Higher Than Heaven

Later that night, a loud bang on my door wakes me up. Tiredly I get off the couch and head over to the door. Taking a peak through the peephole, I see a drunken Andy standing there. Against what my brain is telling me, I open the door. Andy stands there looking at me with bloodshot eyes. I silently step aside, letting him into my apartment.

“What’s up?” I ask, not really knowing what to say.

“I broke up with Amber.” He slurs before plopping down onto my couch.

“Then why aren’t you out celebrating your freedom?” I ask as I sit down next to him. “You can be doing a lot better things that sitting on your ex-fiancé’s couch.”

“You shouldn’t have the “ex” part of that title.” He slurs once more. “I was so stupid to have cheated on you. You were the best thing that had ever happened to me. You saved my life in more ways than one.” I can feel my heart skip a beat as tears well up in my eyes.

“We all make mistakes.” I quietly tell him.

“I seem to be the king of them.” He mutters before looking at me with glossy, bloodshot eyes. “You deserve so much more. You deserve to be happy and I can’t be the guy that brings you that happiness.”

“No matter what ever happens between us, you’ll always be that guy that brings me unconditional happiness.” I admit with my voice cracking. “I may act bitchy towards you but, I’ll always love you Andy.” He gives me a crooked smile before leaning in to kiss me. I pull away, earning a pout from him. “You’re drunk, you probably won’t remember any of this.” He’s about to open his mouth to say something when the alarm on my phone goes up; telling me I’ve got to get ready for my tattoo appointment.

“I guess I should be going.” He frowns.

“No, you’re staying here. You’re more than welcome to crash out on my bed.” I tell him. “In fact, hand over your keys; you’re not going anywhere.” He just chuckles before shifting his body enough for him to get his keys out of his pocket. He then tosses them to me.

“You’re too nice you know that?” He chuckles.

“Why because I’m not letting you drive drunk?” I question. “I’m just a decent human being, that’s all. Now you free to roam my apartment, just don’t puke on my bed.” I tell him. “I’ve got to go. I’ve got a date with CC and Ashley to get some ink done tonight.”

“Are you and CC dating?” He asks me, causing a chuckle to escape my lips.

“Don’t worry about it Biersack.” I tell him before kissing his forehead. “You’re my only rockstar.” He just chuckles before curling up with a pillow. A smile creeps onto my lips as I pick up my keys and walk out my apartment and to my car. God, I wish I didn’t love that boy…

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