Andy's POV:

Courtney insisted on spending majority of our 'tour' at the mall. Which I instantly regretted as she dragged me from store to store. For a girl who's never been to L.A before, she sure knew where all the stores were.

Despite the fact that I was being forced into a shopping spree, I was actually enjoying myself. I was getting to know Courtney in a whole new light: what her favourite stores were, her favourite colours from all the clothes she tried on, the fact that she hated her tea without sugar. I loved watching her as her eyes would scan prices and she would giggle cutely whenever she saw couples walking together.

Shit. I just thought that she was cute. My best friend's little sister is not allowed to be 'cute' to me. Fuck, Ashley's going to kill me if he ever finds out.

"Andy? Are you paying attention?"

Courtney shaped her manicured fingers in front of my face. Well, more like my neck, since she was pretty short.

I nodded, and tried to clear my head. "Yeah, sorry. What were you saying?"

She rolls her eyes and mutters something about men, before restating her question, "do you still want to go to the movies? It's almost 6:00pm so we have time."

I considered it for a moment. More time possibly getting to know Courtney would be a plus. Mind you, Ash would be pissed about me keeping her the whole day. "Sure."


CC's POV:

Andy and Courtney have been out basically the whole day. Which pissed off Ashley. The house was clean, more or less, and so far, we'd all managed to stay conscious.

"Where are they?" Ashley laced back and forth.

"Dude, chill. She's not lost or something, she's with Andy," Jinxx tried to reason with Ash, but he wouldn't budge.

"That's exactly why I'm worried!" He exclaimed.

I shook my head, "Ash, bro, calm down. Andy's not going to try anything. She's your little sister. Besides they're probably just like at the movies."

He he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair and continued to pace, "I can't lose her. Not again. I just got her back..." He mumbled to himself.


Courtney's POV:

Remind me up thank Andy for pretending to be my legal guardian. Since, thanks to that bastard, I got into an R movie. While underage.

I giggled as we left the theatre; the Purge: Anarchy want scary at all. (*note: I know that movie came out during the summer, just pretend it came out like a week before school starts*) in fact, we actually spent majority of the movie laughing at it or mocking the poor quality and lack of horror. That resulted in several complaints, and more than halfway through the film, we were kicked out. That annoyed me a little, since like I pay for a movie, and don't even get to finish it. Mind you Andy payed... But still, principal.

"I can't believe we off kicked out!!" I say between laughs.

Andy grins, "don't look at me, you're the one who wouldn't shut up!"

I shove his shoulder, "you were making me laugh! What am I supposed to do? Hold in my laughter? That's unhealthy, you know."

Andy rolls his eyes and opens my door for me as we get to his car. I smile appreciatively before winking at him slyly. Yep, I'm flirting with Andy Biersack. Sue me.

"So, where to?" He asks as he slides into the driver seat.

I shrug and glance out the window; it's getting darkish now.

"dinner?"

I nod, "know any good places?"

Andy simply chuckled before he begins to drive, "you'll love the place I have in mind."

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Andy parks in front of a cute little Italian restaurant, and goes around to open my door. I beat him to it however, and exit the car, on my own.

"I was going to do that," he pouts.

I stick my tongue out at him, "better be faster next time then."

The restaurant is as adorable on the inside as it is on the outside. And I feel completely underdressed in my crop too and high-waisted shorts. I tug uncomfortably at my shorts, urging for them to magically lengthen, but no suck luck. Andy raises an eyebrow, but says nothing, and simply takes my hand and guides me to a table. I flush at the romantic, possessive gesture, and enjoy the feeling of our clasped hands.

I scan the menu once seated and find it near impossible to choose. I settle on a Ginger Ale to drink and a simple green salad. Nothing special, since I'm watching my weight.

"Hey guys, I'm Danny, I'll be your waiter this evening. Can I get you guys started on drinks? Or are we ready to order?"

"I'll have a rum and coke and the lasagna." Andy says without looking at the waiter as he hands over the menu.

"Excellent choices. And for the lovely lady?" Our server kindly asks.

I order and the waiter promises he'll be back soon with the drinks, leaving Andy and I alone.

"Rum and coke?" I tease with a knowing smile, "very sophisticated, Mr. Biersack."

Andy smirks, but it quickly disappears. He reaches his hands out to grasp mine on of the table. I flush again at the contact, and attempt to pull back my shaking hands. He tightens his grip slightly, forcing me to meet his piercing gaze.

"only a salad?" His blue eyes make it hard to lie.

I avert his gaze and nod, forcing a false smile onto my trembling lips, "not hungry, I guess."

Andy frowns, "you ate a lot of pizza yesterday."

My stomach begins to churn, and I involuntarily wince at the realization. I abruptly stand up, breaking out hands apart. "I'll be right back. Bathroom."

I practically sprint to the bathroom, knocking into our server, Danny as I do so. He smiles invitingly; he is pretty handsome.

"Whoa there. Where are you going in such a hurry, pretty lady?"

His compliment stings, and I feel tears spring to my eyes. I blink them away hastily, and look away. "Air." I choke out, "I need air."

I burst through the doors to the women's room right when the first year leaks from my eye. Lucky nobody is in there. in one fluent motion, I begin to break down. My mental wall finally collapsing after a ferocious battle. I lost. And all my negative emotions that I desperately tied to keep bottled up break free. Breaking me apart.

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I return to our table a few minutes later; a skill I have acquired is concealing emotions quickly and easily. My face is tearless, and has newly applied makeup covering the remnants of my breakdown, mere moments ago. A entirely fake smile is plastered onto my face, but Andy doesn't appear to buy it.

"you okay?" He asks as I sit down.

I nod elegantly, maintaining my poise.

"Of course. Nothing is wrong, nothing at all." I say as I take a sip of my drink.

Notes

I like the ending of this chapter only
not the beginning or the middle, just the end

so yeah, Court has somewhat of an eating disorder? Or does she actually need to lose weight? Hmm, questions, questions.

Anyways, it is now 1:04am for me and whatnot so... I'm tired!
Have an amazing weekend everyone!