"Are you crazy! You can't do that!" My roommate Maria yelled at me. Maria is the only person I talk to from my past. When I was 16 I meet a guy online. We talked and I guess you could say we feel in love. He moved to my city and as soon as I graduated from high school I left with him and came to L.A. We were together for seven years when he proposed. I was twenty-one at the time and didn't want to get married and said no. From then on we felt awkward so we broke up. Maria moved down to live with me and we've been together since. I don't talk to anyone from my past. Not even my parents. They were never supportive of me, and never accepted me for who I was. So I moved on.

"I know this seems crazy. But you should have seen this girl. How her eyes lit up when I told her that." I told Maria. "Crystal you can't do this. You can't even get their attention!" she yelled. Maria was also the only one who called my by my reall name. I changed it to Eva Turner so my parents could never find me. "Well I have to try! I don't give up, you know me!" I yelled back. "Fine. Do what you want. Just don't break this girls heart." she gave me a weak smile and walked to her room. I sighed. What if she was right? What if I couldn't make the wish come true? You can't! My inner voice screamed. How I hated it! 'Oh yea? Watch me.' I thought. I got up and walked to my room. My room was a dream room. I had poster everywhere. One wall was completely covered up! I know what the hell is a twenty-five year old grown women doing hanging up rock band posters? All I can say is, don't judge! My room was painted black, my furniture was white, and my bed sheets where zebra print. I had a view on a park, which was nice. I changed into pajamas and curled into bed. Trying to sleep my mind began to race. How was I going to get BVB's attention? Tweet? Email? Letter? I had no idea. And worst of all if I did get their attention, what if they didn't believe me? What if they just thought I was some weird, attention seeking fan? Well I had to try. It's the least I can do. Soon sleep took over and I began to drift. Into a dreamless slumber. *** "Fuck you traffic!" I screamed. You'd think there wouldn't be so much traffic on a Saturday. I was heading home from work and got stuck in traffic. I sat back and moved an inch. I then felt my phone vibrate. I took it out and read "Andy Biersack @AndyBVB 'As far as the eye can see... pic.twitter.com/MBXS45La" It was a tweet. I clicked to view the picture. It was him also stuck in traffic. Taking the photo from his mirror. That's when I noticed. The car right behind Andy...was mine! I looked up and my fangirl took over. 'Oh my fuckin' god! Andy Biersack's car is right in front of me!' I screamed in my mine. My inner voice was speechless too. And that's when it hit me! Get his attention! It screamed. How though? I couldn't just go and knock on his window. I couldn't follow him. Then it really hit me. Hit him! What if I 'accendetly' hit his car. That would for sure get his attention. What if he gets hurt? I could not live with that! Maybe just a bumper kiss, that's not so bad. Just do it! It's for Stacy! 'Shut up and let me think!' I thought. It is for Stacy, not for me. And I wasn't going to slam into him, just a little push. Ok, I'll do it... I put my phone on my hands, if this got to serious I'll say I was texting, I can pay the ticket. I put both hands on the wheel. Took my foot of the break and super slowly pressed on the accelerator. It happened so fast I didn't even realize I hit. I let out a scream. 'Ok act cool. Act like you didn't know it was the Andy fuckin' Biersack!' I screamed to myself in my head. I put on my acting face and ran out of my car and looked at the damage. It wasn't so bad, my car got it worse. Good, Andy is ok. I heard a car door slam and panicked. I took a deep breath, looking down and said, "I'm so sorry! I'll pay for the damage! And everything else. I wasn't paying attention." The I looked up and my acting skills were great. I widened my eyes and dropped my mouth open. "You're...Andy Biersack!" I whispered to him. "Oh my god I just hit Andy Biersack's car." I whispered to myself. "Er, yea. I assume you're a fan?" he said. His voice made shivers roll down my back. "Yea. Huge fan actually. I'll give you my number, so you can call me and I'll pay for the damage." I took out my card and handed it to him. My hand was shaking. 'Keep it together!' I thought. "You can call me in private, if you don't trust me with your number." He looked at me with a smirk and his beautiful blue eyes. I looked down. My face was burning I can feel it! "No forget about it, I'm getting a new car anyways." he told me while laughing. "Maybe you should save money and fix your own car." he looked at it. He did have a point. "Yea well I have no intentions of getting a new car, I'm not rock star." I laughed, he just smiled. This is so awkward. We stood there and I could feel Andy's eyes on me. Studying me. "Ill just go..." but he didn't let me finish. "Are you busy?" he asked. "No. I was just going home." but you don't care. Stop babbling you idiot! "Why don't we go get a coffee. I was just heading home too. We can talk about our car...issues." he smiled. And played with his hair. Now any fan will know Andy does that when he's nervous. Well lucky for him he wasn't the only one. I just nodded. "Great. There's a Starbucks close by. Just follow me." he walked and got back in his car. "I always follow you." Wait what? I ran back in to my car. Holy shit good thing he didn't hear that. Don't know where that came from. Andy and I drove the 10 feet that traffic moved when my fangirl took in. 'Holy fuckin' shit! Andy freakin' Biersack just invited me for coffee! He talked to me! He acknowledged me as a person! Oh my god I could just die!' I had a huge smile on my face. Keep it together! He can see you through his mirror. Oh shit! I relaxed my face and finally turned the corner and parked right behind Andy. 'Breath. In and out' I walked out of my car and Andy meet me by his. Like the gentlemen he is, he kindly opened the door for me. We order our drink and sat down by the window. "So is it just my stupid brain that over thinks everything, or did you hit my car on purpose?" he asked. I almost choked on my drink. How the hell did he know? And why the fuck would he over think an 'accidnet' "Well?" he wanted an answer. "Well. Ok I'm just going to tell you the truth, but hear me out. Let me finish what I have to say before you jump to conclusions." I told him. He just gave me the same look, like he was studying. His eyes narrowed a little. "Go on." he leaned towards me. "Ok so I'm a psychologist that works about 10 minutes away from here. I went to a hospital because one of my paitent's friend was there. Stacy is her name, and she has cancer. She is in the Make A Wish Foundation and well her wish hasn't been granted." I looked at his face to see if he was believing it. He had no expression. "Sh old me her wish and its, and I quote "I wish to go to a Black Veil Brides concert and have Andy sing The Morticians Daughter to me" so I told her I would try anything in my power to grant her that wish. And all yesterday and last night I kept thinking of ways to get your attention to ask for this favor." His face still showed nothing. "And I was in my car thinking too, when I saw your tweet. I realised the car behind you was mine, and well I thought this was my chance. I know it was stupid and so immature, but I feel so bad for this girl and I just want her wish to come true. I'm really sorry for hitting your car, if you want to you can just walk out and think I'm some crazy fangirl, but as long as I tried." I stopped talking. And waited for him to leave, but he just sat there. Looking at me, then the door, then me again. "So you didn't do that just to meet me and for your pleasure?" he asked. "No. I would never do that crazy thing for a dumb reason to just meet you. This has nothing to do with me really. It's all about Stacy." I told him. Was he believing me? He just smiled. "That's..." he said and paused. Oh no! He was leaving. "That's the most wonderful thing I've ever heard. For you to go that far, risk wasting all that money for repair, or getting laughed at and not trusted, just so you can grant Stacy's wish! That's beautiful. That's true commitment. And I really like that." he smiled. He believed me! Oh my god. "I would love to sing to Stacy. And I'm sure that guys will too." I'm dreaming! I am so dreaming. "Re-Really?" I was shocked. He laughed. "Of course!" he said. I smiled. This is so perfect. "Thank you so much Andy. Here's my number." I gave him my card he saved the the number on his phone when I heard his scream from Perfect Weapon. I quickly took my phone out and answered the message. "That's my number. Nice ring-tone." he laughed. I blushed. "Thanks." I saved his number, but did'nt bother to read the text. "Well I should get going. It was great to hear your story. Can I come along when you tell Stacy. I want to see her expression." He told me. "Yea when are you free?" I asked. "Tomorrow is good." "Ok tomorrow sounds perfect." We both stood up And walked to our cars. "It's a date then." Andy gave me his signature smirk. He took few steps closer to me and hugged me! I hugged him and and felt my face burn like a tomato. Then he kissed me. Andy Biersack gave me a kiss on the cheek without me asking. "See you tomarrow." He called out, got in his car and drove off. From his side mirror I could see him laughing. I stood there, on the sidewalk, like an idiot. I walked to my car, sat down, and let out a huge scream. Stupid fangirl side of me. "ANDY BIERSACK JUST HUGGED AND KISSED ME!" I screamed. I put my seat belt on, turned on my car and drove home. Today just had to be the best day of my life!