Just The Boy Next Door

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The phone rang for few seconds before he answered.

“Hello? This is Andy.”
“Hey, Andy,” I was nervous and it was showing, “This is DJ from earlier. At the coffee shop?”
“Oh hey! Yea, I could never forget you,” His voice gave off what sounded like a smile.

Easing up, I grinned.

“So, I’m calling for directions and wanted to know if you wanted to hang out before hand.”
“Yea sure, head on over now if you want to. Oh, and just head three blocks towards Cary Town and it will be the second house on the right; same side of the street as yours, I think.”
“How do you know?”
“Saw you and Naomi go inside it earlier?” his voice shrugged, making me giggle, “But anyway, I just got out of the shower so I will have to get dressed. Ring the door bell and someone should answer the door for you.”
“Cool; we will be there in fifteen then.” I smiled, feeling accomplished.
“Okay, pretty lady. See you soon.”

Blushing I hung up the phone.

“What, Deege?” Naomi gripped my arm tightly, making it clear she wanted details.
“He just called me pretty lady,” I felt like I was floating, “I feel like this situation is going to be very successful.”
“Told you.” She jabbed my ribs playfully and laughed, “Let’s not keep the gentlemen waiting.”

The walk was generally uneventful beside the random jipes and jeers from some of the sorority and frat houses on the block. I couldn’t stand living in the Fan; nothing but prepsters, jocks, and stoners; none of them even knew I was their favorite radio personality. Hell, if they did, I’m sure my lawn plus my Facebook would be flooded with fair-weather friends.

Following Andy’s direction, we reached a house with a really cool symbol on the front of it. It was the biggest house on the block; it looked like a small fortress. Walking up the steps, Naomi reaches out to ring the doorbell.

“Oh my god,” Naomi burst out into a giggle fit, “The door bell sounds like the Undertaker theme song.”

I laugh with her for a moment until we heard the door handle jiggle.
Ashley opened the door, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.

“Jesus Christ Superstar,” Naomi’s jaw dropped along with mine.

Before the man could manage any form of a comment or innuendo, Andy’s voice rang out from the kitchen.

“Dude, go put on some fucking clothes!”

Scoffing, Ashley let us in and closed the door roughly before retreating back upstairs.
Coming out of the kitchen area with a smile, Andy made a bee line towards us.

“Hey ladies,” he rolled his eyes and thumbed towards the staircase, “Sorry about that. Ash knows how ladies flock to him, and flaunts that where ever he is.”
“Oh that's quite fine,” I giggle nervously as a pink hue danced around my cheeks, “Any way, we found the place in one piece."
“I see,” he raised his eyebrows, “So, you guys want a tour of the house?”
“Sure,” was said in unison by both of us as he lead us to the room to the left of us.

He lead us through the den, which had a DJ booth and speakers the size of Texas. Naomi was enamored with the studio equipment and got a run down on each piece. Leaving that room, we entered the kitchen where Jake and Jinxx were fixing food and mixed drinks. Jake smiled at Naomi and I lost her for a few hours after that. Finishing off the tour solo, he showed me the living room with had Guitar Hero and Rock Band set up, along with a make shift dance floor. The back door to the deck was on the back wall of it.

Taking me through the house, he finished off with his room.

“This is my Batcave,” he said enthusiastically and placed his hands on his hips.

His walls were covered which pictures and band posters of all different sizes. Realizing he fit a queen size bed in the room and still managed to have a large amount of space impressed me.

“Amazing use of space, Biersack,” I approved, “I’m impressed with the set up.”
“Thanks,” he smiled and sat in an oversized Batman bean bag chair and patted the one identical to it next to him.

Taking a seat, I sighed. He was too cute; Batman and Band merch covered his room completely. I giggled to myself which resulted in a look from Andy.

“So, Biersack, why did you agree to us coming over now?”

He looked dumb founded as I dropped the question so casually.

“Well, for one, Jake has been talking about Naomi for hours; and two,” He sighed and bit his lip and tugged at the lip ring which decorated it.
Finally gathering his bearings, he looked into my face deeply.

“Okay, so do you believe in destiny? Because I do. I believe I was destined to meet you. From the moment you ran into me this morning, I knew I wanted to spend my time getting to know you, the amazing person that you are. Your radio personality doesn’t even compare to how fun loving and sweet you are in real life, DJ. I just never pictured you would be so... so hot.”

I laughed loudly, looking at him in a way as to say “what the fuck man”.

“To be honestly, I thought you were going to be someone who looked like that fat chick off of Scary Movie; you know, the one who got stuck in the dog door attached to the garage?”

He was killing me; I snorted, causing him to laugh with me. He was hitting on me, and it was cute and awkward.

“So, meeting me lit a spark in your livelihood, did it?” I leaned back, crossing one leg over another.
“Yes,” he glared deep into my eyes, “Yes, it did.”
His voice was dark, deep and seductive like. I was in trouble; he was my weakness in that moment.
I stood up to pace and gather my thoughts, only to look up and stare into his eyes once more.

“Has anyone told you how beautiful your eyes are?” My voice was shakey as my mind raced along with my heart beat.
“Not that it meant anything, but yes.” He put his hands around my waist and pulled me into a warm, inviting embrace.

As he tilted my chin upward and I prepared for what could be a first kiss moment, the door swung open swiftly and revealed two women, staring in the room with mad eyes directed at him.

“ANDREW BIERSACK!” they shouted in unison.

I looked at him, fearful and concerned, waiting for an explanation.

“Shit,” he lowered his head to my shoulder and squeezed me tightly, “Those are my exes, Scout and Juliett.”

Before long, I was waiting outside on the back porch with Naomi, Jake, Ashley, and CC. Jinxx, as motherly as he was, was inside trying to talk the girls down and get them out of the house before anything could be destroyed. Andy, eyes wide like a deer in on-coming headlights, stood in the middle of a three way war zone. He kept glancing outside, looking apologetic and helpless. I felt terrible for him.

“This can’t end well,” CC muttered, eyes glued to his phone.
“I can make sure it ends,” Naomi looked over her shoulder at Andy as she dialed a number into her phone.

Raising it to her ear, I heard her asking for Delvin, her brother.
Deciding to make sure he was alright one last time, I glanced up to see Andy mouth the words “Help Me”. I pointed to Naomi, and he gave me a thumbs up signal.
Before long, Delvin Sparks, Naomi’s brother and an officer of the Richmond City Police Department, was at the front door. Naomi calmly walked past the cursing looney birds, and let her brother in.

“Alright,” Delvin shouted at the girls who instantly went silent, “I’m afraid you two have to come with me.”

Naomi didn’t handle fights well, especially shouting matches; the stress was unnecessary in her mind, and Delvin was her answer to this particular fight. After a few minutes and the arrival of another squad car, the two raving women were carted off, leaving Andy to collect himself.

“Sorry you had to deal with that, man,” Delvin smiled as he shook Andy’s hand, “Any friend of DJ and Naomi’s is a friend of mine. Call us again if they return after tonight.”

He winked at me and gave his sister a hug before leaving, Scout and Juliett staring at the house angrily as the paddywagon drove off.
Linking my arm around Andy’s, I nuzzled his shoulder sweetly.

“Well,” I looked up, “That went well.”
He could sense the sarcasm as a smug grin played on his lips.
“Actually, if you knew anything about them, it really did,” he looked at me in his peripheral, “However, you are going to get shit later for the snide remark.”

I stuck my tongue out as he poked my ribs; I flinched and he then realized I was ticklish.

“This is going to be fun.”

I ran up the stairs as fast as I could, him hot on my heels as he chased me down. I ran into his room and made an attempt to shut the door before he could reach me; no such luck was had. He slammed the door behind him as soon as he broke my barricade and proceeded to tickle me. I laughed so hard I snorted loudly, causing him to fall into a fit of giggles.

“I bet you get all of the guys like that, huh.” He smiled and held on to me gently.
“Only this one, apparently.”

With that, his lips touched mine for the first time, only to be interrupted by the sound of the door bell.
Guests poured in along with frat pledgers looking for a place to call their own. The music was blaring almost instantly, and their was plenty of booze to go around.

Within twenty minutes, the house was full. Andy and I were inseperable, dancing together and hugging randomly as the night went on.
After an hour, a crash was heard in the front yard, followed by a shout. Within minutes, Ashley ran into the house looking for Andy.

“Dude, what he fuck happened?”
“Justin Bieber showed up man,” Ashley tried to catch his breath, “CC told him to leave, so he began throwing shit. Something needs to happen, bro.”
“I told him not to show his face,” He said under his breath, “I will be back, princess. I have to call Naomi’s brother again. He’s going to get a lot of business tonight.”

With that he left, leaving a sweet kiss on my forehead.

Notes

After sharing their first kiss, things are about to get mighty interesting for little Miss DJ.