The next morning I woke up and, for a brief moment, forgot that I was touring with my favorite band of all time. I looked at the clock beside my bed: 3:30. Andy was still sleeping peacefully beside me. Even when he was sleeping he looked perfect. I got up out of bed and quietly opened the door. I walked out into the main part of the bus and sat down on the couch. I put my head in my hands and thought about exactly what I was doing. It was crazy, but it felt right. I knew their history and how the list of previous members was longer than the current ones, but I still felt like I belonged. I heard the door open and then his beautiful voice. “Why are you up so early?” he asked. “I don’t really know,” I said. He sat down beside me. “I’m so jealous of you,” I said in a playful tone. “Why?” he asked. “Because even after you’ve been sleeping you still look like an angel,” I said, looking down at my feet and blushing. I felt his arm around my shoulder. He put his hand on my cheek and made me look up at him. “You look beautiful. Every single time I look at you I see an amazing, fun girl who isn’t afraid to be herself. When I see you, I see perfection,” he said, looking deeply into my eyes. I tried to look down again, but he wouldn’t let me. Our faces began to get closer to each other. As they did, I was sure he could feel the heat from my face because I was blushing so much. We were so close to each other we were almost touching. As our lips almost touched, we heard a door open. We instantly pulled away and began blushing. I looked up and saw Ashley. “Uh was I interrupting something?” he said. “No,” Andy and I both said simultaneously. Ashley shook his head and walked into the bath room. “I’m gonna go back into the room,” Andy said as he stood up. I just sat there, still in shock. When I heard the door to the room close, I slumped down in embarrassment. I couldn’t date Andy; it would just go horribly wrong. We would both end up being hurt. Ashley walked out of the bathroom and looked over at me. “You do know what would happen if you two became more than friends?” he asked. “Yeah, we’d both end up hurt,” I said. “In more than one way….” he said as he walked back into his room. I walked back towards the room, and when I was about to open it, it opened from the other side. Andy stood there, a look of apology in his eyes; the same look that was in mine. We stood there for what seemed like hours. Before I knew it, our bodies were inches apart. We leaned towards each other and I could feel his breath on my lips. I let a breath escape as the driver slammed on the breaks. I fell into Andy’s chest and we both fell to the ground. “I’m so sorry!” I said. Whoa, déjà. That was the first thing Andy had ever said to me. I stood up and held my hand out to help him up. He grabbed it, stood up, and then took me into a tight embrace. “I meant what I said. You are beautiful; you are perfection, “he said as he held me. I wanted to embrace him back, but I was frozen. I couldn’t move. My limbs were heavy and my mind was clouded with thoughts of forbidden love. He let go of me and looked into my eyes. He looked at me with eyes full of love and acceptance. He walked past me and I wanted to kiss him. I wanted him to be mining forever, but I could never do that. I heard Jake say something from the main part of the bus, but I was too flustered to comprehend it. I then heard a knock on the bedroom door. “Courtney? We’re almost to the concert so you better get ready,” I couldn’t tell you who said it; I barely knew that they were speaking words. I got my “concert clothes” on and did my war paint. I looked like a member of the band. As I was doing the finishing touches on my war paint, Andy walked in. “Listen, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make anything awkward between us,” Andy said. “It’s fine. And to be honest, I feel the same way about you,” I said. He smiled at me. “Come on. Don’t want to disappoint your fans, right?” I said. I grabbed his wrist and drug him off the tour bus and into the venue that we were playing at. We entered through the backstage door and begun a sound check. Fans had already piled into the audience. During the sound check, they began chanting “Black Veil Brides” over and over again. C.C. was the first one to go out on stage. The crowd cheered. Then Ashley, Jake, and Jinxx. The crowd began cheering louder. Last but not least, Andy and I went out on stage. The crowd went wild. We began singing in harmony and they crowd sang along to every word. After the first song, Andy introduced me and we sang Saviour. After about 10 songs and a little talking to the audience in between them, the concert was over and we went backstage to sign autographs and meet fans. After we met about a hundred or so fans, we left. We went back onto the tour bus and went to our rooms. Andy laid down and I knew he would fall asleep. I went into the bathroom to take a shower. The water was burning hot, but it didn’t bother me. I felt completely relaxed. The water at the bottom was black from the war paint running off of me. Once I had finished washing all of the war paint off of me, I got out and put on my pajamas, which for that night was a pair of Mario boxers and a Rise Against tank top. I walked out of the bathroom and peeked into my room to make sure Andy was sleeping, he was. I quietly walked over to my side of the bed and laid down. I looked out the window at the blur of passing trees. I felt hands wrap around me and I almost screamed. Then I felt his body press up against mine. He was still sleeping, but he was spooning with me. I took his hand and intertwined it with mine, and then I feel into a deep, peaceful sleep.