Cruel Cruel

Lee covered my hand with hers, and kissed me back. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest, as our bodies pressed closer.
Shit.
Is this love? Is that what I'm feeling in my stomach right now? Is that why my heart is speeding up more than her's? I can't tell her, I know she doesn't feel the same way. She must like me a bit though, she wouldn't be kissing me right now.
We both pulled away, and I smiled down at her.
Yep that was love.
Her blue eyes sparkled as she looked up at me, and she still had her hands rested around my neck.
"You should be my girlfriend." I said smiling still.
"Cause that's the way every girl wants to be asked out." She said rolling her eyes, but smirking.
"Fine! Then I get down on my knees!" I said as I plummeted to the ground, dirtying my jeans. "Lee will you be my girlfriend!?" She laughed, and looked around.
"Andy we literally met an hour ago! Do you even know my last name?" She asked me.
"No.." I said sheepishly, "But you can tell me! Tell me everything about you, and then I'll tell you everything about myself. Then we will know each other! I'll tell you absolutely everything, even things my own mother doesn't know, if it means I get you!" Lee's eyes softened at my words.
"Now?" She asked. I stood up, and placed a hand behind her knees and picked her up. "What are you doing!" She squirmed in my arms.
"I'm taking you somewhere more private, and then we'll finish this conversation."
"My friends!" She laughed.
"Oh they'll be fine!" I said looking around the buses. Their had to be somewhere I could take her. The sun was setting in the distance. Their was a guard rail to the interstate, and you could see the sunset perfectly. I walked towards it, and set Lee down on her feet. I sat on the rail, and Lee sat beside me. "Okay, tell me everything."
"Like what!?" She said giggling.
"Everything! Start from the beginning." I grinned at her.
"Okay, I'm Lee Emmaline Sawyer. I was born in Tallahassee, Florida and I lived there my whole life until I moved to Hollywood when I was seventeen. I moved as soon as I graduated, and I knew I wanted to pursue music, so I got a band together, we started writing music, and toured. Then we got signed to Fearless records. Now we're here." She said, and looked over at me.
"What's your birthday?" I asked her.
"July 6th, you?"
"December 26th." I smiled at her, "I'm going to get you a present, that's a month from now."
"Andy, you don't have too." She said.
"I want too." I said.
"Fine, now you know me. Your turn." She said grinning.
"My name is Andrew Dennis Biersack. I grew up in Cincinatti, Ohio. I was bullied..a lot. I didn't really fit in, and I turned to music to be my aid in life. I switched schools a lot, but eventually in the middle of my senior year I dropped out, and moved to Hollywood. I started my band back in Ohio but none of the original guys came to Hollywood with me. I found new people to be in the band, and I was sued by the original guy's who said I stole their ideas. It was along road but eventually we became decently big."
"Decently?" She rolled her eyes. "You guys are huge."
"Well thank you." I said smiling. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, she was so beautiful. "I'm just going to ask you a ton of questions." I scooted closer to her.
"Shoot." She said.
"Okay..who is your best friend?" I asked.
"Derek Sanders." She smiled.
"From Mayday Parade?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, we grew up together. Our families are friends, you?" She asked.
"I have a lot, my band, Danny Worsnop, Matt Good. Everybody." I smiled.
"That's a good way to be." She stared out at the sunset.
"Maybe. What's your favorite drink?"
"Beer." She shrugged, "You?"
"Same." I laughed. "Favorite food."
"Spinach."
"Gross!" I said making a face.
"Excuse me for being a vegatarian." She held her hands up.
"I like kraft singles, with ketchup and bacon sprinkles."
"Your calling me gross for liking spinach?" She yelled.
"At least my favorite food tastes good." I said laughing.
"Whatever." She looked down at her lap.
"Are you a virgin?" I asked her.
"No." She said laughing a bit, "I'm assuming you aren't either?" I shook my head, and shot her a 'did you even have to ask?' look.
"What did you mean you don't want to get hurt again?" I asked, biting my lip.
She sighed, "I was with a guy named Max for two years. He was my everything. One day he just, broke up with me. It was so out of the blue, next thing I know he's dating some girl named Laura and that was the end of it." She looked like she was going to cry, so I put my arm around her.
"I would never hurt you like that." I said, "Will you please be my girlfriend?"
"Yeah." She nodded, and I placed my finger under her chin, and kissed her lips softly.

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