Love The Way You Lie

"Let me take you out to dinner tonight." Kelly said, throwing an arm around Emerson's shoulders. She giggled, feeling her heart flutter. He had no idea how much she missed him so when he picked her up from rehearsal she was ecstatic.

"Fine. But you pay, Mr. Celebrity." She said, walking into her shit apartment and throwing her keys on the counter.

"That's what taking someone to dinner is." He chuckled. "God this place still is a dump, how do you live here, baby?" Emerson shivered when he called her baby, but unfortunately this is just her nickname. Something he adopted a while ago since she's so much younger than Kelly.

"Same way you lived here for years, Richard." She said, cocking her head to the side.

"Hey! Don't use my real name on me!" Kelly shouted, running towards her. She squealed as he began to tickle her and threw her down on the couch.

"Richard fucking stop!" She screamed and he shook his head, still tickling her. She playfully punched him in the stomach and he laughed. She pushed him on the floor and fell on top of him. He stopped and the two sat there just looking in each other's eyes.

Kelly let his hand ghost across her collar bone and she shivered. "Uh, we should go." He said, scratching his head.

"Y-yeah." Emerson said, standing up and pulling Kelly with her.

"I've got to tell you something, but it needs to be over dinner." Kelly smiled. She nodded and went over to her dresser. She quickly pulled out a pair of leggings and a black blouse.

She changed without fear, knowing Kelly's eyes never left her body. There was a part of her that wished whatever he had to tell her pertained to their 'relationship', but she knew it was probably nothing like that. Maybe a new song or something.

She slipped the clothes on and then laced up a pair of black combat boots. She turned back to Kelly and he smiled at her.

"Damn, baby." He chuckled and Emerson rolled her eyes.

"Ready?" She asked. He nodded and offered her his arm. She blushed and took it as they walked out of the old apartment. Kelly's car was parked outside. She sighed as she realized how nice the convertible was. MGK had truely taken off.. "So where are we going?"

Kelly chuckled, "Don't worry, baby. It's a suprise." Emerson settled back into her seat as they sped down the road.

"No hints at all, Richard?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Don't use my name against me you fucker!" He laughed. She shook her head, smiling.
Before they knew it they parked in front of a nice looking restaurant. "Shit, Kels, this is too nice!" She said, looking around. "Can you really afford this?"

Kelly shrugged, "I just might not be the one paying." Emerson whipped her head around to see him grinning.

"Oh no!" She shouted, "No, no, no! Kelly you are not setting me up again!"

Emerson was getting tired of all of Kelly's tries to get her romantically involved with some friend of his.

"Please, Em? I really think you'll like this one." He said.

"Whatever." She groaned, "As long as free food is involved."

Kelly chuckled, "You can get whatever you want." He said, sliding his arm around her shoulders.

"This ones got a hell of a lot of money."

"Oh shit, not again, Kelly!" She groaned.

"He's a good guy, really. Just a little, bossy." He said, opening the door for her. She walked in and immediately Kelly lead her over to a table with a boy and a girl. The guy was ridiculous.
Tall, black hair, tattoo's. She's everything she would have wanted, but he was no Kelly. No one ever would be.

The girl was a beautiful blonde, with bright green eyes. She had huge boobs, and a large ass. The first thing Emerson noticed was that the boy had a seat open and the girl had one next to her.

Oh.

Now she saw. This must have been one of Kelly's new girls. Yes, one of. MGK was sort of a player.

"Hey." Emerson said, shyly. The man stood up and smiled at her. She couldn't help but notice how beautiful his blue eyes were. They seemed to pierce her soul.

"Hello, Emerson. I'm Andrew Biersack, Andy for short." He said, pulling out the seat for her. Kelly had already sat down and she made a face at him.

"Nice to meet you." She said as Andy sat back down.

"And you as well. Richard showed me a picture of you, well it was actually his lock screen, and I couldn't help but think you were the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen." He smiled at her. Emerson felt her cheeks heat up. She just offered him a small, toothless smile and looked at Kelly. He was grinning.

"Baby, this is Crystal." Kelly said, gesturing towards the girl. "She's my new girlfriend." Crystal smiled and kissed him quickly. Emerson felt her cheeks heat up in jealousy.

"Nice to meet you. Kelly's a lucky guy." She muttered. Andy slid his arm around the back of her chair and she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Yes I am." Kelly said, eyeing her rack. Emerson rolled her eyes and smiled lightly up at Andy. His eyes were locked on her face, never moving any lower.

"Your even more breathtaking person." He shook his head. She blushed, AGAIN, and looked down at her lap.

"T-thank you." She said, softly. The waitress came up to the table and immediately smiled at Andy.

"Hello, I'm Vanessa, I'll be your waitress for this evening. Can I start you off with some drinks?" She asked.

"Would you like some champagne dear?" Andy asked Emerson.

She looked up at him shocked. Never has someone cared to please her so much, "Um yes, thank you."

"A bottle of Monet will be fine." Andy smiled. Vanessa looked at Kelly and he chuckled.

"We'll have the same." He said.

"Surely we don't need two bottles, Kelly." Andy smirked, "We can all spilt one, right?"

"I don't know, Andy, you've got a drinking one there." Kelly laughed, "We'll stick with two bottles."

"Alright." Vanessa said, walking away.

"So you drink?" Andy chuckled, looking down at me. I glared at Kelly.

"I-I do, yeah, a lot actually." I said, messing with my hair.

"Hmm." Andy said, "Well, I like a woman who can hold her alcohol." He winked. Crystal was staring at Andy and Emerson found herself feeling a little jealous.

"Andy, you have the most beautiful eyes." She said, biting her lip. Emerson saw Kelly roll his eyes.

"Uhm thanks." Andy said, scanning her body in disgust. If he had liked Crystal he would have asked Kelly to help him get her. He wanted her to stop flirting.

He noticed Emerson look up at him, probably wanting to see his baby blues. He flicked them towards her, knowing that would seal the deal.

Emerson's breath hitched in her throat as he looked down at her. He smirked.

"So, lovely, what do you do?" Andy said, softly, as Kelly and Crystal started their own conversation. Emerson longed to be talking to him like that.

"I'm a hip hop dancer." She said, "You?" She thought of how he ordered that expensive bottle of champagne without hesitation.

"I'm the lead singer of a band." He said.

Of course.

"What band?" Emerson said, sitting up a little straighter.

"Black Veil Brides." He said. Emerson had heard of that band before. She'd never listened to them and had no idea Kelly was friends with them.

"Awesome." She said, folding her hands in her lap.

"My work is incredibly important to me." Andy said.

"Me too." Emerson challenged. Andy felt a fire light in his stomach no girl had ever been so blunt with him. Usually they fall all over his feet like Crystal had been doing but not Emerson. She stood her ground. He liked that.

"Well I'll have to see you dance someday." He smiled as Vanessa came back with two bottles on ice. She sat the bucket down on the table and Andy picked up a bottle. He poured Emerson a glass, and then himself.

She took a small sip, relishing in the wonderful, smooth taste. "That's really good." She said, smiling at him. He felt his heart beat quicken at her pearly whites.

"Glad you think so." He said, his fingers trickling down to rub her arm. She stiffened at his touch.

"So what got you into music?" She asked.

"My parents really. My dad always liked Kiss and The Misfits, you know typical rock bands. I got into them at a young age and always wanted to be in a rock band." Andy said, leaning back and crossing his leg. "How about you and hip hop? You don't seem like the hip hop type, more of a ballerina."

"Well, I started out that way." Emerson smiled, as she took another sip of Monet, "I saw a show and fell in love with hip hop and jazz and all of that. I moved studios, dropped the perfect ballerina attitude and bam. What you see is what you see is what you get." She chuckled. Andy smiled down at her, taken by her charming personality.

"Well I like what I get." He said, softly. She blushed again and shook her head, glancing up at Kelly who was rubbing Crystal's thigh.

"You'd be one of the firsts." She said, sighing sadly.

"Why is that?" He asked.

"I always end up picking the wrong guys." She said, glaring at Kelly who clearly didn't notice because he was too focused on Crystal's rack. Andy followed her gaze.

"Ah, a bit of crush on MGK huh?" He whispered. She looked up at and nodded slightly.

"For a while. But I'm getting over it. One step at a time, right?" She chuckled.

"May I suggest I being that next step?" He winked.

"Your on your way." She grinned and picked up the menu.

"Sounds like a plan." Andy chuckled.

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