The morning is rushed before school, Catherine's friends had slept over so I had to use my parents bathroom to get ready. I was wearing bright blue jeans with black rips in them and a hello kitty hoodie. At 7:15 I get a text from Andy:
Andy: I'm driving you to school:)

By the time I read it, his car is already in the driveway. Andy is standing beside it smoking a cigarette, he takes a drag then waves at my window. My backpack is already on my back and my shoes slipped on as I rush out before Catherine or Shelby could notice Andy.
"Hey Indiana." Andy smiles while taking a last drag of his cigarette before stomping it out on the ground. His arms wrap around me into a tight hug, as I go to let go of Andy, he places his lips on mine. The cigarette smoke in his breath actually is better than I thought it would be. The long peck finishes when I pull away, walking to the passengers side where as soon as I get in Andy's adorable smile comes back, "Do we kiss at school?"
"Why are we kissing at all?" I think out loud by accident. "Shit. I don't mean I don't like pecking or anything it's just- you know- we aren't together- uh.. Just Never mind."
Andy chuckles, "Do you want to be together?"
"I- uh- umm.. Do you?" I bite my lip as he thinks, Andy backs out of the driveway. "one second, we'll be late if we don't leave."
The five minute drive is painful, Andy doesn't answer me because he is concentrated on driving. Once we pull into the parking space at the high school Andy turns to me, "please don't let this ruin our friendship," he sighs, grabbing onto my hand, "but yes I do want to." "
Andy, I do as well." I whisper, nervously.
"Then, I guess," he takes a deep breath, looking into my eyes, giving my hand a squeeze, "Indiana, will you be my girlfriend?"
I nod slowly, "yes!"
Andy's smile radiates off his face, contaminating mine with a grin. I wrap my arms around his neck into a hug, "lets get out of the car." He whispers, "it's getting too hot." I let go of him, opening the door to slide out. My hand is intertwined with his as soon as I am out, heading into the main building of the school. Right as we reach our lockers Andy leans down to peck my lips. His lips are soft against mine, a few people stop and gasp. "Do you remember your combo?" I joke as we get to the lockers, Andy nods, carefully doing his lock in the time it takes me to get all my books. "Wait, are you going back to your house before the party or are you just simply coming over to mine?" I ask once his arm is in the normal place over my shoulder, and the walk to English begins. "I'm just coming to your house. Do you think I could stay over after? I don't want to go home in case I'm not in a sober state." He asks, "and could you help me with some of my school work sometime? My parents want me to pass. I don't see the point but..."
"Oh is that all I am? An easy a?" I joke, nudging him playfully. His chuckle echos through the halls that have begun to empty. "Nope."
"Good."
"Can I kiss you once before class?" Andy asks, pecking my lips as we walk in to English. This earns more stares, whispering, and the new addition of name calling.
"I thought you were a faggot Biersack?" Someone yells from the other side of the classroom. Andy ignores them and simply sits down, the people next to me whisper again, "oh ya, they definitely hooked up,"
"For sure."
Andy suddenly speaks up, "we didn't hook up. We are dating. There's a difference." The two gossipers eyes widen as they look between us, "why would you date her?"
"I think a better question is why wouldn't I date her?" Andy replies and puts a gentle hand on top of mine, I like this. "Ya, could you please not spread rumors about us either, it starts by speculation." I tell them bluntly, earning twenty pairs of eyes all resting on me. "Ya, I talk now."
Andy has a smile on his face as wide as ever, "you broke out of your shell already!"
My own grin spreads to my eyes as I whisper in realization, "ya.. I did.. didn't I!"

The rest of the day goes by somewhat smoothly, in photography 2 we have to take sexual pictures of a model when Andy and I got partnered up so I take them of him, and him of me. The teacher is a pervert. The rest of the day was boring.

"To my house I guess?" I ask once the lockers are shut. Andy slings his arm over my shoulder as we walk, "yep." "My sister picked out an.. I guess you could say... Interesting.. Outfit for me for tonight. Not that I wanted her to."
"Oh, well I can't wait to see it, and you can always change if you don't like it anyways." I don't think I will be comfortable in the top... "Ya, it's a bit too... Revealing for me." I sigh, "more like- I guess I'll just show it to you." Andy's car pulls into my driveway alongside my sister's, she is almost in the doorway when she smiles at us. Andy and I quickly head upstairs before they can get a hold of him. "can I see what you are supposed to wear?" Andy asks giddily, I giggle and grab the outfit. "Ya, I'm changing in the bathroom." I shut and lock the doors on both sides of the connecting bathroom between my sisters and my own room. I quickly change into the red and black corset top my sister picked out and the black ripped skinny jeans, all the accessories and shoes are still in my closet. When I open the door Andy looks up from the pictures he was looking at on my desk, his eyes widening as he sees what I am wearing. "Holy shit."
"And that is why I'm not comfortable wearing this." I groan and grab a cardigan out of my closet. Andy takes it from my hand, tossing it down on the bed. "You deserve being the center of attention for once." He not-so-stealthily checks me out, biting his lip as he does so. The lip piercing reflecting the light into a small glint. Andy's arm wraps around my waist, his fingertips brush a stray strand of hair out of my face as he leans in to peck my lips- except this time it's not just a peck. His lips move in sync with mine, not just staying still, he gently sucks on my bottom lip. I pull away after a few seconds of actual kissing. Andy's bottom lip is trembling, he mumbles, "more." Then covers his mouth, his eyes widening. "Did I just say that out loud?"
I nod, giggling. "Andy, is that real kissing?" He grins, "yes!"
"Was I that bad?" I ask nervously, my voice growing smaller by the second. He chuckles, "if my reaction seems like you were a terrible kisser, I don't know what it meant." I let out a giggle, my shyness overpowering as I ask him, "Can we kiss again?" His nod is extremely eager, our eyes meet as we lean in to kiss, closing as we get closer. As the soft pink lips of the future singer meet mine, I finally know what all those people in fan fictions are writing about when they talk about fireworks in your stomach. He holds one side of my face in his hand, I slide a hand into the hair at the nape of Andy's neck, I've stumbled a small amount closer to him, right up against his chest. The smell of cigarettes is strong but I'm getting used to it. I already like the smell, it's just.. Different. "Oh my fuck." Andy whispers with a trembling voice. "Now I really want to keep kissing you." I giggle, wrapping Andy into a tight hug. "Congrats man. You were not only my first peck but my first real kiss."
"I was.." Andy mutters while looking off dreamily somewhere over my shoulder. I need to get this shirt off, it has too much sex appeal for me. "Andy I need to change shirts, can you-" "Wear that one!" He interrupts, "uh.. I like it on you." "Ok Andy." I giggle and hoist my shirt up at the top, "I'm going to change." The sigh that escapes his lips gets replaced with an idea flashing across his eyes, "wait! Indiana, for the photography project.. Could you model that for me now?" "Why?" I raise an eyebrow at his question. "The assignment is supposed to have sexual appeal without blatant nudity," he says quietly, "You're wearing a corset-ish top. I don't really think either of us want to take a picture with more skin showing than necessary. Please? We have a few hours before the party actually starts." That cute lip pout convinces me enough, I think that the teacher is just a perv. That's why he assigned the assignment. "Fine." I groan, "but I don't think jeans are very sexy." "They are on you, but do you have any shorts? Or something?" "you want me to wear a skirt then?" I open the dresser drawers which contains a few skirts that I rarely wear. I think this top was bought to go under a shirt... Andy walks over behind me, looking through the clothes I have in my drawer. "Maybe Catherine would be a better model. I bet she has lingerie..." I mumble as Andy picks up a skirt, it's black with pleats in the front. "No this is probably good." "I'm going to change into that then." I sigh, taking the skirt from Andy before going in the bathroom and quickly changing. "Can you tease your hair a bit too?" Andy asks from the other side. "No. It's too hard to get out." I shout back and open the door. Andy looks me up and down, his camera in hand, "that looks more fitting for the assignment." "What do you want me to do?" I ask dully. He sets the camera up on the tripod, "I don't know just try to be sexy?" "Not going to work." I mumble while trying to figure out what to do. Andy smirks, "wait, sit on your bed and pretend like you are trying to convince me to have sex with you." "What?" I ask while sitting politely on the end of the bed. I joke, "Andy, will you have sex with me?" In a younger kid like voice. He chuckles, "if you say so." Shrugging his shoulders while putting the shutter on automatic, continuous shooting. "We can give them a porno." His smirk causes a small giggle to come out of my mouth, he walks over to where I am, bending down over me. "Someone is going turn in a picture of them and their boyfriend or girlfriend having sex." I chuckle, Andy's chuckle reverberates off my lips as his get closer to mine, "I bet mr. Thompson would enjoy that." "He would probably also enjoy just seeing any of the girls in the pictures." I giggle, his lips are just barely separated from mine, "can you lean back a bit, arching your back." "Since you are in the picture too, technically this could be my project as well." I whisper and do as he says, Andy leans with me, standing almost in between my legs, his lips not quite on mine. "You know we could be that group that turns in the sex ones." He smirks, not giving me a chance to respond before kissing me. I wrap a hand behind Andy's neck, grasping as our lips move in sync. His arm moves to support my back, so I place my hand on his chest lightly. "No." I whisper as we pull away for air. The camera is still clicking away in the background. "I know Indiana." He laughs softly, pressing his lips to my forehead. "Can you wait a second." Andy moves away from me, repositioning the camera and then sitting against the headboard, "can you like crawl over here slowly?" "You want to see my cleavage don't you?" I joke, doing as Andy says. "Mmm.. Wait, Indiana, kneel with your knees on either side of my legs ok? Then lean down to kiss me." He instructs next. I do it warily, his eyes dancing with excitement and worry. When we kiss, Andy grasps at my back, as if to look for a way to take off my top. It's a good thing I'm wearing spandex shorts under this, I think the skirt is riding up. His lips move away from mine, only to trail to my neck. I can't help myself from letting out a small moan, "Andy stop." "Ok." He says while staring up at me with a shocked face for the camera, then down at my chest. I feel something trail up the back of my thighs, slowly- Andy's hands! "What the f-" "Indiana, I'm doing this for the camera. His face shows the truth, "fine." I sigh. I gasp when Andy's cold hands slide under the back of my shirt, only his lips are on mine. Andy lifts the shirt up on my back a bit, his hands sliding slowly further and further. The softness of his kiss sends shivers across my body. When I was moving his lip-ring Andy moans. I open my mouth to giggle, forgetting we were kissing for a short instant. Apparently Andy takes it as a notion that I want to make out with him instead of just kiss because his tongue is quickly exploring my mouth not even a second later. "Woah- what the fuck are you two doing?" Comes from behind us. I pull away, looking at Andy in panic. His eyes are wide with what seems to be amazement. "This is for our photography class." I say and climb off of Andy, shutting off his still going camera. "We have to take pictures with sex appeal." Catherine looks at me in confusion, "Why were both of you in the picture then?" "Because I'd rather be in the picture with my girlfriend so our perverted teacher knows she's taken." Andy finally speaks up, getting off the bed. "He's better than Mr. Fink. That's why I'm not taking any music courses." "You're dating!" She squeals, "oh my god! Indie girl! Why didn't you tell me!" I wave awkwardly, "bye. Tell your friends to stop eaves dropping also." "We heard moaning." She says quietly before shutting the door behind her. "So I'm changing." I tell Andy, who shakes his head, "let me enjoy seeing you in this outfit, I may never again." "Damn right. No one will." I state and turn to walk away, only to be stopped, "wait, wear the jeans and the top ok?" Andy removes his hand from my shoulder, "also, I was wondering if you would shoot in your bra and underwear. I know it's a dumb question and I shouldn't even ask because I know it's something you aren't going to, but we need some more creative shots for the project." The hopeful look in his eye almost convinces me- not quite. "Nope." I sweetly peck his cheek before skipping into the bathroom to change back into the outfit. Andy is looking through the camera when I return, "these are great." "Can I see?" I ask as the door to my room burst open, "Indiana, we need you to help set up." "Your party. Not mine." I state bluntly, then shutting the door in my sisters face. "Andy, can I see?" I ask as he nods, taking out the sd card. "It's larger on the computer." I nod, grabbing my laptop and loading the card, the files appear. "Umm.. Indiana, these are so hot." Andy says breathily while I scroll through the pictures. One in which Andy's hands had somehow magically untied the corset! I stop on one of us on the end of the bed. His gaze is on my eyes, not my chest! Wow, none of these his eyes are! Except for the one that he blatantly did it for the camera. Andy must actually be not a complete player as I had expected. "Andy, now I have to take some of you!" I groan, "I don't feel like it right now.. Can we do it tomorrow?" He shrugs, "ya." "So, if I don't like how the party is, I'm coming back up here for the rest of the night." I say and lean my head on his shoulder, "The door is going to be locked from the outside so if you need something from it, I have the key. That way there's no sex in my room." A barely visible smirk appears as Andy sing songs just loud enough that I can make out, "not going to happen." "Why?" "Because you never know." He replies after a few seconds of thinking. The guy in front of me looks at the time, then back at me, "can we get in one make out session before the party starts? We have about an hour.." "An hour of kissing!" I exclaim, that's ridiculous. "Trust me on this, an hour is not that long." His smirk growing again, "plus it's not like we would have to make out for the whole hour, we still need to get Advil and stuff." I sigh and close the lid to my laptop, "this is so unromantic." "How can we make it more romantic?" His deep voice asks as his arms wrap around my waist. "I doubt we can." I mumble as Andy pecks my lips, "ya, lets wait a bit." Andy simply wraps his hand in mine, leading me to the kitchen where the five girls are all rushing to set up for their party. "Jen can you get the beer out of the fridge and into the cooler?" Catherine yells from the small bar my parents use when they have events in out house, she sets a few bottles of different types of alcohol on the bar. Andy's eyes widen as she adds more, did I mention our parents have events at our house? A lot. "Do you have Jack Daniels?" He asks while dragging me over to where my sister is digging through the cabinets. "Ya-" she pops up, giving him a confused face, "no one likes that though." "Just put some out, trust me." He nods before letting go of my hand to help her look for drinks. "Indiana! Hey could you help me!" Shelby shouts from our garage. I sigh, walking in there to find her looking at the shelves confused. "I'm confuzzled. Where are your plastic cups and paper towels?" "Here." I grab the stuff she wanted, she takes the cups from me, then walks back out, leaving me to carry the paper towels. "Indiana, you should go finish getting ready." Catherine says smugly from behind me, "you know, lock your room, shoes, jewelry, and I left something on your bed for you." I rush up the stairs to my room, not noticing Andy behind me. I quickly grab my bracelets and dr. Martins, putting them on before remembering what she said about my bed. As I stare in complete shock at the bed, an arm snakes around my waist and a pair of lips graze my neck. "Fuck baby." Andy's deep voice sends shivers down my spine as my fingers touch the garment out of curiosity. "Someone wants you to lose your virginity." He growls against my ear, placing a light kiss on it. "Why would she-" Andy's lips are distracting me from the situation that is on my bed. Oh my god I just want to kiss him right now. "She is a devil." I mumble, "Andy, can you stop for a second, I have to go get rid of this." "Mmm... I think you should leave it here because we need to get downstairs." He bends down, placing his lips on mine. I sigh in the kiss, pulling Andy closer. "Indiana, lets go downstairs." I pull away, letting Andy lead me downstairs again. He lets go of my hand as soon as we reach the kitchen. Catherine and her friends all have smug looks on their face as we arrive, they all look between us contently before following Catherine to the bar.
"Andy, you seem to know a lot about alcohol.. So, what do you recommend for shots?" She asks from behind the bar, getting out 7 shot glasses, setting them on a tray. Andy reads the labels, settling on a bottle labeled, 'seven.' "This."
"Kay. Thanks." She mutters while carefully pouring 7 shots. After the bottle is put back down, she hands us each a shot. "To a fucking awesome night!" My sister shouts while they all clink their glasses, downing the shots. "Aww, indie, you have to have at least one shot." She whines.
"Ya, it's not going to affect you that much!" Erica says next.
"Indiana! You never know until you try? "
"Just one shot Indiana. Please, for all of us?" Chloe smiles next, putting a supporting arm on my shoulder. Andy pulls me closer, whispering, "Indiana, I think you should at least take one shot. Just to get them to stop bothering you?"
I give in, pouring the whisky down my throat, letting the burning sensation fill it. As the five girls cheer, Andy pulls me into a passionate kiss, our lips feel right against each others.
"Andy, please don't make me drink anymore?" I ask quietly, "I don't want to be drunk."
"I won't babe." He whispers smugly, "plus you'll probably get drunk from just kissing me so be warned." A squeal comes from by the front door, "Tristan!" I turn to see my sister jump into her boyfriend's arms, wrapping her legs around his waist as they already start kissing. God. "Rules of the party." She announces once they stop kissing, "one. No one can bring drugs into the house. If you see it tell them to go outside. Two, everyone except for us is leaving by 3 am. Last, try not to make a mess." Right as she says the last rule, a crowd of people come in the front door, "cat!" So many girls squeal. I can tell this is going to get annoying quickly.

Notes

I am falling asleep so sorry about the crappy formatting. I just wanted to post this half chapter because I'm having writers block and I feel bad. I'm finally getting some new ideas so... Ya.
Thanks for reading!
-C