I Love You More Than I Can Ever Scream

"Andy?" I said walking back into our bedroom.
We were back in LA for another week, and then getting back on the road for Warped Tour.
The apartment was eerily quiet without Sandra in it. Usually you could hear the pounding of her drums or her Andy and her's laughter as I walked in from getting groceries, but now it was just me and him.
I barely had any girl friends. Lauren, and Derek live in Florida so I couldn't hang out with her, and Ella and Sammi really weren't my speed.
They were really girly, and I just found myself having much more fun with Andy. I guess that's how I feel with anyone, I would always rather be with Andy.
"Hey babe." Andy said standing up, and kissing my lips softly. I saw his guitar lying on the bed, and his song book.
"Are you working on some new music?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I have a lot of new songs actually. I think we're going to start recording some stuff after Warped." He said excitedly.
"Let me hear something!" I said sitting on the bed. He chuckled, and sat down next to me. He grabbed his guitar, and started strumming it.
I never meant to be the one
who kept you from the dark,
but now I know these wounds are sewn
because of who you are.
I will take those burden on,
and become the holy one,
but remember I am human
and I'm bound to sing this song.
So hear my voice remind you not to bleed,
I'm here.

A savior will be there,
when you are feeling alone,
A savior for all that you do
so you love freely without
there harm.

Tears pricked at my eyes, and I felt warmth spread in my heart. It was for his fans, that have stuck with him.
For the people who didn't call him a faggot, or emo.
"That's all I have so far." He said putting the guitar down. I pulled him against me, and he pressed his face into my shoulder.
"It's beautiful." I said kissing him deeply. He returned the kiss back, matching my passion. His hands slipped underneath my shirt, and traced circles on my stomach. He sucked on my lips, and I moaned. He pushed me down on the bed lightly, and I giggled as he drove his lips back to mine, only to pull away and move to my neck. He made love bites all over, and nibbled at my ear. I heard Andy kick his song book on the floor, and I laughed.
He slipped my shirt over my head, and I responded by taking his off of him. He cupped my breasts, and I tangled my fingers in his long hair. Both of us shed our clothes, and eventually Andy was running into the bathroom to put a condom on.
He came back, and immediately pulled me close to him. Our lips smashed against each other's, while our tongues battled each other.
He rolled on top of me, and carefully slid himself into me. I moaned as he kissed my neck. I pressed my lips against his shoulder as he picked up speed. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to my peak. We yelled each others names as we reached our ecstasy. He rolled off of me, and pulled me into his side.
I sighed out of happiness, and laced my fingers with Andy's. I really loved this man.
If I had told myself a year and a half ago that I'd be living in LA with my rockstar boyfriend who I loved more than anything I would have said I was crazy. It all felt so right, and I had never been so happy.
Andy was my ballet in a sense. He made me as happy, if not happier, than I am when I was in stage.
He was there to fill any void in my life, and for that I was grateful. I truly am the luckiest women in the world.

Notes

Awwh some smutttttt for you all;)