Can you see me?
Chapter 22
You acted first you could have walked away,
With broken parts and things you can't replace.
-A Devil For Me
Today is the first day of tour, beginning with a show in LA. Last night I had laid out an outfit and packed the rest of my belongings that I would be taking. Andy is coming to pick me up in an hour so I quickly get dressed, do my hair, and makeup. Catherine answers the door when Andy arrives due to my suitcase not closing.
"If you hit my sister again I swear I will fucking kill you." She glares at Andy, he just nods quickly. "I regret that every single day."
"Andy! Can you help me zip my suitcase!" I yell from my room, still trying to zip the filled duffle. Andy enters the room, shutting the door behind him with a smug smile on his lips. "Hey babe."
"Hey-" Andy's lips quickly press to mine before I can finish. His hands grip my waist tightly as he continues the slow kiss. I find my hand in on the back of his neck while we continue the slow kiss- not wanting to stop. This brings me back to those times in high school when he slept over and we stayed up kissing and talking until the light came through my window. I pull away first, breathing a bit heavily. He rests his forehead against mine, a content smile coming over his features. "I missed you Indie."
The corners of my lips suddenly form into a grin as I whisper, "I missed you too Andy."
"So where's this bag that won't zip?" Andy smirks, looking over my shoulder at the bag that has been pissing me off for a half an hour. I quickly sit on top of the bag, pressing it's contents down enough so that Andy can zip the tough zipper. Although, before he does Andy decides to pick up the lacy bra that is hanging out of the suitcase.
"Wear this sometime soon?"
"You won't ever see it but I probably will eventually." I shrug, taking the bra and stuffing it in a side pocket.
Catherine and I say a quick goodbye before Andy and I rush to his car which is downstairs.
We head to the venue so that Andy can claim our bunk and get ourselves situated. I talk to some of the crew and a few members of the band, it's not quite time for the show yet. Andy hands me a beer around five, I can hear their fans outside already.
"So, you guys know that I was the one that forced Andy to sing for Sandra, Chris and Pan?" I smirk after the conversation dies down a bit. Andy chuckles and plants a kiss on my cheek, only to receive a shove from me. "I'm not your girlfriend. Don't kiss me."
"Fine." He grumbles, downing a shot. Ashley raises an eyebrow at me, "really? I don't believe that."
"It's true. Black veil brides was formed in the woods behind river view high school in Cincinnati, Ohio. We skipped class and were smoking and Andy sang the original version of We stitch these wounds." I smirk, "he was actually really shy about it."
"I was." Andy has a blush creep into his cheeks as she says this, pulling her a but closer. Jake rolls his eyes at his friend's attempts at winning back his ex. "Dude, she's sleeping in your bunk. Lay off of Indiana man, she's not your girl."
"Thank you Jake." I laugh, shrugging Andy's arm off my shoulder. We talk and drink until it is time to head inside the venue. I grab my camera and tell Andy that I'm going to take pictures of their fans lined up outside. He kisses me before I can stop him and it's even worse because we are outside of the tour bus. I send him a glare before going to take pictures of the fans, who smile and scream in excitement as the guys come in their sight. A girl who I am standing near asks me, "are you the tour photographer?"
"Ya." I mumble, snapping a photo of Andy signing something for a fan.
"Are you and Andy like together or anything?" She asks nervously. I let my camera rest with the straps around my neck and turn to her. "No, I actually don't date because of him. We dated in high school. Don't ask."
She shrugs, turning back to her friends who are squealing over Andy who has moved closer to me, slyly glancing at me every few seconds. He brushes his hand against my ass as he walks pass, winking.
"Fucking hell." I grumble, following the band inside when we have to. I take a few pictures of the crowds as they enter the venue, deciding to avoid the dressing room.
"Hey, so you're Black Veil Bride's photographer?" A guy with a British accent asks. Oh it's Danny- god I hope he doesn't remember me.
"Ya, I'm Indiana. You're Danny right?" I ask. He laughs, "I remember you. If you want, you're always welcome in my bunk?"
"No thanks." I mumble, turning back to photographing the instruments that are aligned on a rack. I feel a pair of lips on my neck and sigh.
"Hey babe, we're about to go on so you should go down in between the barrier if you want to get some shots from down there?" Andy whispers, "and we stay the night at a hotel tomorrow, you know what I think we should do?"
"Ya... Lets talk about this later." I escape his grasp and flash my VIP photography pass to the security guards who let me through the gates. After a great show and enough screaming coming from the crowd behind me, I head back to their bus where I find the guys all downing some type of hard alcohol. We are so getting smashed.
"Babe! Come sit with me!" Andy drunkenly yells, stumbling to where I am and pulling me down on his lap with laughter. "Lets have sex."
"Lets not." I groan, "I need a drink."
Andy messily pours me a few shots which I down immediately, soon feeling the effects. Andy presses his lips to mine in a sloppy kiss, his hands already finding their way under my skirt. We find our way back to his bunk with the intention of having sex- only Andy starts snoring softly in the middle of our kiss so it is time to sleep.
With broken parts and things you can't replace.
-A Devil For Me
Today is the first day of tour, beginning with a show in LA. Last night I had laid out an outfit and packed the rest of my belongings that I would be taking. Andy is coming to pick me up in an hour so I quickly get dressed, do my hair, and makeup. Catherine answers the door when Andy arrives due to my suitcase not closing.
"If you hit my sister again I swear I will fucking kill you." She glares at Andy, he just nods quickly. "I regret that every single day."
"Andy! Can you help me zip my suitcase!" I yell from my room, still trying to zip the filled duffle. Andy enters the room, shutting the door behind him with a smug smile on his lips. "Hey babe."
"Hey-" Andy's lips quickly press to mine before I can finish. His hands grip my waist tightly as he continues the slow kiss. I find my hand in on the back of his neck while we continue the slow kiss- not wanting to stop. This brings me back to those times in high school when he slept over and we stayed up kissing and talking until the light came through my window. I pull away first, breathing a bit heavily. He rests his forehead against mine, a content smile coming over his features. "I missed you Indie."
The corners of my lips suddenly form into a grin as I whisper, "I missed you too Andy."
"So where's this bag that won't zip?" Andy smirks, looking over my shoulder at the bag that has been pissing me off for a half an hour. I quickly sit on top of the bag, pressing it's contents down enough so that Andy can zip the tough zipper. Although, before he does Andy decides to pick up the lacy bra that is hanging out of the suitcase.
"Wear this sometime soon?"
"You won't ever see it but I probably will eventually." I shrug, taking the bra and stuffing it in a side pocket.
Catherine and I say a quick goodbye before Andy and I rush to his car which is downstairs.
We head to the venue so that Andy can claim our bunk and get ourselves situated. I talk to some of the crew and a few members of the band, it's not quite time for the show yet. Andy hands me a beer around five, I can hear their fans outside already.
"So, you guys know that I was the one that forced Andy to sing for Sandra, Chris and Pan?" I smirk after the conversation dies down a bit. Andy chuckles and plants a kiss on my cheek, only to receive a shove from me. "I'm not your girlfriend. Don't kiss me."
"Fine." He grumbles, downing a shot. Ashley raises an eyebrow at me, "really? I don't believe that."
"It's true. Black veil brides was formed in the woods behind river view high school in Cincinnati, Ohio. We skipped class and were smoking and Andy sang the original version of We stitch these wounds." I smirk, "he was actually really shy about it."
"I was." Andy has a blush creep into his cheeks as she says this, pulling her a but closer. Jake rolls his eyes at his friend's attempts at winning back his ex. "Dude, she's sleeping in your bunk. Lay off of Indiana man, she's not your girl."
"Thank you Jake." I laugh, shrugging Andy's arm off my shoulder. We talk and drink until it is time to head inside the venue. I grab my camera and tell Andy that I'm going to take pictures of their fans lined up outside. He kisses me before I can stop him and it's even worse because we are outside of the tour bus. I send him a glare before going to take pictures of the fans, who smile and scream in excitement as the guys come in their sight. A girl who I am standing near asks me, "are you the tour photographer?"
"Ya." I mumble, snapping a photo of Andy signing something for a fan.
"Are you and Andy like together or anything?" She asks nervously. I let my camera rest with the straps around my neck and turn to her. "No, I actually don't date because of him. We dated in high school. Don't ask."
She shrugs, turning back to her friends who are squealing over Andy who has moved closer to me, slyly glancing at me every few seconds. He brushes his hand against my ass as he walks pass, winking.
"Fucking hell." I grumble, following the band inside when we have to. I take a few pictures of the crowds as they enter the venue, deciding to avoid the dressing room.
"Hey, so you're Black Veil Bride's photographer?" A guy with a British accent asks. Oh it's Danny- god I hope he doesn't remember me.
"Ya, I'm Indiana. You're Danny right?" I ask. He laughs, "I remember you. If you want, you're always welcome in my bunk?"
"No thanks." I mumble, turning back to photographing the instruments that are aligned on a rack. I feel a pair of lips on my neck and sigh.
"Hey babe, we're about to go on so you should go down in between the barrier if you want to get some shots from down there?" Andy whispers, "and we stay the night at a hotel tomorrow, you know what I think we should do?"
"Ya... Lets talk about this later." I escape his grasp and flash my VIP photography pass to the security guards who let me through the gates. After a great show and enough screaming coming from the crowd behind me, I head back to their bus where I find the guys all downing some type of hard alcohol. We are so getting smashed.
"Babe! Come sit with me!" Andy drunkenly yells, stumbling to where I am and pulling me down on his lap with laughter. "Lets have sex."
"Lets not." I groan, "I need a drink."
Andy messily pours me a few shots which I down immediately, soon feeling the effects. Andy presses his lips to mine in a sloppy kiss, his hands already finding their way under my skirt. We find our way back to his bunk with the intention of having sex- only Andy starts snoring softly in the middle of our kiss so it is time to sleep.
Notes
Indiana's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/indiana_chapter/set?id=101675489101 subscribers! Thank you guys! If you have any suggestions for what should I'm stuck again on this. By that I mean not necessarily huge whole storyline type things but like little events too...
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The girl across the hall
Becoming Unbroken
You left me... Broken
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5/11/14