The Metalheads

"So what do you wanna do now Andy?"

We had come straight to my house after school, and watched every single Batman movie I owned. As the last one ended, he intertwined his fingers with mine and rested his head on my shoulder. My heart fluttered and I couldn't help but blush as he smiled at me. I redirected my thoughts to early that morning.

"Who attacked me this morning?" He looked up from the stack of movies he was flipping through.

"I don't know, all I remember seeing was a big dude in a navy blue hoodie." Hmm. I vaguely remembered seeing a navy blue hoodie somewhere. Then, something clicked in my brain as I dashed upstairs.

As my bedroom door creaked open, I scanned the room for the hoodie. It was lying right beneath my feet. I picked it up and caught a whiff of it. It smelled of expensive cologne and smoke. As I walked over to my bed and sat down, Andy appeared in the doorway.

"Did you find it?" He asked as he joined me on my bed. I held it up to examine it more.

"Yep. It was laying over there on the floor." Andy took it from my hands and held it up to himself.

"Do you have any idea of who it would've been?" I shrugged as I grabbed a small pillow from behind him and wrapped myself around it, making myself appear smaller than I already was. I thought for a minute, then the answer came to me.

"Oh god," I began.

"What?" he asked. I stood up for emphasis.

"Who is the one person who would hate me enough to come into my house at 4 in the morning and bash me on the head?" Andy gave me that look that said he knew the answer. I sighed and sat back down next to him, putting my head in my hands. Andy started to say something, but pulled back. Instead, he took my hands and helped me up.

Then, he snaked his skinny arms around the small of my back and kissed me. On the cheek, then the forehead, then the neck, and finally the lips. His lips were incredibly soft, his lip ring was cool underneath my mouth. He finally pulled away to catch his breath. But after a few seconds, he went right back at it. Sliding his hands under my thighs, he pushed me backwards lightly further onto my bed, and kissed my neck again.

"You make me forget about every worry I ever had," He whispered in between breaths. His breath was warm on my skin, and it made my spine tingle. "You make me forget about my past...and the rest of the world."

He lifted his head to move back to my lips, this time kissing me a little harder. I could feel my desire for him growing.

What was it that made him so irresistible? Was it the way he held onto my hips as he kissed me? Or was it the way he let his hair fall in front of his adorable face?

Was it his crystal blue eyes, that pulled you in if you stared too long? Or was it that he seemed to be one of the only people that truly understood me and accepted my flaws?

Whatever it was, I loved every bit of it. I loved him. But did he really love me?

Notes

Here's chapter 5! I hope you guys like it and feedback is always accepted. Thanks for reading!!

♡♡~Madisonrobo

Hey guys! A new chapter for my stories will be up as well, stay patient Pinjas! ~Andy'sPanda38