Andy sighs as the door to Arielle's apartment shuts behind her. He already missed having her by his side. How is he going to cope when the band leaves for their next tour?



Andy finishes his dinner as a text flashes on his screen:
Ashley: we're going to a party at Danny's place now. Want to come? He said there's going to be a lot of booze and hot chicks.
Andy: I'll ask Arielle, then answer alright? I don't want you shoving any tits in my face.
Ashley: dude why the fuck would I shove tits in your face? I would be fucking the girl in a closet or something.
Andy: dude! I didn't need that information! Ugh.
He knocks on Arielle's apartment door, it opens to reveal Delaney's unhappy face.
"Your boyfriend's here!" She shouts.
'Boyfriend? I wish!' Andy thinks as Arielle comes into view with a small smile on her lips, she doesn't correct her friend though- a good sign.
"Hey." She grabs his hand, pulling him into her room, shutting the door behind him. "What's up?"
"Uh... My friend Danny is having a party tonight and I wanted to know if you wanted to come." He scratches the back of his neck nervously. She shrugs, "sure. I have nothing better to do. Should I change?"
"No, you're good." He presses his lips to hers quickly before she grabs her phone. "Alright, lets go."
He laces their hands together, smirking over at Arielle as they are walking out of the apartment. Delaney stops them by the door, asking Andy shyly, "Can I come too?"
"Uh.. If you want, I guess?" He raises his eyebrows at the short girl who will fit in even less than Arielle will at the party.
"I don't want to be stuck here alone, I don't get out enough." She mumbles shyly while grabbing her small clutch that matches her blue skinny jeans and black blouse. Arielle looks down at her own pale denim high waisted shorts and loose gray-blue crop top she had changed into after work ended. She wasn't going to fit In- something she wasn't used to. "Lets go."
Andy smiles at her as they walk on the elevator, pulling out his phone to text his friend.
Andy: hey man, I'm bringing my girl if that's alright.
Danny: Dude! You broke up with juliet a month ago! When are you going to realize that!
Andy: ... I mean this girl I've gone on a few dates with. Her friend is coming as well.
Danny: oh good. I thought you were going insane for a minute there. And the more the merrier. Is she hot? ;)
Andy: yes, she's gorgeous.
Danny: dude. It's not her you're talking to, how much do you want her in bed.
Andy: psh... I don't know... A lot. She's fucking hot man! I mean, of course I haven't slept with her yet, and I know that she's not someone I want to sleep with and ditch. But you'll see her soon.
Danny: maybe you'll get lucky tonight ;)
Andy: I doubt it. I don't want to rush things.
Arielle rolls her eyes as Delaney checks her makeup in the frontward-facing camera on her phone one last time before they enter the crowded apartment. Instantly, they are met with the blasting of rock music, the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and weed, as well as shouts of many people around them. A few people try to drag Andy away but he keeps a tight grip on her hand, dismissing the others. He leads Arielle to the back of the main room where a table crowded with drinks is.
"If you think you're getting me drunk, you're wrong." She jokes, picking up a beer. Andy chuckles, shaking his head, "I would never."
"Andy! Who's this?" A man with a British accent- Arielle couldn't decide what part of England though, shouted across the room at the couple. As he reached them, Andy 'bro-hugged' the man, "hey Danny, this is Arielle."
"Like the mermaid." Danny chuckles, reaching to shake Arielle's hand. She giggles and accepts. He leads them over to an empty seating area and pulls out a cigarette. Andy does the same, offering one to Arielle, expecting her to object, after a few seconds of contemplation Arielle plucks the unlit cigarette from his fingertips and places it between her lips. Andy lights his then hands her the black lighter. She takes a drag, coughing a bit as the smoke fills her lungs, instantly liking the feeling as the second inhale travels in and out.
"So, how's your record coming?" The screamer asks. Andy shrugs, "good so far, definitely what we are hoping for and going to be our best record yet."
"Cool cool." Danny nods, looking past the singer at someone, "I'll talk to you later man. Hot girl."
With that, they are left alone again. Andy wraps an arm around her, taking a sip of beer while she takes a drag. Arielle smiles up at Andy. His hand laces with hers again as they talk about random things like all couples do, giggling and staying close. Their talk gets interrupted by a drunk Delaney who comes up to the couple, hanging on to a guy's arm. Arielle looks up, worry coming over her features as she takes in her drunken best friend and a guy with skinny jeans and a shirt that says boner across the front.
"Imma go with this guy." She slurs, her lopsided grin up at the man with a blonde patch in his hair worries even Andy. He sends a small glare to the guy- who is equally as intoxicated as Delaney.
"Jack..." He can't even finish before they are dragging each other through the crowds, soon leaving the party behind to go have a wild night of sex.
Andy places a hand on Arielle's knee, "she has to make her own mistakes."
"I know, it's just she makes so many." Arielle gazes up at Andy, "Her last boyfriend became abusive, luckily I got her out of there as quickly as I did."
He nods, thinking about the many fans who had been in abusive relationships and had written him about it. "She's lucky to have you as a friend."
"Mhmm." Arielle nods, leaning her forehead to Andy's. "so, I know you probably won't get the initiative to ask, probably fearing that we are moving too quickly... But, Andy, will you be my boyfriend?"
Andy nods, chuckling, "yes! That's the first time anyone has asked me out."
"Ha... I'm not surprised." Arielle giggles, letting her lips land on Andy's for a moment.
"Dude, who's this hottie?" A man with brown hair asks while taking a seat next to Andy. Arielle laughs to herself as the Andy tells him nervously, "uh.. Matt, This is my girlfriend, Arielle."
"Hi Matt." Arielle extends her hand to shake his, smiling at him. He pats Andy's back, "so mr. Biersack here finally got a Girlfriend. It's about time you got over Juliet."
Andy clears his throat, glancing over at his new girlfriend, "She's a thing of the past man. "
"Good." Matt chuckles, "I have a good last name."
"You're a bit tipsy aren't you?" Andy laughs, motioning with his beer bottle to the empty one in his friend's hand.
"Andy, I'm going to go get another beer, you want one?" Arielle asks, standing up. Andy nods, "could you get me a bud light?"
"Yeah, just stay there so I don't lose you." She laughs, walking over to the cooler with all the beers in it. Ashley is by there, making out with a busty blonde.
'Typical' She rolls her eyes, grabbing two beers before walking back to where Andy is sitting, talking to the other guy quietly. Arielle smirks as Andy notices her standing there with their beers, he kisses her Softly before taking a swig. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She goes to sit back down on the couch, only to have Andy scoot underneath her so that she lands on his lap, her giggles are drowned out by the noise of the loud party, dissolving into the air clouded with cigarette and pot smoke. Andy kisses behind her ear as Matt continues to talk to the unlikely couple, both pretending like they are listening when in actuality they are absorbed in each other.
"You're beautiful Arielle." Andy whispers in his deep voice, sending shivers up her spine. Matt had given up on talking to his friend a few minutes before and was making his way around the party. His nose nuzzles against her neck, planting a light kiss there as she giggles, leaning down to place a kiss on his cheek.
"You want to get out of here babe?" She whispers, "or do you want to get some... shots? Ooh or we could get some of that guy's weed over there! I feel like doing something dangerous! Something that I wouldn't normally do- like... Lets go have... Sex!"
Being a light weight and having only three beers brings out the more daring side of Arielle, her judgement not completely vanished yet, almost. One or two shots and you would have a slurring, stumbling mess. Andy's chuckles turn to laughter as she starts playing with the buttons of his shirt, smiling giddily as she does. He's not going to take advantage of his drunken girlfriend's state.
"Baby, are you alright...?" Andy asks, suddenly worried as she finishes the last sip of his beer for him, then crashing her lips onto his. He pulls away, cupping her cheeks, "are you alright Arielle?"
"Ya, of course Andy. I'm just drunk." The tipsy writer goes to stand, stumbling back down onto Andy's lap once again. She has had issues with alcohol in the past so she typically avoids it, yet occasionally the writer will go out for a night and get wasted, rarely.
"Honey, I think we should go home, you seem a bit... Out of it." Andy cooes as she starts kissing his neck sloppily.
Ashley walks over with the girl he was groping earlier, sending a concerned glance at Arielle. "Looks like someone wants you bad."
"Shut it purdy." Andy grumbles, prying his girlfriend off of him- even though he would like her to keep going. She whines, "Andy- I want to kiss you!"
He sighs, knowing its the wrong thing to do but she is just so alluring. Arielle's lips return to his neck, leaving a hickey already, then traveling to his own where they collide into a passionate kiss. She moans as Andy turns the kiss French by slipping his tongue into her mouth- unable to resist the beautiful woman who is throwing herself at him. The kissing stops when she whispers in his ear, "I'm so fucking hot for you Andy. I want you inside me... Now."
He gulps, feeling his pants get tighter as she continues to whisper seductively into his ear. Shit, he wants her too, but they should wait so that their relationship isn't rushed and when Arielle isn't incoherent and drunk.
"Ari, I think we should go back to my place." Andy coaxes, knowing it is the only thing that will get her to leave. She nods, standing up with him as they weave through the crowds to the front door. Andy says a few goodbyes on the way out, rushing due to the eager writer pulling at his hand. She bites her lip as they get in the car, blurting, "I can't wait, lets do it in the backseat."
Andy shakes his head, placing a hand on her knee. "No babe, lets wait until we get to my place."
She sighs, nodding.
Arielle practically sprints to the elevator of the building, feeling that turned on by her new boyfriend. Her hand is tightly gripped on Andy's as he tries to keep up with her fast paced without drawing attention to them. He fluffs his short hair as they wait for the elevator, trying to ignore that his girlfriend's shirt is revealing her lacy bra. She sways her hips as she gets in the elevator, an eye on what she wants.
"Ari..." Andy warns as she pulls him to his door. As they walk in Andy mentally slaps himself for staring a little too long at her cleavage and the fact that her beautiful ass is showing in her shorts. He takes her into the bedroom, planning on sleeping on the couch so she doesn't get the wrong idea in the morning, when she tackles him onto the bed.
"I'm turning you on." She whispers before colliding their lips, her fingers finding the buttons on Andy's shirt. "This is going to be so fun."
Andy moans, forgetting what he had previously been thinking about. After a few exchanges of kisses, the writer gets off the bed and removes her shirt, then slowly pulls off her shorts, leaving her in lacy black bra and underwear. Andy allows his gaze to wander as she slowly struts over to the bed, straddling him in an instant. His heartbeat quickes as she removes his shirt, placing kisses along his chest until she reaches his pants, unbuttoning the skinny jeans and pulling them off to reveal his briefs. "You're mine."
"Ari, come back here." He cooes, pulling his girlfriend back up to where he is lying when she was about to touch him, knowing he wouldn't be able to help himself then. "Can we just settle for cuddling right now?"
"But I wanna have sex." She mumbles like a child, looking up at Andy with a pout. He almost gives in but shakes his head as she sighs, turning so she is facing away from him.
"Can we at least spoon Andy?" She asks hopefully. He nods, placing a light kiss on her neck as he scooches behind her, draping an arm around her waist.
"Goodnight ari."
"Night Andy." She mumbles sleepily, then fading into sleep with evening breaths and soft snores that somehow make his heart flutter. He knows he wants to spend nights cuddling like this with her more often, but that's far down the line in their relationship.

Notes

Arielle wears the pants in that relationship. Maybe her light weight drunkeness is a good thing to remember? hmm?
Thanks for reading guys!
~C