"Rory! Put the kettel on!" Nana yelled, and he appeared at the door. His glance shifted over to me, and he ran at me. "Oh my beautiful babe!" He said, swinging me around and around the front room. "How you doing?" Rory is Aunt Cathys son, and he is my age. We were best friends before my mom died, and we had some awesome laughs. He is also gay, so you could call him a gay best friend.He put me down on the floor, grinning at me. "I'm good bab you?"
"Yeah. Missed you though, it's hard sitting in starbucks with all the fit boys everywhere and nobody to talk about them with." He said, and Andy's mouth dropped. "I guess I'm making the fricking tea." My nana said, making me laugh. "It's ok nana i'll do it." I said walking following her into the kitchen. "Rory! Intrtoduce yourself to Andy!" I yelled, and Rory sat him down on the sofa, and sat down beside him. "I've missed you darling. How are you? Wheres that shit head you call your father?"
"He's at home. I ran away from him."
"Was he beating you to?"
"Ye-wait. What do you mean to?"
"You mean...No one ever told you?"
"Told me what?"
"Oh...Nothing sweetheart. It's nothing you should be knowing or worrying about."She said, passing me my tea. "Well we better go into the living room." She said, leading me into the living room. "Rory! Unhand my boyfriend!" I said, plonking myself down beside Rory. "Wait..You go out with him?"
"Yes, yes I do so hands off." I said, lightly punching him. "Why do you get the fit ones?"
"Beacause A- hes not gay and B-i'm so hot stuff." I joked, and he grinned at me. "Anyway. Rory this is Andy, Andy this is Rory."
"Wait a second I know you." Rory said, looking at Andy. "No dude we've never met." Andy said. "No wait I do hold on." He said, running up the stairs, and reappearing with an album in his hand. "Thats you. It is. Your Andy sixx."
"No he's Andy Biersack."
"No thats me. I've changed my name for music albums."
"Oh my god your Andy Sixx. I love you and your band!" Rory said, fingirling. "Rory! Calm down bab," I said, grabbing his arm. "Thanks dude, It's really appreciated." Andy said, smiling at him. He sat down, trying to catch his breath, with me, rubbing his back. Although all this was happening, I could only think about on thing. What did Nane mean too? Was he beating someone else to? Was he known for beating people? I didn't know, but I was determind to find out...