None of this could possibly be happening. Andy Biersack wasn't standing outside her house right now requesting to be let inside. But he was.

Vero held up a finger to indicate that she needed just another minute. She dashed down the hallway towards her room and slammed the door, immediately pulling all the curtains shut before throwing on a pair of sweat pants, a band t-shirt and a sweatshirt. She prepped her wet hair real quick to make sure it looked halfway decent before hurrying down the hall back to the door to let Andy in.

"Hey, thanks." He said as he stepped inside the warm house.

"H-h-h..." She was speechless. Andy Biersack was standing in front of her in all his wondrous glory. She decided this must be a dream or something. She must've fallen asleep before she went upstairs for a shower and she was just dreaming. What would he be doing here anyway? There was no logical reason for him to be at her house right now.

"Our bus broke down on the highway. I came to see if there was anyone around who could help us." Andy explained.

Well, there was a logical reason for him to be standing in her kitchen right that second.

"I-I..." Again, no words were uttered.

"Sorry, I've been rude. I'm Andy." He held out his hand for her to shake. She extended a shaky hand and shook his hand weakly.

"I know." She managed to say. "I mean, I know who you are. I love your music."

"Ah, a fellow fan!" Andy exclaimed. "Were you going to be at the show tonight?"

Vero shook her head solemnly. "Unfortunately no..."

"Well, if we get the bus back up and running, maybe we can take you there. Would you like that?" Andy suggested.

Vero's face lit up like a young child's on Christmas morning. "Yes. Wow. I can't believe you're standing here right now. This is a dream. It has to be. Oh my god." She started to choke on the upcoming tears.

Andy reached for Vero and pulled her into him. She almost melted at his touch. She couldn't wrap her brain around the fact that the love of her life was holding her in his arms. She tried to blink back the tears as best she could but let a few slip out.

"Oh, here. Let me call someone for you." Vero said, pulling out of Andy's embrace. She dialed a mechanic service for Andy and then told him they would be about twenty-thirty minutes. "Do you want to sit?" She motioned to the couch and he followed her into the living room.

"So why couldn't you go to the show tonight?" Andy asked, scooting a little closer to Vero. He found her very beautiful but he wasn't really sure being attracted to a fan was such a good idea.

"My stupid mother wouldn't let me and my friend drive up there. I told her that we're both responsible eighteen year old girls. I just don't understand... I was so upset about not being able to go." Then Vero remembered that she had just spent the last twenty minutes crying in the shower. She immediately realized her face must be all puffy and her eyes all red. Andy was sitting next to her and all she wanted to do was impress him. For all she knew, she had probably just turned him away with just her appearance.

"You're eighteen?" Well this was good. Now he didn't feel as guilty about being attracted to her.

She nodded. "Yeah, so I just don't get why I couldn't go out with my friend by myself. I was so looking forward to seeing you guys live. I never have before and you all have done so much for me. I feel like I owed it to you."

Andy half smiled at her sweet nature. "Run away with me." He said.

Vero's head snapped up to look at him. Did he just say what she thought he had said? No, no it couldn't be.

"Are-Are you serious?" She looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"You really hate this town that much?" He asked.

She nodded. "Absolutely. There's nothing to do here. I'm trapped."

"Come with me." He said again. "We can leave it all behind. You don't ever have to come back here again if you don't want to. You can stay on the tour bus with me and the guys. We'll take care of you."

She wondered where in the world this was all coming from. This sounded just like the story she was writing. Andy asks the girl to run away with him. He says he'll take good care of her. All of this was incredibly odd. She still thought this was a dream. It had to be. How else would everything in her story be happening in real life?

"Are you sure?" She asked again, still not believing it all.

"Of course." He said confidently.

Vero nodded. "Well, help me pack my bags?"

Notes

Thanks so much to

-Nessiewildchild

for being my very first comment!