Arranged marriage to a Jerk (Andy Biersack love story.) (On Hold editing and whatnot)
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"So saccharine," Maggie snicker throwing me with a bread stick, "The bed broke and you just hate him, I mean if my bed broke i would stay with that man, hell or high water."
I sneer shaking my head side to side. "You supposed to my make me feel superior not talk about how the bed broke you idiot."
She lifts her hands up shaking to and fro, "I know, I know. But what am I suppose to say? Heaven hinder you actually fall for him." Maggie teased wiggling her eye brows. "That would be just so wrong." She leaned in with a pout. "Or is it, wrong I mean to fall in love with a man who is superior in bed and not to mention its non any man but your spouse."
“You know,” I respire. “I can shoot you know the way I am feeling,” I look down to my watch seeing it’s just after twelve. “You are coming with me to the studio, I need bring my spouse some lunch before he hulk out on me again,” I pulled a fifty from my wallet and toss it on the counter.
Thirty minutes later I came to the spinning doors of the building, my best friend Pickering following me. “Looking for Andrew Biersack,” I articulate to the babyish pale female behind the reception desk.
“Who is looking for him?” she request batting her extended lashes. “I’ve been giving straight convention that no one is permissible to distinguish Mr. Biersack,” she looks down and sighed. “Only on his listing is Alyssa Cooper.”
“Well I am his wife, Alyssa so you mind giving me one of that insignia, I brought him some lunch, or does the burger also require a listing?” I shatter with a taut beam.
She returned the smile and hand me a badge, I walked in with Maggie still following me. “That was bad ass.” Maggie snickered. “Like you are ghastly ass,”
“I have been told.” I laugh opening the door to the studio. Andy looked up and smiled. “Lunch,” I whisper handing him the green bag.
“Mr. Black.” Maggie curtsied. “Handsome as ever.”
I just rolled my eyes and sighed. “I will be spending the day with Maggie so don’t bother waiting up.”
I twirled around but not before I got caught by the wrist. “You are my date for the AP magazine awards.”
“Are you asking or telling me?” I snap.
“Telling.” He responds. “Be sure you look nice.” I yanked my hand from his grip and just gave a scoff.
“So I think that Valentino would be pretty dandy about now.” Maggie smirked.
“Right,” I nod. Kill me now.
I sneer shaking my head side to side. "You supposed to my make me feel superior not talk about how the bed broke you idiot."
She lifts her hands up shaking to and fro, "I know, I know. But what am I suppose to say? Heaven hinder you actually fall for him." Maggie teased wiggling her eye brows. "That would be just so wrong." She leaned in with a pout. "Or is it, wrong I mean to fall in love with a man who is superior in bed and not to mention its non any man but your spouse."
“You know,” I respire. “I can shoot you know the way I am feeling,” I look down to my watch seeing it’s just after twelve. “You are coming with me to the studio, I need bring my spouse some lunch before he hulk out on me again,” I pulled a fifty from my wallet and toss it on the counter.
Thirty minutes later I came to the spinning doors of the building, my best friend Pickering following me. “Looking for Andrew Biersack,” I articulate to the babyish pale female behind the reception desk.
“Who is looking for him?” she request batting her extended lashes. “I’ve been giving straight convention that no one is permissible to distinguish Mr. Biersack,” she looks down and sighed. “Only on his listing is Alyssa Cooper.”
“Well I am his wife, Alyssa so you mind giving me one of that insignia, I brought him some lunch, or does the burger also require a listing?” I shatter with a taut beam.
She returned the smile and hand me a badge, I walked in with Maggie still following me. “That was bad ass.” Maggie snickered. “Like you are ghastly ass,”
“I have been told.” I laugh opening the door to the studio. Andy looked up and smiled. “Lunch,” I whisper handing him the green bag.
“Mr. Black.” Maggie curtsied. “Handsome as ever.”
I just rolled my eyes and sighed. “I will be spending the day with Maggie so don’t bother waiting up.”
I twirled around but not before I got caught by the wrist. “You are my date for the AP magazine awards.”
“Are you asking or telling me?” I snap.
“Telling.” He responds. “Be sure you look nice.” I yanked my hand from his grip and just gave a scoff.
“So I think that Valentino would be pretty dandy about now.” Maggie smirked.
“Right,” I nod. Kill me now.
Well im obsessed
3/27/16