The Preacher's Daughter

My conclusions was dead set. "Mm." Andrew grumbles as he sleeps. Am I really marrying this man today? Am I sure of this? If not than I will either be in prison or be married to man I am not sure if I love.


Hell I actually killed someone for him. Am I that I don't know a stalker. The thought that was racing through my mind is; what will it be like? What will marriage actually be like? Me cleaning and being the good little wife while andy goes on his trips fucking a fan in the alley, he comes back make love to me and bam he goes back. Will I be a desperate house wife for Andrew Biersack?


"Hey?" I look to my side, and I got welcomed by piercing blue eyes. How could I not love him. He is perfect.

"Can't sleep." I mummer eyeing the clock that's says 3am.

"You nervous?"


Me nervous? "No I am not nervous just -scared for you not loving me or scared that don't love you back- nervous." Giving him a small smile.


He pulled him self up resting his head on the wall. "Before we do this we need to say everything we want to say Gracen. I want to know everything about you."


"Right back at you?" There is one question that keeps me awake at night. Was this the chance to ask him. Is this the chance I can maybe get out of this relationship? Or will it just pull me back in?

"Fine." He nods.


"Vending machine." I whisper tuning my body to him. "It all starts with a vending machine. The night I met you."

"I looked at your butt the entire time." He smirks making me blush crimson.

"Yes. Apart from that; Andy I never knew I would be here, I thought I would never see you again. I never thought I would be with you. You were just the vending trucker guy."


Andy's brow arch. I giggle shaking my head. "That's what Mary called you."

"Ah." He laughs.


"When I actually met you I was certain it won't last because I was facing the cold harden facts. I was a preacher's daughter, never swore went to church every sunday and never had sex. You were a rock star with tattoos is an atheist and always had sex, or whatever. I never, ever in a million years thought we could be,"

"Where are you heading with this Gracen?"



I sigh heavily grabbing his hand. "You were sweet to me, in bed and in person. But when I heard you and Danny talking about your little virgin meaning me and I confronted you about it you changed," I snap my fingers. "Just like that. And than the 'Juliet thing.' You said you broke up cause she did not accept your life style. What is your life style Andy?"


"Sweetie this is way beyond your pay grade, you are crossing the line here."


I smirk shaking my head. "Crossing the line is fucking someone in the butt without permission, crossing the line is killing someone. So yeah I have already crossed that line, and damn Andy is not good to be bad, but I can't help it. You bring the worst out of me, something I never knew existed. So please tell me who the fuck is that man who cornered me telling me 'I was his' , cause that man ain't the man I fell in love with at the park."


His eyes went wide. And my heart begin to speed up. A train ready to crash. Shit here it goes. The question I always wanted to ask. "Andy are you a dominant?"

"Yes."

Notes

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