Andy lands beside me on the bed, covered in a thin layer of sweat. "Indie, baby, will you please at least consider being my girlfriend again."
I sigh and scoot into his open arms, kissing his lips once. "Andy, I don't want to be in a relationship- I don't believe in relationships."
"Well if you don't believe in relationships can I at least call you my girlfriend?" The shyness in his voice surprises me. I shake my head. "Andy. Relationships do not last. I have tried to date other people besides you and it doesn't last more than a week. That's why I do this- sex is the only real way to be past a friendship level."
"But Indiana, teenage relationships never last. I was dating a girl for three years in high school until she moved away." Andy tries, pulling me closer. "I have never ever felt so happy around someone as much as I did when we dated indie. When I told you I love you that day I meant it. Maybe- maybe we could learn to love each other?"
"Andy, love is lust. It doesn't exist." I feel a tear come to my eye which he brushes away.
"Indie, lust is only strengthened by love. They intercede each other but are two separate identities. Love is a feeling, lust is physical." Andy looks into my eyes with a sad smile on his lips. "I honestly don't understand how you could never have felt love before. It's such a powerful thing."
"Andy, love is lust." I mumble, feeling protected by being in his arms. But maybe it isn't.
I've told myself this throughout my short adulthood. Maybe I'm wrong?
No.
"Indiana tell me you have never had a crush on someone before?"
"I can't say I have." I sigh, pushing an annoying clump of hair out of Andy's face. He smiles and connects our lips suddenly, making my stomach bubble in excitement. His hands cup my cheek as he pulls me closer. Something I have never felt before suddenly appears inside of me, butterflies, nervousness. He pulls away all too soon, a smile on his lips. "Tell me you didn't feel something."
"I don't- I didn't- I don't know?" I mumble, feeling a tear get brushed off my cheek. Andy takes my hands in his, "baby, maybe we could at least test out the waters? You know, try being more than just friends with benefits? I promise-" he holds out his pinky, "I fucking swear on my band and the whole fucking bvbarmy that I will never hurt you."
A small smile graces my lips as I join my pinky with his, still feeling nervous about what I just agreed to. I guess if he swore on his band and their fans that is pretty serious because I know that those two thing are most likely the most important things in his life.
"Can we not tell anyone, like just keep it between us?" I ask quietly, laying my head on Andy's chest. His fingers stop playing with my hair and I feel a light kiss land on my forehead. "Of course sweetheart."
I pull out a cigarette and light it carefully, making sure that the smoke doesn't waft into the smoke detector. Andy plucks it from my fingers and takes a drag, then whispers in my ear, "Indie, remember our first kiss?"
"Ya, how I told you that I didn't want to kiss you." I giggle, looking up at my boyfriend. "God, I was so innocent back then!"
"And then I came around and got you to talk." He chuckles, kissing my temple. "I was such a dumb kid."
"That girl Shelby told me you two were seeing each other on and off until I came around." I raise an eyebrow when Andy shakes his head. "Nope, we fucked in a closet when I had a party at my house and later I woke up with her in my bed... That was it."
"Oh, so all my friends in high school lied to me then." I laugh, "those fucking bitches."
"They were bitches."
"Yep. Now Shelby works at that gas station we used to get cigarettes from."
He raises his eyebrows, "well when we get to cincy we're just going to have to stop by and say hi, maybe kiss a lot in front of her?" Andy trails lazy circles on my arms that create shivers up and down my bare spine. His pale skin is so soft and beckoning, I remember curling into those skinny arms three years ago, him in his briefs while I wore a t-shirt and underwear. We were a pair of misfits, the two that outcasted themselves so much that we fell apart. Now we are different.

Now I am not afraid of talking, being open, having sex. I will be able to let him in this time instead of reinforcing my shell. Now I won't freak out if he wants to be a bit sexual. Hell, I like being sexual.
And Andy, he's grown up a whole fucking lot. He definitely has given up his manwhoreish rep he had in high school, choosing the more 'committed to his girl' rocker.

Andy trails his fingers over my stomach, getting a giggle to come from me- interrupting my thinking. "So now that you're my girlfriend you can't leak any pictures of me." He chuckles. I shrug, wrapping an arm around him as a small smile protrudes from my lips. "baby, I'll do whatever the fuck I want."
"You're making my penis sad again." He mumbles, pouting his lip slightly. I leave a light kiss on his bottom lip, then trail kisses down to where he already has a boner. I slide the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue as I go up and down his length, hearing his moans of pleasure. His hips thrust up and I feel his hands tangled in my hair, pushing me down further so his dick is in my throat. Andy moans, "mm... You're so fucking good."
Then I bite down on his penis, jokingly of course. Andy yelps as I keep going how I was and feel him twitch before releasing. I swallow all of it without gagging. What, I'm experienced.
Andy pulls me into a sloppy kiss, mumbling, "you were- so amazing at that- until you- bit my dick."
I pull away half an inch, whispering, "I like to spice things up a bit babe."
"Don't do that, please." He closes the gap between our lips again. I rest my head on his chest when it reaches the point where I am to tired to kiss anymore, and we fall asleep just like that.

When I awake, we are spooning. Andy is still softly snoring but is awakened by the door opening and their tour manager walking in. I quickly pull the covers over us and pretend I am asleep. He holds me tighter as Jon starts the alarm on his phone.
"Andy, I'm not leaving until you're both out of bed." He smirks.
"I sleep naked Jon." Andy grumbles, holding me tighter. I can practically see Jon rolling his eyes. "Dude, I know that you don't sleep naked and I doubt that Indiana would let you since you are sharing a bed. Unless you had sex last night."’
"We didn't have sex, we both sleep naked Jon and we've slept together like this before when we dated." He groans.
"Stop fucking rubbing your junk on her ass and get up. It's 11:45 and you guys have some press stuff today." Jon grumbles and shuts the door. Andy pulls me closer, whispering, "indie, you want to shower?"
"Mhmmm..." I mumble and climb out of bed, heading towards the shower.

"So dude, Jon told us you were rubbing your junk in her ass this morning. Is that true?" Ashley asks as Andy and I make our way on the bus. A hot blush comes over my cheeks as I head back to our bunk to avoid interrogation. I hear Andy making excuses to his band before they start playing some dumb video game that involves raping women and shooting people. I decide to text Catherine since I haven't yet:

Indiana: hey Cat...
Catherine: Indie girl! How's tour? Any sex yet? ;)
Indiana: great, I've got a lot of great shots which I am uploading later... Ya, Andy and I did it again last night.
Catherine: -.- you can do way better than that dick head.
Indiana: well I annoyed some groupies last night to. They were ducking pissed when I went back on the bus with Andy.
Indiana: *fucking
Catherine: ha! Groupies are annoying. Oh, I'm doing a shoot later today with some band that wanted models in it.
Indiana: what band?
Catherine: I don't know. I'll tell you when I find out.

Before I can text back, the curtain flies open and Andy crawls in the bunk with a major blush on his face. He turns on the overhead light and shuts the curtain, pulling out his computer. "Babe, they just asked if we had sex again."
"What'd you say?"
Andy shakes his head, reaching over to lace his hand with mine. "No, I said it was a one time thing."
"Can I smoke in here?"
He nods, tossing me his pack of cigarettes. "I'm thinking of cutting my hair."
"What about getting rid of that awkward blonde patch?" I tease, ruffling the matted hair that is teased to the point of ridiculous. "I've never seen you brush your hair."
"I don't." He shrugs, "but you definitely like pulling it."
"Long luscious flowing hair is a turn on for me." I joke, twirling a clump of his hair. "But your hair is fine too."
Andy was about to say something but an interrupting bleep comes from my phone.

Catherine: oh, it's of mice and men. Should I tell Austin I'm your sister ;)
Indiana: only if you want to have sex with him. Wait, I'm going to text him now :P
Catherine: don't embarrass me!

I quickly text austin, shielding my phone from Andy's view:

Indiana: hey, you're doing a shoot with my sister today haha!

Austin: she's the photographer?

Indiana: no, one of the models. She has dark hair and blue eyes. Catherine?

Austin: oh, Her! Ya, she's hot. Hey, do you want to hang out again anytime soon? ;)

Indiana: sorry man, I'm on tour with bvb as their photographer.

Austin: Haha! I bet they're all trying to get you to sleep with them... Or is that how you got the job babe?

Indiana: Biersack and I actually dated for a week or so back in high school so he called me in need of a photographer and I was like 'sure'. I got fired from kerrang from sleeping around too much :P

Austin: cool. So you still a DD? ;)

Indiana: yep hah!

Austin: I was telling a friend about you and he doesn't believe me. Can you send me a new picture so I have some more current proof?

Indiana: Andy actually just climbed into my bunk so no...

Andy looks over my shoulder then. "Who are you texting? You're completely blushing."
"Austin Carlile." I shrug, locking my phone after a pouting emoji flashes on the screen. "Cat's doing a shoot with his band today and I was just telling him that."
Andy nods, placing a kiss on my hand as the bus comes to a stop. With our feet dangling out of the bunk, Andy and I make eye contact. He slowly leans in just like in high school when we were about to have our first kiss. My eyes flutter shut when we are about an inch apart, feeling his smoky breath on my lips making my desire to kiss him stronger. A centimeter and he whispers, "I'm not even asking this time."
As soon as he says this, his lips land on mine into a soft kiss. Andy's hands grip at my waist while mine tangle in his hair at the nape of his neck. I lean into his grasp, sighing as his fingers press into my back.

"Shit guys." Cc laughs, "it sounds like you're kissing."

One of Andy's hands finds it's way to my thigh, brushing his thumb on my soft skin. I moan without realizing, hearing snickers outside the bunk. Andy pulls away and groans, "Fuck off."
I giggle against his lips as the curtain gets flung open.

Cc winks at us and closes the curtain but not before slipping his head underneath it. I groan and pull away from Andy who sends his drummer an annoyed glance.
"So... That didn't look like a friends with benefits type kissing...?" He says smugly, smirking as I blush. Andy pushes his hair out of his face and sighs, "dude. Get out of our bunk."
"You're dating, aren't you?" He raises an eyebrow at me, the blushing more prominent in my cheeks.
"I don't date."

Cc clicks his tongue, a wild look in his eyes as he says, "then kiss me."
Andy's teeth clench while I shake my head. "Sorry drummer boy."
"Well, I'm not implying anything, just if you kiss me or Ashley or some other guy on the tour bus then you two are not dating because it would be alright to kiss us. Unless of course you are together in a relationship and in that case I would understand if you did not kiss any of us."
I sigh, squeezing Andy's hand slightly before leaning forward and kissing the annoying drummer. It's only a quick peck but that's enough to convince him. He nods, "I believe you, and Andy, the interview is in an hour but is only for the guitarists."

Once cc has left the bunk Andy and I resume kissing like we were before, shifting so that I am even closer to him. He pulls away for a moment to whisper, "you're mine."
I smile against his lips, "for now."
"Forever."
"You never know Biersack." I smirk, "do you want to go out for lunch?"

Notes

no one commented :( Please comment guys, it helps me be motivated to write and know that people actually read this story. Also, I started a new fic called Confusion if anyone wants to check it out?
If any of you read tgath just know I might not update tonight because I am mentally exhausted to say the least...
-C