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All Your Hate

An Unforgettable Night - Part 2

We were walking through the park, it was late, almost one o'clock in the morning. There was no one else there and we could see the full moon rising clearly above the trees, illuminating the land. It was super bright today.

Andy was walking close to me, so I took his hand and wrapped my fingers around his, intertwining them. He smiled at me and sighed, looking ahead.

"So what do guys do after this tour is over?" I asked him.

"I don't know. We have a break from everything for about two months to recover from this tour and then we'll be touring again I guess, to promote the album. And after that's finished it'll be time for more songwriting for our fourth album," he replied.

"Oh..." I said, biting my lip. I was afraid that BVB would be touring a lot the next few months, which would mean that I wouldn't see Andy as much. Yes, this tour was our two bands, but I was pretty sure that the next one wouldn't be.

"What's wrong?" he asked, frowning.

"Nothing," I said, but he gave me a look. "Okay, I'm just worrying that I'll hardly see you if you leave for months on end without coming back. And I'll be alone," I said.

"Scarlette. Don't think like that. First of all, we've just done a huge tour. So we won't have any long ones for a while. And you can always come visit the city we're playing at, like Sammi does. That way we'll see each other more."

"I know, but we've been with each other since the day we got together. Actually even before that. I've been with you guys, every day, for about a year now."

"You know we'll find a way, we always do. We've experienced a lot these past few months but we've always gotten through it. You're a tough girl, Scar. You've taught me some things," he said.

"What? You're Andy Biersack, the guy in the band that has saved lives! And you're telling me I'm tough?"

"Scarlette, you've not only been attacked and stalked by someone who in the first place broke your heart, but you've also lived without talking to your parents for years, and on top of all that - you lost something so special to you, even if you didn't know it was there yet. I saw your face the day after the car hit you. It was heartbreaking. And after all that you've come out stronger than before, so yeah, I, Andy Biersack, am saying that you are one of the strongest and toughest people I've ever met and I love you so much for that."

After Andy's little speech, I just stood there, in shock. I was speechless.

"Andy, I love you too. So much. Do you... do you ever think about what our lives could have been like if that car hadn't hit me?" I asked softly.

"There have been moments when I wondered what it would be like to hold a child that belonged to me. And how adorable you would look holding a newborn that looks exactly like you."

"I think it would look like you. Maybe your eyes," I said, smiling.

"No, maybe your beautiful emerald eyes," he said back. "But there were also moments when I thought that maybe it was a sign. That maybe we weren't ready for a chile after all. I mean, I'm 22 and you're 21. That's quite young isn't it?"

"No, I agree. I just sometimes feel kind of guilty, like it was my fault I lost it..." I trailed off.

He took both my wrists firmly with his hands. "Scarlette. It was not your fault. Nothing was ever your fault, and I never want you to think that again. It was that sick piece of crap, Jack, that was the problem. Alright?" he asked, looking concerned.

"Okay," I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

We continued walking for a few more minutes, just enjoying the silence and each other's company. Andy seemed a bit jittery but I couldn't see why. I decided to forget about it, and just enjoy the walk. Soon, we stopped at the center of the park, near the lake where we had gone swimming the previous day.

"Scarlette?" Andy asked me, clearing his throat. I turned to him and he looked quite nervous.

"Yes?" I asked, unsure of what he was about to say.

"Scarlette, we've been together for almost a year. Maybe that isn't the longest time, and some couples have been together a lot longer. But I've never felt so passionate about someone before. The moment I first laid eyes on you, even though you hated my guts, I could never stay angry with you. I don't know if it was because of your flawless personality, or your beautiful voice, or your bright green eyes that can make me say yes to anything. But I never hated you; I could never ever hate you. The day I found you with Jack, when he kissed you in front of everyone, it was as if someone had slapped me in the face. And I knew right then that I didn't hate you, in fact, it was quite the opposite. But you wouldn't even want to be in the same room as me, so I knew I had to do something about it. I tried seeing other girls, as a way to get my mind off you. But I never could. Anything I said to those girls was something that I wished I was saying to you. Everytime you spoke or rehearsed your set I would hear your beautiful voice and I would get goosebumps. And everytime I looked into your eyes I died a little, because yours were filled with hatred when you looked at me. I still remember that day in your bus perfectly. How we started shouting but then it seemed almost as if I could see the walls you had built around you crumble down and you let me see the real you. And you finally let your guard down, and we kissed for the first time. And that was the best moment of this tour for me, something that I'll never forget. Everytime I kiss you it's like the first time - magic. And the first time things went a little further... I felt like the luckiest man alive. Every morning that I wake up and see you lying next to me, I feel like the luckiest man alive. Because I have you. And I wouldn't trade you for anything. I've really given everything I have to you Scarlette. You own my heart. And I don't think I'm ever getting it back. I know we haven't been together for long, but Scarlette, I love you so, so much and I know.. that you're the one. Maybe I'm being stupid. And maybe this won't turn out the way we want it. But I'm thinking of right here, and right now. And I'm thinking with my heart. And my heart is saying that I love you, and I'll love you forever and always. So Scarlette Ariel Moore," he said, and to my shock, he knelt down and pulled out a black box from his pocket, causing my eyes to tear rapidly, "will you marry me?"

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Comments

I remember when you first wrote this fic and I hoped that it would never finish. This story is what got me Into reading fanfic. I hope you continue to write more! You're incredibly talented!

Molly_Mystic Molly_Mystic
2/4/14

I READ THIS STORY IN ONE WHOLE DAY, AND IM HLAD I DID! SUCH A GREAT STORY!!!

I READ THIS STORY IN ONE WHOLE DAY, AND IM HLAD I DID! SUCH A GREAT STORY!!!

omfg i just fangirled for two hours!!! loved it!!!

Oh my fucking god this was amazing

foreverawildone foreverawildone
1/11/14