One-Shots

“Hey, Dani!” Andy called after me as I hopped off the sprinter van.

“Yeah, Andy?” I responded.

“Can you man the merch table tonight?” he asked.

“I thought I was going to anyways. I’ve been selling merch since last Saturday,” I told him.

“Oh…um…right…,” he blushed, fussing with his long, lion-like hair, “Well, um, I’ll see you later.”

I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion. He seemed a bit nervous, which was odd. In the year I’ve known him and the rest of BVB, I’ve never seen him blush.

I shook it off and started to unpack the merch from the trailer.

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I brushed off the sweat that had formed on my brow. I had spent a little over an hour setting up the merch table with no help. I saw the guys and Sandra walk past me in their leather outfits and war paint.

“You guys starting sound check?” I asked as I flopped down in a chair.

“Yep. Do you wanna watch?” Ashley asked.

“Eh, why not,” I smiled.

I followed the guys up to the stage and I sat on one of the barriers.

The guys got all set up and started running through a few of their songs. They were sounding pretty darn good, and even though I was the only audience member at the moment, Andy was losing himself in the music like he did at all of his performances.
He started to sing ‘The Mortician’s Daughter’ and I felt my cheeks grow red when he would look at me.

I wasn’t going to deny it. I had a huge crush on Andy. I had liked him ever since I met him; he just had that charm to him. Still, I knew my feelings could never be reciprocated. I was tall and I was a bit more shapely than other girls, I had full sleeves on both of my arms made up of roses, sugar skulls and webs. I had bright, golden eyes, shaggy, crimson hair, pierced lips and a pale complexion. I wasn’t unattractive, I just didn’t see myself as gorgeous or remarkably pretty. I always compared myself to the girls that Andy dated or the ones that threw themselves at Andy during shows. I never felt like I would be good enough for Andy’s attention, and here he was sing a song to me.

I shook the thought out of my head. Andy was just performing; he didn’t actually like me.

“How was that?” Andy asked once sound check was over.

“Really good. You’re going to kill it tonight. All the girls are going to be fawning over you for sure,” I said, giving him a watery smile.

I returned to the merch table and sat there for about thirty minutes before they let the fans into the venue. As soon as the fans entered, I was swarmed by teenage girls and guys. Times like these made me wish they actually had hired someone to be the merch girl or guy.

“You need some help?” someone asked.

I turned to my side and saw the merch guy from the supporting band. I forgot their name, but they were pretty good.

“Yes please,” I sighed.

He laughed and began working double duty between both of our merch tables.
As soon as the first band took the stage, the cluster of teens around me began to clear.

“Oh thank god,” I breathed.

“You’re not really a fan of being a merch girl, are you?” the guy asked.

“I just help out the guys where I can, but I wasn’t trained to deal with teenagers for a living.”

“I know what you mean. You’ll get used to it, trust me.”

I chatted with the guy throughout the whole band’s performance and found out he was a pretty cool dude and that his name was Matt.

“How long have you been touring with Black Veil Brides?” he asked.

“I’ve done a few tours with them. I don’t really remember when I started touring with them. It’s kind of a blur, really.”

“I take it you’re really close with them huh?”

“Yeah. Most of them are like big brothers to me, and Sandra’s kinda like a sister.”

“Most of them?” Matt grinned, knowingly.

“Long story,” I huffed.

“Well, it’s going to be a long show. I have time.”

“I like Andy, but he doesn’t like me. It’s just complicated, I guess,” I sighed.

“What makes you think that he doesn’t like you?” Matt asked as Black Veil Brides made their way on stage.

“Have you seen the girls that throw themselves at him and have you seen me? There is no way he’d ever choose me.”

“You’re a beautiful girl and you’re pretty darn cool. Why wouldn’t Andy like you?”
“I don’t see myself as beautiful. I’m not skinny.”

“Just because you’re not incredibly skinny doesn’t mean that you’re not beautiful. Human beauty isn’t described by weight, facial structures or anything physical, it’s how loving, caring and unique you are.”

I gave Matt a small smile and we just stood in comfortable silence as we watched Black Veil Brides perform.

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“I’m dedicating this last song to a friend of mine. She’s been so supportive of me through everything and I don’t know what I’d do without her. She doesn’t know how I feel about her, but I’m hoping that this song makes it obvious,” Andy said into the microphone as the intro to ‘The Mortician’s Daughter’ started.

My breath caught in my throat and I glanced at Matt. He was wearing a smirk on his face, so he was thinking the same thing I was. Andy was talking about me.

“Told you,” Matt said in a sing-song voice.

I blushed and looked back up at Andy, whose eyes were fixed on mine.

He gave me a smile, which I returned. I almost burst out into laughter when I thought about how all of his fan girls were probably pissed off.

“Thank you guys,” Andy said as the song ended, “We loved performing for you and we hope to see you guys again. Please stop by our merch table and say hi to Dani. We love you.”

The guys walked off the stage and I was once again swarmed by masses of teenagers.

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I let out a deep breath as I packed the last of the merch back into the trailer.

“Hey, Dani, do you want to head out clubbing with the rest of us?” Sandra asked.

“I don’t think so. I’m kinda tired. I think I’ll just catch some sleep in the van,” I said, giving her a small smile.

“Alright. You and Andy have fun sleeping then,” Jake said.

“W-what?” I sputtered.

“Uh…he said he was tired too. Are you okay?” Jinxx asked.

“Yeah…sorry…Like I said, I’m kinda tired. You guys go have fun,” I mumbled.

I crawled into the back of the sprinter van, unable to really see due to the darkness. I found my normal sleeping spot and settled in, laying my head on something warm.

“Dani?” a deep voice asked.

“Ahhh!” I screamed as I scrambled back.

“Jesus, relax. It’s just me, Andy,” Andy said as he turned on a flashlight.

“You scared me!” I pouted as I slapped him playfully on the shoulder.

“Sorry. Um…I was actually waiting in here for you.”

“Really? Why?” I asked.

“I wanted to talk about what I said earlier on stage.”

“Oh…”

“I really like you, Dani, but it seems like every time I try to give you hints, you just ignore them,” he said.

“I didn’t think you liked me,” I blushed.

“I do! Hell, I more than like you, I love you. How come you couldn’t see it?”

My mind froze as it tried to register what Andy had just said. He loved me. Was I really that stupid to not realize it?

“I just assumed you didn’t because I’m not gorgeous or anything,” I muttered.

“Danika, listen to me,” Andy said, lifting my chin so my eyes connected with his piercing blue ones, “You are the most beautiful girl to me. I love the way you press your lips together in a cute way when you’re frustrated. I love how whenever I look into your eyes I feel like I can do anything. I love how you’re always patient with me even when I’m being a jack ass. Everything you are and everything you do is beautiful to me. Screw what other people think.”

Tears formed in my eyes as I took in what he said. Never had I ever felt so loved and cherished before. Before I could think to stop myself, I kissed him. Our lips moved together in perfect synchronization and it felt right.

“I love you, Andy,” I whispered against his lips.

I felt his lips curl up in a smile against mine.

“Please… let me….make you….feel….beautiful,” Andy murmured in between kisses.

“Okay,” I whispered.

He leaned me back onto a pile of blankets and pillows. He leaned over me and began to nibble on my earlobe, earning a gasp from me. My fingers curled themselves into the belt loops of his pants and I pulled his hips down to meet mine. I slowly grinded against him, feeling his member harden as I did so. His lips trailed down to the crook of my neck where his teeth gently nipped at my sensitive skin. His fingers slid under my shirt and unhooked my bra. I blushed as I realized it was my black laced bra that he took off of me. I took off his belt and began the task of working Andy out of his skin-tight, leather pants and underwear.

“Do you have to wear such tight pants?” I laughed.

“Come on, you can’t say that you don’t like them,” he smirked as he pecked me on the lips.

I smiled triumphantly as I finally got him out of his pants and underwear, but I grew nervous when I observed Andy’s size.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go easy. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable,” Andy soothed.

I nodded my head and leaned back onto the floor of the van, letting Andy get rid of my clothes. As soon as I was naked in front of him, I felt self-conscious.

“You’re so gorgeous,” Andy whispered in my ear, reassuring me.

Andy gently placed his firm hands onto my hips and positioned himself at my entrance.

“Dani, are you ready?”

“Yeah…”

Andy slowly inserted his erection into me. The immediate sensation was pain, but as soon as he began to thrust, I craved for him to go deeper inside of me.

“Oh god, Andy…” I moaned as he hit my g-spots.

“Dani…” he moaned back.

My fingers tangled themselves into his hair as I felt my walls tighten around him.
I moaned wildly as I climaxed and Andy’s climax followed seconds later, his voice screaming my name.

He pulled out of me and kissed the top of my head.

“Here,” he said, handing me one of his oversized t-shirts.

I pulled it on and it fit perfectly, hitting me mid-thigh.

“You look so sexy in my clothes,” he grinned.

“Maybe I should borrow them more often,” I smiled.

I curled up into his sweat-beaded chest.

“Dani?” he asked.

“Yeah, Andy?”

“Will you officially be my girlfriend?”

I kissed him softly on the lips.

“What do you think?” I asked with a playful grin.

“Yes?”

“Definitely.”

I rested my head back on his chest and we laid like that for the rest of the night, even when the rest of the band returned. Ashley had a field day when he found out, but I didn’t care. I was just happy that I finally found someone who made me feel beautiful, and I was glad that it was Andy.

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