Fifty Shades Of Andrew Biersack

I felt like I was sinking through the ground as we sat in silence for what seemed to be hours. Andy was watching me and I could die to get into his mind at this point.
- “Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom.” I said and stood up. He nodded politely at me and went back to reading the magazine.

As I locked the door behind me I almost ran up to the sink and stared at my pale face in the mirror. “Get it together!” I growled with my teeth clenched together. I turned on the water and carefully cooled my face, without messing up the little make up that I had put on. I sat down on the toilet seat for a moment and took three deep breaths. What is going on? Why is he sitting there like this is a coffee date?! Is this a coffee date?

After a few more minutes I heard a knock on the door. “Nikki!?” I took a deep breath and decided that I was done. I had to take control of my feelings and keep this as professional as possible. I turned the doorknob and opened the door to find Andy standing right in front of me. The smell of perfume and linen filled my nostrils and I could feel his breath on my skin. I looked up and stared deeply into his blue eyes. Damn, I want to kiss his lips so bad! Just nibble a little at the delicious bottom lip of his. Come on! Kiss me, damn it!

- “Don’t.” I kept looking at him with my brains screaming.
“Please Nikki, You don’t want this. I’m not the man for you.” He turned his head away from me and stepped back to make me some room to pass. What is he doing?! No, No, no!
Have I read all his signals wrong? My head was a mess and for a moment I just wanted to go home and cry in shame.
- “Thank you.” I muttered disappointed and walked pass him.

He followed me back out to the table where I collected my stuff, to go home. I felt so stupid for actually thinking he wanted me. He doesn’t want me. Why would he want a girl like you anyway? my conscious beat me up.
- “Thank you for your time and the tea.” I mumbled
- “Nikki,.. I…” he stops and the regret in his voice demands me to stop so I turn around and peek up at him. He frowns as he runs his hand through his hair. His expression is torn, frustrated, all his confidence seemed to be gone.
- “You what?” I snap irritated, what was this piece of man going to say to me next?
- “Looking forward to reading the article.” He mumbled and rubbed his eyes in frustration with his fingers.
That was all he has to say?
- “Yeah sure.” I answered with sarcasm and anger. “Goodbye, sir” I turned around and walked fast out of the café.

I walked the five blocks home without turning my head, without thinking. Straight to my apartment where I crashed on the floor the minute I walked through the door. Tears fell down my face and I hated myself for feeling this way. I pulled my legs clos and rested my forehead on my knees. I cried hopeless tears of denial. How could I be so heartbroken over some thing I doubted so much, only to be proven right? I can’t deny that my heart beat faster when I’m around him. I wanted him like I’ve never wanted a man before, but he doesn’t want me so what’s the point?

This is why I’m so much better off without men. Somehow it felt so much better crying. My head has been busy with blue eyes, tattoos and delicious lips. I’m exhausted.

I woke up by my phone calling. Damn, my body hurt. Somehow I had fallen asleep on the bare floor.
- “Yes?” I mumbled.
- “Hey girl, how about some wine and girls night at your place tonight?” Tara squeaked at the other end.
- “Yeah, sure.” I was tired, still angry and most of all I felt numb.
- “Are you okay? What happened?” Tara’s magical power. She always know when something’s wrong.
- “Nothing,…” I hesitated “…I’ll tell you about it when you get here,. Okay… bye”

While I waited for Tara to arrive I walked up to my computer and opened my emails. I clicked on my boss email and confirmed the meeting.



To: Frank Gates
From: Nicole Cox
Subject: Interview confirmed.

Hello,
I was meeting with Mr Biersack this afternoon and he had nothing to add to the story. The album will be released sometime next year, but other than that. He had nothing more to say.

//Nikki



That should do it. This was my last and final involvement with this article and this man. Tomorrow it will go to print and I will be off the hook. I sighed as I heard the door open and Taras high heels clicked against the parquet floor.
- “Honey what happened?!” She panted when she saw my face as I stepped out in the living room. Damn, she had a gift knowing these kinds of things.
- “It’s okay.” I put on that one and only fake smile that I knew would fool Tara.
- “Did things not go well at the interview?”
- “No, it went… well.” I stared down at my hands. “I got the answers I wanted.”
- “So, why have you been crying then?” she poured me a glass of white wine. I took a large sip and closed my eyes.
- “Because,.. “ I hesitated and I felt the anger and tears bubbling inside. “It’s over. I’m just glad this rollercoaster ride is over, Tara.” I smiled once again.

Notes

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