Andy interrupts the story she is telling about the first time she got a tattoo with, "that's it, we've been sitting out here talking for hours and hours, laughing and telling stories. Charlotte, I'm adopting you."
A shocked smile spreads over her lips as she throws her arms around his neck into a tight hug. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
Her smile is contagious to the singer who feels one come over his features. A nun soon comes out to say that they need to come inside and Andy walks with her close by, telling Charlotte about his cats he recently got.
"Oh ya, sister Jane. I'm adopting Charlotte, however she can keep her last name."
"Alright sir, if you would come with me to fill out the paperwork I'm sure Charlotte can handle packing up her belongings on her own." Sister Jane gives Andy a once over, disgusted, but she is finally getting rid of the most difficult child they ever had.
Charlotte joins Andy in the front room where he is signing the final form that allows her to leave this wretched place forever. Soon Andy is guiding her out to his car which is parked across the street. Andy informs her that he lives alone in a fairly large apartment that they will now be sharing.

Charlotte takes a seat on their couch next to Andy. He smiles as she does, wrapping an arm around her as she takes her seat, feeling oddly comfortable with her under his arm. They choose a movie and begin to make fun of it because the graphics are so terrible and the actors are even worse. Andy looks down at the giggling girl next to him, smirking at her cute laughter. He has to admit that she is very pretty, looking older than her age of only 16. Before he realizes, Andy curls finger under her chin so that they are making a comfortable eye contact. Charlotte looks up at him in confusion as his face slowly moves towards hers. Her eyes widen in shock as Andy's eyes flutter shut and he holds the back of her head. Their lips connect and Charlotte gasps, though her eyes flutter shut and she kisses her favorite rockstar back. Andy soon lays the two back on the couch, smirking as he feels her legs wrap around his back.

Charlotte's thoughts are tangled- she's kissing Andy fucking six! He's her idol! He's her adopted father... He's 19. She hears him moan and feels his tongue glide across her plump lips, begging to let him in. She does without realizing, still thinking over the situation. She's kissed other boys and girls before, had sex a few unfortunate times, but overall she typically avoids the whole sexual aspect of things. And they just met a few hours before...
"Andy-" she pulls away when Andy's hands begin to play with the hem of her shirt. "We just met and- and I don't think this is right."
"Shit. I'm sorry Charlotte, I just got caught up in the moment." He mumbles, his gaze still resting on her swollen lips.
"Maybe you could show me my room?" She asks quietly, sitting up. Andy sits up as well, biting his lip as he nods. "Alright, but I think tomorrow we are going to have to take you shopping for some stuff to make your room more personal."
"I also don't have many clothes..." She looks up to Andy, he smirks and pushes her back down on the couch, "well that could be a good thing come to think of it."

His lips land on hers again, rougher this time. Charlotte feels something bubble up inside her stomach as she kisses the singer, gripping his hair in her hands. He asks between kisses, "so- do you- want -to go to- mmm school?"
"No..." She moans, rolling them off the couch by accident. Andy's hands find their way to her chest, massaging through her shirt and bra as the girl beneath him shivers. "Did you- tell your- band?"
"Not-yet." Andy says softly, pressing his lips to hers again, forcefully. She gets all tingly inside as his hands travel under her shirt and his hips grind against hers.
"Was your plan- to take me back here- and do this?" Charlotte whispers, giggling. Andy chuckles against her lips, quickly removing her t-shirt. "No, this is not planned."
"Well, as long as I know you're not a pedophile rapist I think I'm good with this." Charlotte swiftly removes his shirt, crashing her lips on his again. Andy feels his phone vibrate and pulls away, sitting up and on the couch as he answers the call. Charlotte looks at him in confusion until he points to the phone.

Notes

I told you it's not a normal adoption story... I meant to not have it be this quick but I couldn't figure out how to not write a stereo-typical adoption fanfic before really starting with this. If you don't like what I did, keep in mind that Andy is only 19 so the age difference is 3 years and he is not trying to be like a father to her.
Thank you for reading and I really appreciate any comments (good or bad)
-C