Fifty Shades Of Andrew Biersack

I walked fast through the entrance of the building and headed towards my car. Once inside I took a deep long breath and I stared at my hands that rested on the steering wheel. They were shaking like crazy and I could feel how the adrenaline started to come to an end. God, I felt like sleeping for two hours. I aired the back of my shirt in an attempt to cool down. God, I was sweating and I haven’t even noticed. I grabbed the steering wheel hard and started the engine.

As I was driving down the road I replayed the interview in my head. In my head I screwed up like a million times. I was so glad that it was over.

I parked my car in the garage and when I came home there were three new messages, all from Tara.
“Hello girl! Are you home yet? Call me when you get this, ok Bye!”
“Nikki! Come on, You gotta tell me all about him! Can’t wait, call me!”
“It’s been three hours, what the fuck were you doing?! Call me, alright, bye!”

I shook my head with a smile. That is so typical Tara. I know I’m the opposite of hers. She’s the long blonde hair and the pretty face, not to talk about her almost perfect boobs that most of the time is the main reason why guys flock around her. I on the other hand, I’m the short, skinny but not too thin nor fat girl with dark brown hair. I dress average and I rarely wear the high amount of make up that other girls do. I’m 19 years old and I’m going for a career.

I unlocked my iphone and called Tara. When she heard I was back home, she hung up and knocked on my door fifteen minutes later.
- “Soo, Tell me all about him!”
- “I don’t know what there is to tell, Tara.” I mumbled. My whole body was shivering when I thought of him.
- “What was he like?”
- “He was, charismatic, confident, I can understand your interest.” I mumbled.
- “…and he’s a fine looking man!” she said and made a face. “Come on, not even you can deny that.” She said and smiled that perfect smile.
- “Uh, yeah I guess...” I mumbled as I poured a cup of coffee.

Tara was so excited that she had to listen through the tape twice. I just sat there, pretending to have other important things to do. I don’t even think she had the time to notice my shiver everything his deep voice made a sound.
- “What does he mean with ‘I don’t do girlfriends’?” Tara said disappointed
- “I don’t know.” I said uninterested but remembered those blue eyes, burning through my skin.

That night I was writing a draft but by 8 o’clock I was exhausted and decided to go to sleep. I fell asleep fast, in a haze of tattoos, rock and roll and ice blue eyes that stared into my soul.

I woke up not so rested at all. My head hurt and my whole body felt numb. I had totally over slept and since this was one of my days off, I grabbed my camera and headed for the park down town.
Photography was one of my favorite hobbies. Whenever I had the time, I would just grab my beloved Canon and go out and take shots of whatever I could find.

As I lay on my stomach in the grass, taking photos of some kids playing around I suddenly felt watched. I put the camera down and looked over my shoulder. Mother of god…

- “Miss Cox, what a pleasant surprise.” He said behind his shades.
I rolled to my back and stood up.
- “H-hello Mr Biersack.”
What the fuck is he doing on the other side of LA? I felt so trashy standing there in my grey hoodie and face him, looking fabulous as always. His black hair was neatly fixed, either side of his head shaved and black hair fell down the right side of his face. It continued back down his neck where it had a little more length and it fell perfectly on one of his shoulders.

- “What a nice sight.” He said pleased and looked at me, then towards the kids.
- “What? No, I was just photographing the kids playing. I-I mean it’s not like that, It’s for my portfolio… I-I mean…” I realized I had fucked up once again in front of Andrew Biersack and I just wanted to kill myself.
- “Miss Cox. Breathe.” He said calm.
- “It’s Nicole. Well, Nikki is fine” I muttered ashamed and he cocked his head to the right like he was analyzing me.
- “So, how’s that article coming along?” He suddenly asked and moved his shades to the top of his head. Oh, something that I can actually answer without sounding like a complete moron!
- “Uh, great. It’s going to print next week.”
- “Looking forward to reading it.” He said professionally. What does he want?!
- “Great. Got everything you needed?” He stared down at me with concerned look.
- “Yeah, it should be fine.” I smiled up at him only to find him not even looking at me. What the fuck are you doing? My conscious screamed at me.
After beating up myself inside my head He suddenly turned to me again, handing me a white card.
- “Here. If there’s anything else you need to ask me. Call me. My number and email is on the card.” He held the white card between his index- and long-finger, and pointed it directly at me with a wry smile. I bit my lip and stared at it.
- "please don't do that, biting your lip i mean." He demanded
i looked up and stared confused at him.
- “I’ll see you around Miss Cox.” He said with a deep and raspy voice and put his shades back on and walked away.
Oh dang, what the hell?

- “No way!! What was he doing there!?” Tara shouted when I told her the next day.
- “I have no idea…” I mumbled “He was asking me about the article and then he gave me his card” I shrugged
- “You have Andy Biersacks NUMBER?! OH MY GOD! He’s totally into you!” Tara’s face was shining up.
- “What?! No way!” I defended myself. “It was one of them cards, I bet he give those to his fans too.”
- “Uh, No! come on, let’s call him!” Tara ran and got the phone.
- “No way! And ask what? Come on it’s a stupid idea. I just want to finish this article so I can move on.” I mumbled sad.

Notes

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