One-Shots

I walked into the local record store and searched for a few Batman comics that I didn't already own. I had recently been able to organize my bookshelves at home and I wanted to fill up any empty gaps with comics.

My black hair was pulled up into a tight pony-tail and my blue eyes looked through the Batman section. I was playing with my spider bites when my eyes found a few older Batman comics. I quickly gathered them in my tattooed arms and spun around to head to the check out counter, when I crashed into someone.

"Ugh," I groaned as I fell to the ground and the Batman comics landed next to me.

"I'm really sorry," the man apologized as he gathered up my comics.

"It's fine," I said.

I looked up to meet the eyes of the man and my breath hitched. It was Andy.

*FLASHBACK*

I sat down on a curb in the middle of the city, letting the warm, summer breeze take away all of my problems.

"Are you sure it's a good idea for you to be sitting there?" someone asked.

I opened my eyes and saw the most gorgeous blue eyes I had ever seen. This man was around my age. He was tall, lanky with long, black hair. He was clad in leather pants, vest and boots and his body was covered in black paint.

"Probably not," I responded, "Are you in a rock band or something?"

"Actually, yes. You want to hear us play?" he asked.

"Sure," I said, taking his hand and allowing him to lead me to a venue.
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"Andy!" I squealed as he tickled my sides.

"You've gotta say it!" he said.

"Fine! Fine! You're the sexiest human on the planet!" I laughed.

He finally stopped tickling me, but he was still hovered over me. Before I knew it, his lips connected to mine and I found myself kissing back. I reluctantly pulled away and looked him in the eyes.

"Mackenzie, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.

I nodded and reconnected our lips.
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"What the fuck, Andy! I haven't heard from you in over a week and then you come home and say 'Hey babe!' I knew that you would be busy with touring and stuff, but you could've at least called! You haven't even texted me once!" I screamed at him.

"Mackenzie, I'm sorry! I love you! I didn't mean to screw things up!" he apologized, running his hands through his long hair.

"I don't care. I'm done with this. You have barely given me the time of day and I deserve better than to be treated like this. Andrew, we're through," I said, grabbing my jacket and heading out of our apartment door.

"Mackenzie! Wait!" he yelled after me.

I ignored him and continued to walk away, and I didn't look back once.

*FLASHBACK END*

"Mackenzie? Is that you?" he asked.

"Hello, Andrew," I said as I lifted myself off of the floor and snatched the comics from him.

"You look good," he said as I walked over to the cashier and paid for the comics.

"Thanks. I feel good," I told him.

Truthfully, I felt like shit. Ever since I walked out on him, I wished I hadn't. I had really fallen for him and I left without giving him a second chance. Whenever I would see news about his band online, my heart would clench. I missed him more than I would like to admit.

"Do you want me to drive you home?" he offered.

"No thanks. I can walk," I said, coldly.

"You do realize that it's raining, right?" he asked as he pointed outside.

Rain was pelting the streets to the point that I couldn't see ten feet in front of myself. If I were to walk home I would get sick and my comics would be completely ruined. I let out an audible huff.

"Fine. I live in the apartment complex at the end of Jefferson Avenue," I told him.

He smirked and walked me to his car, throwing his jacket over the both of us. I slid into his car and started shivering from the cold. Andy turned on the heater and started driving. The whole drive was full of awkward silence, and only on occasion would Andy attempt to talk to me, but I refused to talk to him.

"Listen, Mackenzie," he sighed as he pulled up to my complex, "I understand that I fucked up. I know that you probably still hate me, but can we at least talk?"

I took a deep breath and said, "I'll talk, but can we at least get out of the car first?"

Andy nodded and we both exited the car. We ran to the safety of my patio area and I quickly unlocked the door. I stepped into my apartment and set my bag of comics on my small dining table while slipping off my flip-flops.

"I don't hate you, Andy," I whispered as I turned to look at him.

"You don't?"

"No. I could never hate you. I love you too much to ever hate you."

"You love me?" he asked, unsure.

"Yes, Andy, I love you. I always have. I always will. Are you happy now?" I sighed.

Andy closed the distance that was between us and kissed me. I felt the butterflies in my stomach like the ones I used to get when we kissed. I brushed my tongue against his lips and he allowed me entrance. My hands traveled down to his belt and I began fumbling with it, and after a good minute of trying, I was finally able to take it off. Andy slowly began unbuttoning my jeans.

"Can...we...finish this....in the....bedroom?" I asked between kisses.

Andy lifted my up bridal style and carried me to the bedroom. He carefully placed me on the bed and I slid out of my shirt and jeans. Andy threw his shirt and jeans across the room and joined me on the bed. He kissed me passionately as he crawled over me. His hands started rubbing my thighs and moved upward. Soon enough his fingers were inches from my vagina and I was whimpering in need.

"Don't tease me, Andy," I moaned as he started nipping at my neck.

He trailed his lips along my torso and down to my panty-line. He slowly slid off my underwear and I sighed as his lips kissed the inside of my thighs. He took off his boxers and positioned himself near my entrance.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yes," I whispered.

He thrust himself into me and I held in a cry. He remained still for a moment, letting me adjust to his size. After I nodded, signaling to him that I was okay, he began thrusting. I gripped onto the sheets as I felt him pounding into me, his pace quickening. I felt his member starting to throb and I let out a loud moan.

"Andy!" I screamed as I reached my climax.

"Mackenzie..," he grunted as he released into me.

I gave him a weak kiss on the lips as he rolled over.

"Mackenzie?" Andy asked.

"Yeah?"

"Will you please be my girlfriend again? I promise that I won't screw up again, and if I do, I give you permission to cut my balls off."

I chuckled, "Okay. I'll be your girlfriend again."

"I love you," he whispered before passing out next to me.

"I love you too."

I smiled at the sleeping man next to me. I really did love him with all of my heart. However, if he did hurt me like that again, I might actually take him up on his offer.

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