Arranged marriage to a Jerk (Andy Biersack love story.) (On Hold editing and whatnot)

I woke with the most awful headache ever. "I am never drinking again." I grumble to myself wiping the saliva from my mouth.

I push myself up with a heavy groan. "Andy? Andy?" I whisper.

He walk into the hotel room with a small smile. Oh god. I ran into the bathroom puking my lungs out. "Uh.." Coughing hard letting everything out.

"How ya feeling?"I did not respond. "I guess mixing whiskey and vodka was a bad combination huh?"

I roll my eyes holding the toilet seat. "I can still taste the tequila."

"You know what's the best way to cure a hang over. A greasy sandwich served up in a dirty astray."

I puked once again. "Oh god I hate you."

He chuckled leaning on the door frame. "I know you do." I look up with a weary expression. "I guess you don't remember what happen last night do you?"

"Go away please." A satisfy look came on his face as he shook his head. "Need some aspirin?"

"No thanks house." I mummer lifting myself up from the seat stumbling towards him. "We should get breakfast."

"First you need to brush your teeth." He laughs walking back into the room.

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A few minutes later I emerge back with a pair of black short, red cow boy boots a red simple plan tank top. My hair in all different directions. "You know," I whisper with a small smile. "Thank you for keeping an eye on me."

He shrug on his leather jacket with his brow arch. "Are you ready?"

"I am."

We came down to the breakfast buffet. Andy grabbed pancakes and bacon while I took a piece of bread, pickles, bacon, eggs tomatoes a bowl of strawberries. I sit down plunging into my break fast. "You might as well eat everything."

"Shut up Andrew." I groan.

He removed his phone pressing a random number on his key pad, placing it to his ear he gulp his whiskey. "Ashley what do you got?" I just gaze at him licking the syrup from my lips. "To be honest with you man, after the new release album I am not up for warped tour." What's warped tour? "Yeah I know we skip a few." He sigh heavily. "I will talk to my wife." With that he slam the phone shut. "What do you think about traveling the continual U.S with four guys and your husband?"

I arch my brow bursting from laughter. "No way in hell."

"What I thought as well." He breaths. "But will you come visit me?"

"Sounds reasonable." I nod biting into my crispy bacon.

"Alyssa," licking his lips he grab my hand squeezing it tight. "No cheating."

"Why would I cheat?" I whisper cocking my head to one side. "Please tell me why?"

"I am just saying." He spats yanking his grip away. "Warped tour is at least for 6 weeks. Promise me you will come least for 2 weeks."

"Andy but what about my job?" I inquire with a gasp.

"I am sure your boss won't mind." He states calmly.

I lean back in my chair eyeing him impassively. "You are impossible."

"I am." He smiles. "Aren't I?"

Great just great. The hit keep on coming.

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