Arranged marriage to a Jerk (Andy Biersack love story.) (On Hold editing and whatnot)
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My palm twitched as i just eyed the man in front of me who demanded i make him breakfast, the sudden urge just to slap the living hell out of him occurred three times. "Breakfast," i whisper sliding the bacon and eggs over to him, i crash on the seat pushing my head into my hands, my head throbbing and teasing me from the night before.
"How many of your friends are coming to the wedding?"
I look up between my fingers shaking my head. "I don't know, a few." i say breathlessly, "seeing all your band mates will be there as well?"
"I don't like it, but yes." he sighs placing the piece of bacon in his mouth. "Taste good." he mumbles opening the newspaper to page eight.
Andy's hair slid back as he is wearing a rip shirt showing of his tattoos, My lips became dry, "Is rude to stare." he says bemused with a small smirk.
I lick my lips pushing myself up from the chair. "There is not much to look anyway," i grumble. "i need to unpack."
"Alyssa," he grumbles standing up. "My carpet." Andy points to living area eyeing my low cut gym top.
"Its rude to stare." i hissed.
"not much to look at anyway," he smiles biting the bottom of his lip. A simple groan escape my mouth pushing him away from me. "Alyssa." he frowned down at me. Cupping my elbow, he slightly turn me around. "I am still mad."
i blinked up at him, confused at his nonchalance. "Why do you care so much?"
"Did you sleep with anyone?" his voice crust and rigid.
"Its not of your business but no, i am not a cheater nor will i ever be." i state coldly. "But i did dance my ass of thank you for asking."
his face turned dark as that blue marbles magnify. "Really?"
"Yeah, i am having a lunch date with my friend, so please remove your hand from my arm." without saying any thing he step back holding up his hands in the air. "Thank you." The heavy air became lighter as i emerge to my room, thank heavens we are not sleeping in the same bed, that would just be catastrophic.
Seeing i showered already i just clothed myself in my white jean skirt, black flats a low cut v-neck tank top. I twirl my hair in a side bun and pulled out my Tiffany diamond earings out of the jewelry box. I march down stairs seeing Andy pacing up and down the living area. "Andy." i descent from the stair case with a heavy groan. "in two days we are getting married, is there something i should know like do you have a girlfriend, if you do please say so. I broke up with mine for the sake of this weird marriage."
He looks up shaking his head. "I don't do girlfriends, apparently i just skip all that and marry her."
"hey!" i bellow. "I am just as pissed as you okay," my voice lower than i thought, like i want to burst into tears any second. "Just don't make a fool out of me, i already lost the one i love, i don't wanna lose my father as well."
"You should've thought of that when you ditched us and went to a club with you slut of a best friend and grinding on losers."
"Oh my god," i gasp. "Are you jealous?
"Do i look jealous?" he whispers cocking his head to one side.
"No," i shook my head. "You like a an emotionless robot. I have to go," i grab my bag and walked out with a roll of my eyes.
i poked at my Ceaser chicken salad eyeing my friend. "Yeah like that,"
"He called me a slut?" Maggie inquires with a heavy gasp. "That son of a bitch." she scold.
"He called my boss Maggie, i mean what am i going to do?"Andy already showed hints on how possessive he could be, we are engaged now, how are we gonna be when we're married.
"Don't strangle yourself," Maggie said. "Someone like Andy Biersack would never fall for a girl like you, i mean come on."
A small smile form on my lips. "That's what i am afraid of, not that he will fall for me, but i for him." I admitted.
"Oh yeah," she rolls her eyes picking up her glass of champagne. "if he screws you don't come crying on my doorstep."
"I am not that easy!" i protested.
"but neither is he," she chuckles taking me in with her green bright eyes, "Gotta stock up."
i burst from laughter shaking my head. "I am not stocking up on condoms Maggie, This is going to be like freshman year of college, before i was force to drop out. i will make dinner, wash his clothes be a good little wife and ta-da!"
"But what about the sex?"
"What about it?" i ask confused.
"uh, i think you should dust of B.O.B."
My brow arch as the rim of the glass came to my lips. "Even though i love talking to you about battery operational boyfriends, that's not gonna happen. Unlike you i know how to survive without sex." I state with a slight pout.
"Yeah right," she giggles shaking her head. "Your vibrator is waiting for you, unlike me who has the real thing."
"Wow," i breathed."Andy was right you are a slut."
She burst from laughter throwing a bread stick in my direction. "Get out that vibrator cause trust me he ain't gonna screw you until you beg em to. Andy looks the type," she grins standing up, her Chanel bag hang off her arm as she throws a 100 on the table. "Manicure and pedicure's?"
"Sounds good," i sighed pushing myself up. "And i need to go to the shop." i mummer bowing my head. "For uh batteries."
A wicked grin came on my best friends face. "Nice, buy a whole set okay?"
I giggle and nod. "yeah, like u said gonna need it."
"How many of your friends are coming to the wedding?"
I look up between my fingers shaking my head. "I don't know, a few." i say breathlessly, "seeing all your band mates will be there as well?"
"I don't like it, but yes." he sighs placing the piece of bacon in his mouth. "Taste good." he mumbles opening the newspaper to page eight.
Andy's hair slid back as he is wearing a rip shirt showing of his tattoos, My lips became dry, "Is rude to stare." he says bemused with a small smirk.
I lick my lips pushing myself up from the chair. "There is not much to look anyway," i grumble. "i need to unpack."
"Alyssa," he grumbles standing up. "My carpet." Andy points to living area eyeing my low cut gym top.
"Its rude to stare." i hissed.
"not much to look at anyway," he smiles biting the bottom of his lip. A simple groan escape my mouth pushing him away from me. "Alyssa." he frowned down at me. Cupping my elbow, he slightly turn me around. "I am still mad."
i blinked up at him, confused at his nonchalance. "Why do you care so much?"
"Did you sleep with anyone?" his voice crust and rigid.
"Its not of your business but no, i am not a cheater nor will i ever be." i state coldly. "But i did dance my ass of thank you for asking."
his face turned dark as that blue marbles magnify. "Really?"
"Yeah, i am having a lunch date with my friend, so please remove your hand from my arm." without saying any thing he step back holding up his hands in the air. "Thank you." The heavy air became lighter as i emerge to my room, thank heavens we are not sleeping in the same bed, that would just be catastrophic.
Seeing i showered already i just clothed myself in my white jean skirt, black flats a low cut v-neck tank top. I twirl my hair in a side bun and pulled out my Tiffany diamond earings out of the jewelry box. I march down stairs seeing Andy pacing up and down the living area. "Andy." i descent from the stair case with a heavy groan. "in two days we are getting married, is there something i should know like do you have a girlfriend, if you do please say so. I broke up with mine for the sake of this weird marriage."
He looks up shaking his head. "I don't do girlfriends, apparently i just skip all that and marry her."
"hey!" i bellow. "I am just as pissed as you okay," my voice lower than i thought, like i want to burst into tears any second. "Just don't make a fool out of me, i already lost the one i love, i don't wanna lose my father as well."
"You should've thought of that when you ditched us and went to a club with you slut of a best friend and grinding on losers."
"Oh my god," i gasp. "Are you jealous?
"Do i look jealous?" he whispers cocking his head to one side.
"No," i shook my head. "You like a an emotionless robot. I have to go," i grab my bag and walked out with a roll of my eyes.
i poked at my Ceaser chicken salad eyeing my friend. "Yeah like that,"
"He called me a slut?" Maggie inquires with a heavy gasp. "That son of a bitch." she scold.
"He called my boss Maggie, i mean what am i going to do?"Andy already showed hints on how possessive he could be, we are engaged now, how are we gonna be when we're married.
"Don't strangle yourself," Maggie said. "Someone like Andy Biersack would never fall for a girl like you, i mean come on."
A small smile form on my lips. "That's what i am afraid of, not that he will fall for me, but i for him." I admitted.
"Oh yeah," she rolls her eyes picking up her glass of champagne. "if he screws you don't come crying on my doorstep."
"I am not that easy!" i protested.
"but neither is he," she chuckles taking me in with her green bright eyes, "Gotta stock up."
i burst from laughter shaking my head. "I am not stocking up on condoms Maggie, This is going to be like freshman year of college, before i was force to drop out. i will make dinner, wash his clothes be a good little wife and ta-da!"
"But what about the sex?"
"What about it?" i ask confused.
"uh, i think you should dust of B.O.B."
My brow arch as the rim of the glass came to my lips. "Even though i love talking to you about battery operational boyfriends, that's not gonna happen. Unlike you i know how to survive without sex." I state with a slight pout.
"Yeah right," she giggles shaking her head. "Your vibrator is waiting for you, unlike me who has the real thing."
"Wow," i breathed."Andy was right you are a slut."
She burst from laughter throwing a bread stick in my direction. "Get out that vibrator cause trust me he ain't gonna screw you until you beg em to. Andy looks the type," she grins standing up, her Chanel bag hang off her arm as she throws a 100 on the table. "Manicure and pedicure's?"
"Sounds good," i sighed pushing myself up. "And i need to go to the shop." i mummer bowing my head. "For uh batteries."
A wicked grin came on my best friends face. "Nice, buy a whole set okay?"
I giggle and nod. "yeah, like u said gonna need it."
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3/27/16