Save Me From My Nightmares

Sienna’s POV

After a thorough assessment by the doctor I was told the good news that I was able to leave, on the strict instructions to take it easy for a while.
Andy hadn’t left my bedside for the entire time and stood ready to help me into the chair.
“I’m not an invalid!” I moaned, “I don’t need a wheelchair!”
“Sienna Foster, the doctor said you’re to take it easy so get your little butt in that chair before I put you in it” Andy said.
I scrunched up my nose and glared at him.
“See, I know you’re trying to be menacing but all your managing to do right now is look adorable” Andy chuckled.
I blushed, Andy thought I looked cute; this was new.
“And the blushing is even more adorable” Andy smiled.
I scowled and threw my shoe at his head. He caught it effortlessly out of the air and waggled it at me.
“Violence, Miss Foster, will get you nowhere, now I have your shoe so you cant walk anywhere. Get your ass in the wheelchair”
“Fine!” I whined and flopped down into the stupid thing.
As soon as we were out of the view of the doctor, Andy said, “Lets see what this thing can do” and started speeding up the corridor, passing some very shocked nurses on the way, I screamed with delight and Andy laughed as we shot out through the doors and into the parking lot.
“You crazy fucker” I said, still giggling. Andy just flashed one of his million watt smiles that made my heart flutter and helped me into the front seat of his black Camaro.

Andy pulled into the parking lot of the hotel that he and the band had been staying in for their show.
“Now the guys don’t know you, so they might be a bit overwhelming, so if you want to take it easy and not meet….”
I cut him off “I’ve been waiting for this day my entire life Biersack, let’s get going!”
Andy smiled at me, got out of the car and walked around to help me out. He grabbed my bag off the back seat and threw it over his shoulder, then took my arm and led me into the lobby.
Andy walked up to the desk and asked about getting me a room.
“I’m afraid all of our rooms are fully booked for tonight Mr. Biersack” informed the receptionist.
Andy turned around, bit his lip and said, “I guess we’re roommates”.
“Eww I have to share a room with your stinky ass” I said jokingly.
“Hey, its not my fault you damsel-in-distress-ed everywhere before I had the chance to take a shower after the show, but seeing as you love it so much…” Andy ran at me and wrapped me in a hug. I screamed and yelled “Get your smelly ass off me before I kick you in your manhood, Biersack!”
Andy feigned a hurt expression and held his hand to his heart.
“Come on then kiddo” He jerked his head to towards the elevator. “Lets go and introduce you to the guys”
“Fuck yeah!” I yelled and took off towards the elevator.

Andy unlocked the door to his room and put my bag down on the spare double bed.
“Make yourself at home” He said. He lifted his shirt and sniffed it, “fuck me, I do stink, shower time” he announced before darting into the bathroom, making me chuckle.
I walked over to the bed and pulled open my bag to assess the damage. My clothes seemed fine just damp, my phone was a lost cause. I got to the bottom of the bag where I’d packed all my posters and CD’s and started screaming.
“Sienna?! What’s wrong?” Andy shouted, catapulting out of the bathroom, worry plastered all over his face.
“My posters and CD covers!” I wailed, “They’re all fucking ruined, for fucks sa….” What I was saying disappeared from my head as I looked at Andy, watching the worry disappear from his face replaced with manic laughter, but I was concentrating on his body, covered with just a towel he had grabbed while dashing out of the shower. My eyes travelled from his soaking hair, angelic features and perfectly sculpted, sud-covered abs. I was vaguely aware I was practically drooling and I shook my head and met his eyes. He’d stopped laughing, looked down at himself and then met my gaze with one eyebrow raised. “Like what you see Miss Foster?” He asked, chuckling. I blushed scarlet. “I like it when I can make you blush. You are one crazy girl” He ruffled my hair, smiling at me before heading back to the bathroom.
Wow I’ve got to stop this, nothing will ever happen between him and me. It was such a shame that towel was in the way. My god Sienna! What the hell are you thinking? Cut it out I told myself.
I walked over to the huge mirror and grimaced in horror at my reflection, the bruise around my eye was still spectacularly blue; my hair and makeup were a disaster. I grabbed some foundation and tried to cover what I could. I then raked a brush though my tangled black hair as best I could with only one arm.
“Fucking fabulous, the day I actually get to meet my idols, I look like fucking death warmed up,” I mumbled to myself.
“You look fine kid,” Andy said, walking up behind me in the mirror, fresh from his shower, still in that towel.
I spun round, “I’m not a kid,” I stated. Andy then leaned closer to me, his lips an inch from mine. Shit he’s gonna kiss me. “What are you doing?” I asked.
He looked at my lips and dragged his gaze up to meet my eyes. He smiled a lazy smile and pulled on the draw behind me.
“Just grabbing some clothes,” he said, pulling out black jeans and a t-shirt. He then turned round and went back into the bathroom.
I let out a breath; I didn’t realize I’d been holding it. Fuck, there’s no use denying it, I had it bad for this guy, I cant believe I thought he was going to kiss me, he’d never think about me like that. I sighed and turned back to the mirror to try and put on a little mascara.

Andy’s POV

Fuck, that was close, how does she affect me so much? I was this close to pinning her against the wall and closing that agonizing gap between our lips. I looked at myself in the mirror, I’m no good for her and she’s just a kid, I have to stop these thoughts. I shook my head and tried to push them from my head.
I pulled on my clothes, not bothering to dry my hair and took a deep breath before walking back out into the bedroom.
She was still standing by the mirror; trying to put mascara on with one arm, tongue sticking out of her mouth in concentration. She was still wearing my hoody and jeans and she looked goddamn adorable.
“Take a picture, Biersack, it’ll last longer,” She said giggling, meeting my eyes in the mirror.
I couldn’t help but smile; I’d never met a girl so wonderfully interesting before.
“I was just thinking that we should sort you out with some clothes since I’d like my favorite hoody back at some point” I said smiling.
She looked down at herself, “oh I don’t think your ever getting this back Biersack,” she said with a sly smile.
I closed the gap between us and looked down at her. “Oh we’ll see about that kid”.

Notes

This one is a bit longer, i finally figured out where I'm going with this story and i hope you guys will bear with me while it all unfolds :)