gets pushed on.
"Why'd you lock the door?" I can't tell her friends voices apart.
"Andy, they're not going to leave us alone." I groan. Andy sighs, standing up off of the bed. My eyes flutter shut and I pull the sheets back over me.
"Indiana Quinn Foster! Get your ass out of bed right now!" Catherine shouts mock angrily. Andy's deep voice tells her quietly, I hope through the door, "she drank for the first time last night, let her rest for a while."
"Andy- why are you still here?" She asks quietly, "you didn't sleep together right?"
"No! I slept on the bean bag. I didn't want to go home not sober." He lies convincingly.
"Well, it's already one in the afternoon. Get her up soon, and seriously, unlock the doors."
Andy's breath is by my ear once again, I open my eyes as he whispers, "Indiana, please get up..." I sigh, "fine. I don't want to though."
I roll over, facing Andy where he was kneeling by the bed, I place a light kiss on his lips before standing up next to him. "I'm up. Now I need to change." I look down at the black lingerie I'm currently dressed in. Andy nods somewhat sadly but taking one last look as he walks to the bathroom with his clothes in hand, "I need to change get out of the bathroom!"
"I'm doing my makeup!" Someone whines, then grumbles, "fine."
Andy slips in the bathroom, "just tell me when you're done."
"Alright."
The door shuts, leaving me alone to change. I scramble through my closet, picking out a pair of jeans and a band shirt. After changing I knock on the door, Andy opens it fully dressed.
"You still look amazing in anything, you know that?" He says quietly before grabbing my hand, leading us down stairs. At the bottom step I take in the scene around us- empty cups and bottles are everywhere, someone's underwear is on the end of the railing, luckily there are no broken dishes, but it's still a mess.
The girls all stop conversation in the kitchen, they look up from around the counter, simply staring at us. We walk up to them, I grab a biscuit from the platter in the middle of the kitchen island, Taking a bite.
"Why are you all staring at us like that?"
Chloe and Jennifer look away, but Shelby and Erica maintain their annoyed stare. Andy takes a biscuit as well, ignoring their stares, after an awkward few moments he begins talking with his mouth full, "why are you staring at us?"
They ignore his question, continuing their staring. "Please stop."
"I just don't get it." Erica mumbles, shaking her head in confusion before leaving to help clean up. Shelby sighs, the stare turning in to a daydream gaze. Andy shrugs, turning back to me and wrapping an arm around my waist.
"why don't we help them clean then go out or something?" He asks after finishing the breakfast. I shrug, "sure."
Catherine waltzes down the stairs, Tristan following her like a lost puppy. He is not the ideal person I would like my sister to be dating, but she's happy. Tristan is on the track team, as far as school goes lets just say he needs some tutors.. And his common sense is about the same level as academics. I know, Andy isn't a going to be a fantastic influence on me either but, he has been the only one that broke my shell. That must count for something.
"Did you two have sex last night?" I ask, worried. She shakes her head, glancing up at Tristan who pecks her lips. "Nope, I crashed after everyone left." She pauses, seeming to wrack her brain for something, "oh! Have you seen my black lingerie? It was the same as the one I left on your bed yesterday?"
Shit.
I feel my cheeks heating up, I take a peek at Andy to see a blush spreading across his cheeks quickly. She raises her eyebrow. Andy bites his lip then saying, "ya.. Uh.. You know that photography project?" He asks quickly, "well, Indiana took some pictures for it in the black one..."
"I don't do white." I mumble, "ya, I flipped off the camera in one. The teachers a pervert so I thought I would give him something to look at."
She rolls her eyes, "whatever. Just give it back."
"You can have it. It's in my room." I shrug, turning away to help clean up.
"Don't touch my sister." I hear her hiss at Andy, when I look their way a fake smile takes over her face which turns into a scowl as soon as my back is turned. I feel a hand on my hip while I am picking up some cups. Andy whispers in my ear, "I'm going outside to smoke." His teeth graze my ear before he asks, "Do you want to come?"
I glance over at my sister, seeing her distracted by cleaning, and nod. Andy smiles a bit, letting me throw away the cups before we head outside. No one even gives us a second look as we go out the back door.
"Here you go." Andy holds a white cigarette out for me to take. I put it between my lips and feel him place the batman lighter in my palm.
"This isn't something I ever imagined myself doing." I laugh after taking a drag. I place the lighter on the picnic table we have under a small overhang, Andy takes a drag before smirking, "well I'm just full of surprises."
I roll my eyes, playfully shoving him with my empty hand. I take another drag, my lips almost immediately collide with his, the taste of the smoke evident in our passion. Andy pulls away first, stepping away to smoke. I do the same, letting the cigarette take away any stress I had.
"We can't stomp it out." I realize, he shrugs pressing his lips to mine again.
"I guess we just have to crush it and pick It up after..." He mutters while dropping the stub that's left on the cement, crushing it with his boot. "Indiana, I recommend that you put it out soon." He nods to the short amount of cigarette that hasn't burned away yet. I bend down, smush the end on the concrete floor carefully. Andy laughs, "what the hell are you doing?"
"Trying not to leave a trace." I mutter while picking up the two crushed cigarettes and placing them on the table. Andy keeps laughing, "you realize we have to walk back inside to dispose of them right?"
"You smoked two." I shrug, placing the smoked cigarettes in the palm of his hand, turning on my heels, walking inside with a smug look on my face. Andy's footsteps chase behind me as I shout, "go throw away your cigarettes!" Through giggles. This causes the 6 pairs of eyes to rest on us as I stop in front of a trash can, tapping my foot impatiently. Andy rolls his eyes, giggling with me. He drops the remains in the trash and presses our lips together, he tastes so good.. I accidentally moan quietly, Andy chuckles and pulls away, "taste my smoke Indiana!"
"If you are going to smoke, don't do it around my sister." Catherine states from the living room, her hands on her hips, "and don't kiss her after it! You're getting chemicals into indie's body that are going to harm her."
"Yet you threw a party last night and I've seen pictures of you getting high." I mumble, only Andy hears me. "I can kiss my boyfriend whenever I want. And he can smoke around me if I'm ok with it, which I am." I snap, "Lets clean this shit up Andy. Then we can go."
God, why am I so snappy right now. And why is Catherine being all over protective all the sudden?"
"Indiana, are you-?" I cut Andy off with, "I'm fine. She's just being annoying."
He gives me a weird look before turning to clean up the bottles of alcoholic drinks she left on the counter. I help pick up the rest of the mess in the family room, along side Shelby who gives small glares at me and dreamy looks at Andy.
I ignore her and continue cleaning, I should have waited until after to smoke... When I finish I walk back over to Andy who is putting the bottles that were not drained back under the counter. He pulls me down next to him, pressing a finger to his lips as he whispers, "We have to get drunk alone here one night. This stuff is the best." He nods to the full cabinet, picking out a bottle of wine, "this is amazing." Andy whispers into my ear, "wine is the most romantic drink of all."
I feel a small smile dance across my lips, Andy is so different than me. His smug look disappears as he places the bottle back, then whispering, "You said your sister was high? Why is she such against me smoking a cigarette, and that's legal."
"She doesn't smoke pot regularly, as far as I know, but I know she does it whenever she is at a party or at some of her friends houses." I sigh, "she's just hypocritical."
"Pot is not something I would want in my system." Andy mutters, "I only smoke cigarettes and drink. I don't do drugs."
"Good. I am completely against drugs and stuff." I whisper, Andy smiles slightly.
"I think we should go, your sister is obviously starting to not like me." He says quietly, standing up slowly. He extends a hand, which I gladly accept as he pulls me up. "Can we quickly go to my house so I can at least get some new clothes on?"
"Ya, sure.. I need to get ready first." I peck his cheek as we walk up the stairway to my room.
"You don't need makeup." He places a hand on my cheek, "you're beautiful without it."
"Andy, that is so cliche I'm going to pretend I didn't even hear it." I roll my eyes while finding my eyeliner, "you know I could have turned that back on you if I wanted to."
"What should we do about your dads swimsuit?" Andy asks, embarrassed, trying to get out of his mess up.
"Just hang them on the shower handle." I mumble while finishing mascara. "Speaking of which, I forgot to take one today." I groan, Andy has a smug look come on his face. "We can-"
"Nope." I pop the 'p' while putting on my lipstick, which I will take off in a second. Andy chuckles, "you are just too quick.." I turn around with a smug smile on my face. Before he can ask, I kiss his cheek noisily, making sure to leave some dark red lipstick on his cheek. By some I mean a ton.
Andy just smiles, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into a soft kiss. My hand is clutching on to the back of his neck as the kiss becomes more intense, I lean against the counter while we kiss. Andy breaks to whisper, "you are amazing." His lips melt back on to mine. I softly tug on his bottom lip with my teeth, just trying to experiment. Andy moans in response, I'll have to remember that trick. A tongue glides over my lip, begging for entrance. I press my hips into Andy's as we lean back a bit further on the counter. I twirl his lip ring slowly, earning another moan and the whisper of, "Fuck indie." When we pull away, out of breath, Andy just smiles. I have to laugh at the red lipstick marks on his cheek and lips. He looks into the mirror with confusion drawn over his face, "oh thank you indie. I love it!" He jokes, taking his phone out to take a picture. "Selfies, really?"
He shrugs, taking a picture of the smeared lipstick on his cheek that was messed up due to intense kissing situations. Somehow Andy also manages to get his red covered lips in the picture. He posts it on Instagram with the caption:
@andybvb: Kiss me once you never stop please @indiegirl13
He puts the phone back on the counter, "do you have any makeup remover?"
"No, I think I should cover your whole face in lipstick." I joke placing my lips on his other cheek.
Andy smiles down at me, as if challenging my statement, "Go for it."
"I'll need more lipstick." I mumble while fumbling to find Catherine's lipstick collection. She has a ridiculous amount of lipstick, including bright pinks, reds, and even a deep purple. Andy raises an eyebrow as I pull out a few sticks of the lipstick, applying one coat of a darker red first. "Oh I have makeup remover." I whisper before placing random kisses all over his face, needing another coat of lipstick before continuing to cover Andy's skin in deep red. He is scrunching his face as I place a peck on his nose, Andy cups my cheek and pulls me into a kiss on the lips, "I just can't take it anymore." He whispers as we pull away. I admire my almost completely red-faced boyfriend, who stares in the mirror in shock. "You actually did it.." A smile appears on my lips, growing with his.
"Wait, take a picture of me kissing your cheek!" I quickly peck his cheek, waiting for the camera to take the picture. Andy pulls the phone back and looks at it. Just too adorable! He opens Instagram again and shows me while he posts the picture:
@andybvb: kisses :* @indiegirl13
"I think you might want to take that off." I giggle and wipe the lipstick off of my lips. Andy shrugs then walks out of the bathroom suddenly. I rush behind him as he travels down the stairs with a smile playing on his now red plump lips. I finally catch up to him enough to try to stop him, I place a hand on his shoulder. Andy turns around, sticks his tongue out and runs into the kitchen. I catch him by surprise by jumping on his back, pressing my lips to his cheek as he keeps running through the house. Our giggles and laughter echo through the house as we continue our childish parade. We stop when Andy rushes back upstairs and into my room, locking the door behind us. I follow him to the bathroom as he quickly wipes the lipstick from his face. I keep giggling as he scrubs the facewash all over his red skin, revealing the pale underneath. As he finishes Andy turns to look at me with a devious smirk, "I'll never get tired of getting kissed by you."
"I know what you mean Andy." I giggle, wrapping my arms around his waist to leave a light kiss on his lips. He trails me out of the bathroom as I go to get my bracelets on, placing his hand on my hip. His lips peck my temple as he looks in the mirror I have hanging on the wall at our reflection.
"Indie..." He trails off, gracing his lips over my neck. A shiver goes through my body as he whispers, "I want to kiss you all over so bad, but I won't. Because I know you're not comfortable with that."
"Thank you Andy." I peck his lips before slipping on my shoes, grabbing his hand as we walk out the door. "Bye Catherine! I'm going to Andy's."
"Come back soon." She yells from the other side of the house. As Andy climbs into his car he smiles at me cutely, turning the radio up as the grateful dead comes on. I groan and turn the knob to zero, "my dad listened to that in the car when I was younger and It annoys the shit out of me. Sorry."
"it's fine." He backs out of the driveway, onto the main road in a minute of comfortable silence. I feel a hand grasp mine at the first stoplight, Andy flashes a small smile before the light turns green. "So I'm going to change, then we can do whatever."
Andy pecks my lips as we park in the driveway of his house. As soon as we reach the front door, Andy has a loose grip on my hand. The second we walk in the door someone yells, "Andrew Dennis Biersack! Where in the world have you been?" A woman with auburn hair, seemingly in her forties rushes to the front of his house, "I've been worried sick! How could you not have picked up your phone!"
"You didn't call mom." He groans, "and I was at a party last night and it got late. I crashed on their couch."
His mom rolls her eyes, "please tell me when you aren't coming home for a night. I am being very lenient with our rules Andy, you need to respect the few I have set in place."
"Ok mom!" He groans again, I give his hand a little squeeze. Andy smiles down at me while saying, "mom, this is Indiana."
She smiles at me sweetly, "it's nice to meet you darling. Were you at the party too?"
"My sister actually had it at my house, she didn't tell me though..." I mumble shyly, "but ya I was."
"Oh, that's nice. Are you guys friends from school or-"
"Mom, she's my girlfriend." He cuts her off, "Um... We were going to go hang out upstairs."
She nods quietly with one last smile, "Ok, have fun."
Andy drags me along up the stairs, closing the door behind us with a sigh of relief. "She is so embarrassing sometimes."
"your mom isn't that bad Andy..." I tell him quietly while he turns around to face me. His arms are on either side of me, blocking me from leaving as he gets closer and closer with a smirk playing at his lips. His lips are right above mine, I feel my breath catch in my throat as he stops. His deep voice asks, "what do you want to do?"
I whisper, "tease!" Before wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in to a passionate kiss. Andy chuckles in our kiss, his body pressing against mine onto the door. When Andy pulls away he whispers, "hey! I'm not a tease. I'm a good convincer."
"No you're a good kisser." I giggle, pecking his lips one last time before exclaiming, "now go get changed so you aren't all gross!"
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"Let's go get you some cigarettes!" Andy closes the lid to the laptop we were on, smiling at me. I lean over and place my lips on his.
"Ok."
I feel his hand wrap in mine as we stand to leave. "Do your parents know you smoke?"
He thinks for a moment, squinting his eyes, "yes and no... My dad knows, my mom doesn't."
"And he's okay with it?"
"Well, he had to get over it..."
If my parents ever find out that I've smoked... Actually they would probably be more mad at Catherine since she is older and more 'responsible' and in charge for the weekend. "How are we going to buy them?"
He shrugs, "I don't think they really care at the 7-11 near here."
"Oh..." I mumble as we walk to his car, "I really wish I didn't have to share a car." I mumble as we pull out the drive. His reaction is only, "that would suck."
"Ya, especially since the person who drives it the most has driven dunk before..."
"Mhmmm..." Andy turns to me as we pull in the gas station, "hey, so homecoming is in a few weeks... Do you want to go?"
"With you or in general?" I joke. His smug tone accompanies a smirk as he says, "in general. If we go you'd be going with me, being that we are dating and all..."
"Ya, but shouldn't you make sure first?" I'm just messing with him. He mockingly rolls his eyes, "fine. Indiana, will you go to homecoming with me?"
A smile graces my lips as I say, "yes!"
Andy quickly pecks my lips before we head inside to the gas station store. The large selection of cigarettes behind the counter astonishes me, "Andy how do you choose the type of cigarettes you get?"
"I found a type I like and stick with it, you smoked Marlboro... Uh the one with the red front." He walks up to the counter where a worker is staring blankly at his phone. Andy clears his throat, startling the worker out of his trance. "Uh- what can I do for you?"
Andy nods to the wall behind the counter, "Marlboro, the one with the red front. And where are your lighters?" He asks casually, as if he does this all the time- which he probably does.
"Lighters are right here and can I see your I.D.?" The kid asks while getting the packet. Andy shakes his head, "give me one reason why you actually care if I show you my I.D. And I will."
"Because I don't want to lose my job. I don't care how old you are kid, just show it to me and I'll 'read it wrong.'" The worker snaps. Andy scoffs and shows him his driver's license. I pick out a black lighter with a blue design on it. I pull out my phone and get the money I carry with me in the phone case out, paying for the two items quickly. Andy buys his own cigarettes too. Once we get outside I pull the packet from my back pocket and take out a cigarette, leaning against the wall outside like you see the 'bad' kids do in movies. Andy leans on the wall next to me, pulling out his own cigarette and placing it between his lips while he lights it. I take a drag, inhaling the white smoke into my lungs. A mother and a child get out of a car that just pulled up. The mom sees us and pulls her child a lot closer to her. She sends a glare in our direction and tells her child who is looking at us curiously, "That is what you don't want to end up like." As they shuffle in the store the young girl waves at me with a small apologetic smile. I wave back with my hand that doesn't have a cigarette in it, smiling.
"I feel bad for the poor kid." I tell Andy after taking another drag. "That would suck to have a mom like that."
"Ya..." He gets off the wall and pulls me into a short kiss where I'm leaning just as the mom walks out, tugging her kid into the car as quick as possible. She mutters to herself- just loud enough that we could hear, "disgusting. Just awful. Those people are just burdens on the earth."
Andy laces my hand with his after we stomp out our cigarettes. "Do you want to annoy people at the mall?"
"Yes! How?" I ask excitedly as we get in the car.
"You know how sometimes there's people sitting by the entrance smoking? The ones that usually sit on the ledge of the small plant area thing?"
"Ya..."
"So we just go there and hang out with them. I don't know if they go there anymore because that was a few years ago... But we can still do that because I know that most people got annoyed by them. And we could just walk around the mall too..." He explains and pulls out of the gas station.
"Sure, that sounds like fun..." I mumble while staring out the window at the scenery passing. Suddenly feeling the lack of sleep catch up to me.
"Are you alright?" Andy asks after a couple minutes. Still in my trance I mumble, "ya.. Just tired. We stayed up late last night."
"Mhmm..." He reaches across and lightly rubs my back before the light turns green. "You're right."
"Can we get some coffee when we get there?" I ask, turning away from the window. "I need the caffeine to." He tells me. Holiday comes on the stereo so I turn it up, residing in the comfortable music filled silence as we continue the traffic filled drive.
"Who the hell are they?" A girl about our age mutters with long black hair and a septum ring as we walk over to where Andy described.
"I don't know. Lighten up Jess." A guy with hair a bit like Andy's shrugs while taking a drag of his cigarette. Next to the girl another girl with dark blue hair to her shoulders says nicely to us, "Hey I'm Naomi."
"I'm Andy." He sits against the ledge next to them. I follow his lead, getting out another cigarette, "I'm Indiana."
"You new to the area?" A guy asks from next to a pole that I didn't notice before.
"Nah... I've never been able to hang out over here because my sister always has the car." I sigh, taking a drag. Andy smiles at me before saying, "I just haven't been over here since Scout went to college last year."
"Oh you're that kid she dated! The one who lied about his age! That was hilarious!" The one who told 'Jess' to be nicer laughs, "I'm Chris."
the one against the wall introduces himself as Pan. Another girl walks up a few minutes later after we've begun talking about bands since I'm wearing a Pierce The Veil shirt.
"Sandra! That took you forever!" Jess exclaims as she sits back down next to her.
"Well this lady was being a bitch and took forever in the bathroom after calling me a fag." She shrugs. "I told her I prefer the term lesbian when she walked out. You should have seen her face!"
"That would have been funny." Jess mumbles while pecking Sandra's lips.
"So how old are you guys?" Pan asks.
"16." I stomp out my cigarette, "you?"
"Same."
"Me and Jess are 17." Naomi mumbles while texting someone. "Where do you guys go to school?"
"River view." Andy rolls his eyes. "The most annoying school of all."
"We go there too!" Chris exclaims, pulling out a cigarette. "How come I've never seen you guys before?"
"I was the one that never talked. The cheerleader Catherine's sister." They all nod, widening their eyes at Andy, "you guys are the ones all those rumors are about!"
"Yep." He squeezes my hand, "none of which are true."
"We figured that much." Sandra looks at Andy and back at me, "How was that party last night then?"
"Fine." I mumble, knowing Andy is blushing. "We didn't really hang out very long. Not my thing."
"Oh..." She winks at Andy jokingly and he shakes his head. "I've got to go to band practice. I'm quitting today though guys." Sandra stands up, pecking Jess again before waving to us while walking away.
"Why is she quitting her band?"
Jess grumbles, "cause they're all dicks."
Andy nods. I know what's going through his head, maybe someday he'll be able to do it.
"So what are your numbers? You guys seem cool." Naomi finished another text and glances up at us.
"Mine's (555) 123-4321." I tell her while they all type it in to their phones.
"(555) 932-5728." Andy wraps an arm around my shoulder while pecking my cheek.
"We'll text you first." Pan says. "We've got to go get to a movie. Do you want to come? We're seeing uh... What was it again?"
"The Millers." Chris looks at his watch, "we have to go."
"Do you want to see it?" Andy whispers while placing a kiss near my ear. "If it's bad we can just kiss."
"Why not?" I shrug and follow the group into the mall. Instantly getting stares or whispers from the people around us in the food court. Andy's hand squeezes mine as we pass a crowd of Catherine's friends from school. "They're not going to leave us alone out here." He whispers just when a group of guys comes up to our little group.
"what are you doing here?" One of them scoffs, "Thought you would be at home slitting your wrists." He looks me up and down, "lesbo."
I don't know what to do. All I can think of is to look to Andy for guidance, but another guy just starts calling him a fag.
"Silent. I'm talking to ya." He snaps. "Slut."
"I don't want to bother you." I mumble, "so could you please do the same."
"You're just like cat. A slut who gets paid for fucking her boyfriend." He scoffs. "Why else would a lesbian date a faggot."
My sister is a prostitute! What the hell? Is he telling the truth?
"Seriously. Fuck off." I mutter, pulling Andy along with me as we walk away to avoid conflict.
"Andy, I need to talk to cat." I say as soon as we reach the doors. "She is apparently a prostitute."
"I don't think she is, that guy was just making stuff up." Andy whispers as we walk into the theater. He had bought us some popcorn and drinks previously.
"You're probably right."
I whisper as we make our way to the seats next to Jess, Chris, Pan, and Naomi.
The movie was hilarious. Andy was nervous about putting his arm around me for some reason. It was probably the movie date atmosphere that made it seem like he should be nervous. We didn't really kiss or anything either. The song wild child by juliet simms came on during the strip club scene and Jess whispered to me, "I would definitely date juliet simms. She is so hot."
"Date?" I tease, raising an eyebrow. Andy whispers, "I would fuck her."
"Mhmm. She's too old for you Andy." I lean my head on his chest awkwardly, looking into his eyes. "you're 5 years apart."
He bursts out laughing at my weird angle and pecks my lips. I giggle as well but sitting up normally when people start to stare.
After we've said goodbye to everyone, we walk out hand in hand to Andy's car. When he climbs in he asks, "so you know how married couples sometimes make those three famous people lists that they could have sex with?"
"Ya?..."
"Who would be on yours?"
"Umm... Well, you tell me first while I think." I mumble. In my head deciding between band members.
"Uh, I guess Juliet simms... Jenna from tonight alive. Hmm.." He pauses, looking at me, "there aren't many girls in bands so probably... I don't know? Probably mixi from stitched up heart."
"Oh! I got mine!" Andy nods, signaling for me to tell him. "Well, Austin Carlile, Vic fuentes, and Alex Gaskarth."
"that's reasonable." He shrugs, pulling out of the mall parking lot.
"But if you become famous I would have to put you on the list and kick out Alex." I try to be a little flirty. Andy smirks as I put a hand on his shoulder. "Well what if you already have me?"
"Hmmmm... Then I guess I wouldn't need the list." I smile at him when he glances at me before focusing on the road once again. "So that would mean that you would have sex with me?"
"I guess." I didn't think about that. His smug nod and smirk only suggest what is running through his mind. "You're thinking about that aren't you?"
"Yep." He winks at me. "And you look pretty fucking hot."
I roll my eyes, giggling. "Well okay then."
He laughs silently when we get to the stoplight, a smile gracing his face as his eyes show he is somewhere else. "And we are having a lot of fun."
Andy smirks and presses his lips to my cheek, "I think you have to be the best mind sex I've ever had."
"that's nice." I mumble awkwardly.
He starts driving again. "Well you should think of it as a compliment."
"Okay Andy lets move on to a less awkward topic..." I stare out the window, trying to evade the now awkward conversation. He chuckles, "alright. So what should we do? Do you want to just go home or back to my house?"
"I need to talk to my sister alone.. But if she is actually what they said then I might need your help to talk her out of it." I hear him sigh. "Sorry. You can come back over tomorrow if you want. I don't know when my parents will be back though."
"sure... Ya, I'll stay over tomorrow night if I can. I wish I could stay over tonight but you should talk to your sister." He smiles slightly at me. I know he wants to spend more time with me but I need to talk to her.
When we pull up to my driveway Andy grabs both my hands. He looks deep into my eyes with his own piercing blue ones. "Call me later please?" The moment seemed more intimate than to ask something as simple as that. I lean in slowly so our lips meet. My eyes flutter shut just before his soft lips meet mine, our slow kiss lasts a few moments before I pull away. "I will."
"Kay." I climb out of the car, waving to Andy as I walk inside. It's so cute how he waited for me to get inside safely before leaving!

Notes

so I kind of just wrote this huge part that you guys probably won't like but if you've read my other story, you left me broken, you know I like to mix it up a bit... I promise its not rape this time :) anyways, thats not for few chapters..
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