The Overprotective One

My brother sighed as he flopped down on the couch in the tour bus. The war paint he had put on before his show was mostly sweated off and his eye makeup had been smudged. His long hair was parted over to one side and caked with grease. God, he needs a shower.

"You're back early" I said checking the clock. "10:32. Andy, I think that's a record." He groaned and rolled himself face first into the couch. I laughed and come from behind the small kitchen counter grabbing my small, almost full, binder. Andy turned to face me as I walked towards him to get to the bunks. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. I looked down at my older brother.

"Can I help you?"

"Put something over your butt. That skirt is too short. Go put on sweats or something." He growled. I looked down at my skirt.

"I like this skirt, Andy."

"Look the guys will be coming in later, and most likely they will all be drunk. So what's to stop them from looking at your butt or going further..." He trailed off then shuddered.

"I doubt that will happen Andy. They aren't like that."

"Well I don't trust them. And plus I am older so you have to listen."

"Yes I have to listen but I don't have to do what you say." His hold on my wrist tightened.

"Nyx, go into our bunk, and change into something that covers your butt, or I will take you in there, and put you in a hoodie and sweat pants myself." I groaned and didn't bother moving.
Andy stood up and I screamed trying to get away. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and carried me to the private bunk we shared. He took out a large black hoodie and threw it at my face. He pulled out a pair of purple sweatpants and threw them at me too.

"Change into those."

"Well I can't with you there!" I shouted. Without another word, he stepped out of the bunk room and locked the door from the outside. I grunted and changed into the hoodie and sweats. I went to the door and knocked. "May I come out now?"

"Nope. I don't think so," Andy said. I could almost hear the smirk in his voice.


"What?! ANDY! LET ME OUT!" I screamed. I heard him unlock the door and he opened it slightly. I jumped on him sending him backwards.

"OW!" He exclaimed. He laughed and regained his balance as I clambered down from him. I walked into the little living space.

The band still was not back yet and Andy had stayed back in bunks, probably to use baby wipes to clean off all the makeup and change. I laid on the couch and turned on the t.v. hoping for something good to be showing. It was just my luck. The t.v. turned right to Spongebob. I giggled and squealed as Ashley stepped onto the bus. I blushed and he stared at my face.

"Well, this is awkward..."

Notes

OKAY! So, Hai, I am Immortalitysuitsyou, and this my first BVB fanficton, but not my first fanfiction.
If you guys would like me to continue let me know. WARING: WILL BE SMUT IN LATER CHAPTERS.

Edited by Ash the Rebel on August 14, 2014.