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You Are Not Alone ~ Andy Biersack Love Story

This Is My Home

I sat on the bed, my knees pulled up to my chest. I still live with my family. Shit, but then again, something might have happened while I was out in the coma for awhile. It was the day after I had woke up, and Callista said she would be visiting. I couldn't wait to see my friend. I waited awhile longer, and then I saw Callista wander in.

"Hey, Grace. How are you feeling?" Callista asked sitting on my bed, criss cross applesauce, I sat like that too. I looked at her and shrugged.

"I still have to live with my shit family." I said looking at my hands that were in my lap.

"Oh, I thought I should tell you, even though Andy barely knows you, he found out about your family, and he had Kyle and I bring all your belongings and shit over to his house." Callista said, my eye widened. That was the best news I have heard.

"R-really?" I asked in awe.

"Yeah, it's all unpacked and stuff. Kyle and I hope we did a good job and it fits your OCD like self." Callista said smiling. I quickly hugged her. "You are scaring me, Grace." She said hugging me back.

"I know, it felt like you were dead, that's all." I said and pulled away.

"You were the one in the coma." She joked and we both chuckled. We talked for ages, catching up on celebrity gossip and what not, but then it crossed my mind.

"Where is Andy?" I asked looking at her.

"He's on tour, for.... 3 months." She said thinking of how long it was.

Three months, not that bad. In my crazy coma dream it was six months. A lot of shit went down, and it all felt so real. I guess that is what it's like to be in a coma. I ran my hands through my hair and then asked one more question. "When do I get out of here?"

"Tomorrow morning I believe, so I brought you some clothes." Callista said and dug through her bag and pulled out a outfit she had picked out for me. She set it on the bedside table.

"Thank you, Callista. For everything." I said and hugged her one more time.

"I love you, slut." She whispered.

"Love you too, whore."
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It was finally the morning I would be free of this place. I got dressed quickly. I felt great. I had only scars on my arms, no cuts, just scars. I pulled on my leather jacket and then grabbed my phone. I walked out with Callista to the front desk and checked out. We walked out to my truck and I hopped into the passenger seat. I didn't feel like driving, but Callista always wanted to drive. We both put our seat buckles on and Callista drove us to Andy's house, my new home. Callista killed the engine on my truck after parking in the driveway.

"You ready for this?" She asked as we got out.

"Never been so ready in my life." I said as I walked into my new home. I had been in Andy's house many times before, but this time was different. It was like walking into a new home you had just bought out or rented. I was living here now, with my friend, Andy. I still wanted to see him more than ever. I walked upstairs into my room that I had seen in my dreams, it looked a little different, but it was perfect. I walked back downstairs to find Callista going through the movie bin. I sat down on the couch as she picked out some strange movie. We watched it for a good hour when I heard a knock at the door. I was scared to answer it. I stood up slowly and walked towards the door. I opened it, still being surprised at the face.

It was Andy, holding a white rose.

"Grace, I knew you would live here, I knew we could make you think I was on tour, but it's not till next year. I met you that first day, and I knew you were special, I loved everything about you, and I just knew that you were the one." He trailed off with the biggest smile on his face. "Grace, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked coming into the house, I looked at him and nodded.

"Yes."

Notes

;; the time has come to where I must leave you guys at a cliff hanger, because that is what I do best. I am currently working on another story, so that means I have to give time to that story, which means I won't be posting in this one for god knows how long, but it won't be forever. I would never leave you guys hanging that long, but for now, tata, until the next chapter, my friends. Thank you once again for everything, and I will see you soon.

Love,
miss biersack;;

Comments

YOU GUYSSS! IT'S MISS BIERSACK! I lost my account when I reset my computer, and I haven't been able to continue this story for that very reason. I want you to all know, I will be starting the sequel thingy to this fanfic, and I promise I won't die on you again. Please, please, please don't give up on me yet. I love you and I missed you! But I'm back, hopefully for good.

whatever you decide to do with her, even if you kill her, i support your decision and i will kick anybody's ass who gives you shit about it

punk dancer punk dancer
12/9/14

you're like andy... a french ten

punk dancer punk dancer
12/9/14

i am so indescribably sorry for your loss...that was almost me and now i do everything i can to stop others on that path. if you ever need anything whatever it may be, just ask me and i will help to the best of my ability. she would be so proud of you now...or stalking her celebrity crushes. Please let me know how i can help because that never goes away

punk dancer punk dancer
12/9/14

i am so indescribably sorry for your loss...that was almost me and now i do everything i can to stop others on that path. if you ever need anything whatever it may be, just ask me and i will help to the best of my ability. she would be so proud of you now...or stalking her celebrity crushes. Please let me know how i can help because that never goes away

punk dancer punk dancer
12/9/14