I Am Here.

Andy's POV:

I was a little bit jealous of Ash. I knew Emily didn't know that she fell asleep on Ash, but he doesn't deserve for her to be by his side after he was being really creepy toward her. I'm not quite sure of what I think of Emily yet. She had a great personality and she seemed very compassionate, but there was something about her that I wasn't quite sure about. I felt like I was her protector, knowing her secret and shielding her from more harm. All the stuff she's been through deeply saddened me. I couldn't imagine watching my family's murder let alone any murder. She has battle scars, but that was what I loved the most about her. As soon as I discovered her secret, she wasn't going to hide from me anymore. I could tell that she felt comfortable around me. That's was why I felt like I needed to protect her, but I still feel like there is something more to her than meets the eye, something deeper, something she's hiding from me, something she's even hiding from herself. I continued to think and watch the rest of the movie and when it was over I saw Ash pick Emily up and started to carry her to his bunk.
"Oh no you don't." I said, stopping Ash.
"I'm not going to fuck her in her sleep, Andy. I'm not that desperate." Ash defended teasingly.
" I know, but usually when girls come over and they fall asleep before you guys have had sex, you carry her to your bunk, strip yourself and the girl down, and you lay naked in bed together. I don't want you doing that to Emily. She's too sweet. Besides, she wouldn't want to be your toy anyway. She's bearly wanted to kiss you let alone sleep in the same bunk as you."
"Find. You take her then." Ash handed Emily off to me. Fuck she was so light and very easy to carry. She is unnaturally skinny. Even when she stirred in my arms, she wasn't hard to handle. She was out cold so I know I wouldn't wake her. I laid her down on my bunk, courteously took off her combat boots and the cool socks that she promised to get a pair for me, and gently pushed her to the other side of the bed so I could get in too. Normally I would sleep just in boxers, but if Emily woke up to a semi naked me, I don't know what she would do. Probably flip out a bit. So, I just took off my jeans, put boxers on (because the jeans I was wearing didn't have room for underwear), put a pair of basketball type shorts on, took off my leather jacket and replaced it with a simple black, cut up Mötley Crüe tank top. I threw everything in my suitcase and slid myself into my bunk. I covered the blanket over us and settled myself in. Emily was turned towards me, slightly curled up. I studied her face. Her chocolate brown eyebrows were thin and even yet pretty thick at the same time. She had more rounded cheekbones at the apples and were much more defined traveling toward her ear. Her lips were the color and shape any girl would be jealous of. She still had some of her makeup on even though she took her eyeliner and eyeshadow off earlier because the liquid liner was really starting to smudge. She left her face makeup on though and in doing so, hasn't gotten over the insecurity. But I didn't mind, I could see through some of the makeup because it had been sweated through and rubbed all day and I didn't understand what she was talking about when she says her skin was horrid. Yes, there were scars on her face, but those didn't make her ugly. I continued to study and memorize her face, from her brown with a teal peek-a-boo hair to the tip if her nose, she was beautiful, even if she didn't believe it. I finally rolled over and starred at the bottom of the bunk above me. As I drifted off to sleep, I smiled because I finally knew that I had some sort of feelings for Emily.

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Emily's POV:

I awoke in the morning to the smell of omelettes and yelling. I must have been out cold because someone had moved me into Andy's bunk. I was on the furthest side of the bed with my body facing the wall. I rolled over to see the curtains drawn shut. They really don't accomplish much because they were kinda see through, but only enough that if one were looking in, they could only see a general outline and its colors. I looked down to see the covers pulled all the way over me, but on the side where I wasn't were thrown back and had an indent in the mattress. Did Andy sleep in the same bed as me? Sure enough, I reached over to his side of the bed and it was still kinda warm. I decided to get out of bed and investigate the yelling and all the other yummy smells that were wafting throughout the bus. I slipped my socks back on which Andy must have removed and followed the smell and cuss words.
"FUCK! CC! YOU KEEP BURNING THEM!! HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOT TO LEAVE THE ROOM WHEN COOKING?!?" Jake called urgently, turning off the stove and waving away smoke before carefully taking the pan with the once perfect omelette and dumping it outside in the dewy grass.
"Sorry, I was busy tweeting. Why don't you just make them then." CC suggested continuing to stare at his phone.
"I'm an expert!" Jinxx jumped up and took the pan from Jake and started cooking.
"Morning!" Andy exclaimed as he saw me walk in the room.
"Good morning!" I said back. All the guys were in their sleeping clothes, except Ash who was only wearing boxer briefs. I tried not to look to prevent any awkward conversation.
"I hope you weren't planning on going home right away," Jinxx said softly in my direction.
"What?" I was confused.
"Well, we are on Warped Tour....and we had to be in the next city by today...the driver didn't know..." Jinxx trailed off.
"Oh no!" Andy jumped up and looked out the window. "Did he drive while we were sleeping?!" Andy was clearly worried. Wait...does this mean...
"Yes. We are already at the venue in Chicago." Jinxx interrupted my thoughts. Shit. I live in a suburb of Minneapolis. That's 6 hours away!!
"What...what am I going to do?" I asked slightly panicked.
"Well, there isn't anyway that you could rent a car and I won't let you take a train. How about this, I'll buy you a plane ticket tonight so you can fly back to Minnesota." Andy suggested.
"Really? You would do that for me?"
"Of course. I got you in this situation," Andy chuckled," you just have to hang out with us until then. Think you can handle that?"
"Of course! That's kind of a dumb question," I laughed as I sat down at the table across from Andy, " I mean, you guys are my favorite band of all time." We all sat down and ate our omelettes and drank our orange juice in a peaceful silence. The guys had to get ready for the upcoming show at 1:30 so I decided to go see some of the bands that I missed yesterday that were already playing outside. Andy gave me his pass so I didn't have to walk around without a ticket and possibly get caught attending illegally. I watched Devil Wears Prada and Mayday Parade before I headed to the main stage to meet the guys backstage where we said we would all meet. They were doing soundchecky stuff when I got there, but they weren't the only ones there when I got there.
"Andy, baby, please. I can change. Please please take me back." Juliet pleaded with Andy.
"No Juliet, now please, get on a plane and go back to LA like you should have last night instead of coming here." Andy gave Juliet the cold shoulder. Juliet spotted me and gave me a death glare. She snapped.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS BITCH STILL DOING HERE?!?" Juliet screamed at Andy "DID YOU FUCKING SLEEP WITH HER?!?! YOU DID, DIDN'T YOU?!! YOU BASTARD, YOU CHEATED ON ME!!!!!"
"No I didn't sleep with her and No I didn't cheat on you because we aren't even together. Goodbye Juliet." Juliet left in tears, but not before she shot me a glance.
"You better watch out for me from now on." Juliet intimidated before walking towards the parking lot.
"Jesus Christ," Andy mumbled under his breath, "sorry about that. I didn't know she'd be here. No one did."
"It's fine. I know she can't do anything to hurt me." I stated.
"ANDY, LETS GO! YOUR'E ON IN 15 SECONDS!" Jon Syverson, the BVB tour manager, yelled making rolling hand gestures. Andy ran off and I took my spot in the wings of the stage to watch my inspirations perform.

Notes

Man, I'm on a roll with these. It's kind of weird describing yourself and putting it in the eyes of someone else. I had to exaggerate a lot with my appearance, but you get the picture. LOL. I highly doubt Andy would ever have these feelings for me. I'm not THAT good looking, ;) ;p