Angels and Saviors and Whatnot

Later that day, Andy's phone rang. He picked it up, his voice shaking, dreading his mom or dad.

"Hello?"

"Andy! Dude, where you been?" Ashley's voice came through the line and Andy breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Hey man, I'm at home with Alli, she got sick so I wanted to make sure she was okay." He looked at me with a worried look and I just waved it off and kept reading my book. It's not like Ashley Purdy would tell Andy's parents that we skipped.

"Alright dude, I have some stuff I want to tell you, not even the guys or Sandra knows yet, can we come over soon? I wanna tell everybody, it's amazing," I heard Ashley say. Andy stood up and walked into the kitchen to where I couldn't here him. After a few minutes, he walked back in with a smile on his face.

"Alright, yeah, come over whenever."

"Alright, cool, see ya when we get there," Ashley said. And they hung up.

"What stuff is he talking about?"

"I dunno, I guess we'll find out when they get here."

He moved over closer to me and I backed up.

"What?"

"Mr. Man, I am still mad at you." I said, without even looking at him.

"Babe, c'mon, that was this morning!"

"I don't care. You haven't worked hard enough to prove that I can talk to you like a normal person," I said, crossing my arms.

"Please Alli Cat, you know I didn't mean to hurt you in any way," he pleaded.

I looked at him through the corner of my eye and saw that his bottom lip was sticking out and his big blue eyes looked sad. I sighed and held out my arms, indicating for him to give me a hug. He scooted over and picked up my small body, placing me in his lap.

"Thank you princess," he said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Don't thank me yet. I still wanna know what the big surprise is, then you can thank me. Whatever it is, we're having a party," I said.

"We can't have a party here, mom would kill me," Andy said.

"That's why we're having it at my house," I said.

The door bell rang and Andy moved me off of his lap.

"Lemme get it," I said, standing up and walking to the door. I opened it and found Ashley and everybody else staring at me.

"Hey dudes," I said casually. I stepped back and let everybody file inside. I shut the door and took my place on the couch with Andy, but before I could sit down, a pair of hands pulled me into their lap. I looked back and saw Ashley smirking. I looked at Andy worriedly and he just winked. What the fuck?

"Guys, I need to tell you something," Ashley said. Everybody's attention was on him.

"I got us...a record deal with StandBy Records."

Nobody said a word, their jaws just hung open, even mine.

"You're welcome," he said, pulling me farther into his lap.

"How!?" Andy asked.

"I know people," he said, wrapping his arms around my skinny torso. Why was he acting like this? And why was Andy okay with it?

"Dude!" Jake said, as he stood up.

"This is amazing!" Sandy exclaimed.

"Omhygod Ash, this unbelievable!" Jinxx said.

"I believe it's time to celebrate," I said, smiling.

"Wait, what?" Jake asked.

"Jake, how much do you have on you?" I asked.

"About $50. Why?"

"Let's go to my house and celebrate, and yes, Jake, we can order pizza. I know where my father kept the booze, we can drink our hearts out."

"You sure?" Jinxx asked.

"Dude," Ashley said, "never turn down free booze."

"We should probably put on more appropriate clothing for a party," Sandra said, knowing that I like to dress up for parties.

"Yeah, meet me at my house in about an hour or two, then we can party," I said.

Everybody went home and left Andy and I to get ready.

"I'll be right back, I'm gonna go get ready," Andy said.

"Alright, when you get back, we need to find a dress at my house," I replied.

"Okay babe."

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At my house, Andy and I went up stairs and into my old room.

"Wanna see something cool?" I asked him.

"Yeah, sure."

I went to my empty closet and tapped on the wall until I heard a hollow sound. I pressed a hidden button in the wall and pushed on the hollow area. The wall went backwards, revealing a hidden passage.

"Dude," Andy breathed.

I ducked inside and followed the creaky passage. I heard Andy behind me, squeaking on the loose floorboards, and I kept going, knowing it led to a secret room. When we got to the door, I took out the key I had hanging around my neck. I unlocked the door and stepped inside, loving the familiar smell of my mother.

This was the room where I kept most of the things I found that had to do with her before my father got rid of them. I had, pictures, perfumes, clothing, all sorts of things. I started collecting them when I was 8, so I could keep hold of my mother's spirit and memory. The room was yellow with pink flowers painted in it, and it fit my mother's bright personality perfectly.

"This room, it's amazing," Andy said, looking around at all the pictures hanging up of my mother and I.

"These are the only things I have left of her," I said sadly. I took a deep breath and held in the tears. I stood in the middle of the room and realized that I hadn't been in the room since I was 14.

Why haven't I come in here more often? I still knew where everything was and I went over to a bucket with some of her old party clothing in it. I lifted the lid and breathed in her perfume. I started to look through it and found exactly what I was looking for. I found her old dress and shoes, with her bracelet, earrings, and necklace. I pulled them out and hugged them to me, and I felt Andy's hand on my shoulder. I looked up and pulled myself together. Tonight is party night, and I'm gonna have a good time.

"This dress was my mother's. I'm gonna wear it tonight."

"It's very pretty," Andy said.

"So was she..." I said. "Anyways, come on, we need to get a party going."

We walked back through the passage and into my room. We walked out, going downstairs, and into the kitchen.

"Wow," I said softly.

"What?"

"Silence..." I said.

"Nice, isn't it?"

"Very," I said, looking up at his blue eyes and smiling.

I set the outfit down and looked around at what I had to cook and deal with. I knew I still had some beef and pork chops, but who wants pork chops at a party? I had some little boneless barbecue chicken bites, so I put those on a pan and stuck them in the oven for a little while. As they were cooking, the doorbell rang.

"Andy, could you get that? I'm gonna go get ready," I said.

"Yeah, sure, when do you want me to take the little thingies out of the oven?"

"In about 15 minutes, I said, racing upstairs with my mother's dress.
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As I walked back downstairs I realized that there were a lot more than 6 people. There was maybe 20 or 30 people there.

"Andy," I said as I reached the bottom, "who are these people?"

"Some of Ashley's producer friends. They wanted to meet the whole band and the girlfriend," he said, smiling.

"Oh, alright. Some of them look pretty young," I pointed out.

"Some of them are his friends from Hollywood who have made it big. They're super famous, and that's one of their songs playing now," he said.

"Do they know that we're 16 and 17?" I asked, worrying about the alcohol.

"They think we're all 21, just go with it," he replied.

"Well, Mr. Biersack, I think we have a deal," A man said behind Andy. He turned around and faced the man.

"Thank you sir, I hope we don't disappoint you," he said.

"No, you haven't, I heard that song - Carolyn was it? - and I think it's amazing," the man said.

"Thank you sir, I appreciate it," Andy said.

"Andrew, you don't have to call me sir, you can call me Jon," the man said.

"Yes sir-I mean, uhm, Jon," Andy said as he shook Jon's hand. Jon then walked away to talk to Ashley who had some girls hanging around him, shocker, and Jinxx, Jake, and Sandy were talking to a couple of guys who were tatted up and had long flippy hair.

"Andy," I said, loud enough so he could hear me over the music.

"Hm?"

"Why were you totally okay with Ashley flirting with me? I mean, he pulled me into his lap for Christ's sake," I said, looking up at him.

"It's just a thing we talked about, I guess since you're with me now, as long as he doesn't do anything too extreme, I really don't care what he does. I trust you enough to know that you wouldn't cheat on me." He looked down at me and smiled. "And, by the way, you look gorgeous."

My face reddened and I looked down. "Thank you, Andy."

"No problem princess. Now, let's go drink some booze, huh?"

"Hell yeah," I said, my fist high in the air.



A couple shots of straight tequila later, Andy and I were as shit-faced as we could possibly get.

"Aaaannnndddeehhhh," I slurred.

"Yesssss?" He replied, drunk as hell.

"Would you like to see *hiccup* my bedroom wallsss?"

"Yesss princesss," he slurred, getting up and stumbling to the stairs. I followed and kicked off my shoes, I didn't need them anymore, there were just us six left. I stumbled up the stairs behind my boyfriend and closed my bedroom door behind me. I pulled Andy to me and whispered "Look at my wallssss."

"They *hiccup* are so beautiful," he said.

"I knooowww," I said, giggling and stroking my wall with the back of my hand. I giggled some more and wobbled over to my bed. I plopped down and looked at Andy.

"Andehhhh," I said. He walked over to me and almost fell over.

"Yes Alli Cat?"

"Kiss meee," I said, holding out my arms lazily. He sat down on the bed and pulled me into a sloppy kiss, shoving his tongue into my mouth. He pulled me close to his heated body and pulled off his shirt. I took off my necklace and earrings, slinging them onto the nightstand beside the bed. Just as Andy was about to unzip my dress I stopped him, my senses finally coming to me.

"Andy. We ca-can't have sex. Do you even KNOW what will happen if we do?"

"Uhhh, I'll get boner." He said with a smirking smile.
"No, Andy, I will get pregnant. And I'm only..." I counted on my fingers, "I'm 17, Andy, I'm an independent white girl. I don't need no man. I don't wanna be a moooom."

"But Alliiiii," he begged.

"Andy no." I said sternly.

"You're no fun," he pouted.

"Too bad. Let's get back to the parrrtyyyy." I slurred. We stumbled back downstairs to discover everyone passed out on the floor.

"One hell of a party," I said, falling to the floor and passing out myself.

Jesus, I'm never getting drunk again.

Notes

DON'T YOU EVER GO OUT AND DRINK IF YOU ARE UNDER AGE. I WILL FIND YOU AND POUND THE ALCOHOL OUT OF YOU. I love my readers and I couldn't bear to see you guys drinking or doing something horrible to yourselves. This is just fiction, I'm not suggesting that you guys go drink and party at age 15,16, or however old you are. I'm not trying to be your mom or dad or whoever takes care of you, but if you're underage, please, I'm begging you, never ever ever drink or do drugs. I care about all of you, and I hate seeing people do that to themselves. Other than that little side note, how did you guys like it? Took me forever to write XP Love you pinjas!