Happy (Andy Biersack love story)

I finally drive a million miles. or what seems to be I pull my dirty blond hair up into a ponytail I arrive to the apartment building that I've only seen in pictures. Its just as shitty looking as the pictures, but at least I can afforded it. I have a job already here. The shop manager was so nice to help me out.

I park and unlock my car, grab a box, and unlock the building door. Soon after I arrive up three flights of stairs I get to my apartment. Its small and wonderful. Because its mine, and I can be alone now. I can find the path to happiness.

But if I am being honest, this place is a total shipwreck. Its definitely needs some love and patience. The whole home aroma is cat piss and the dull eggshell white paint is chipping off the walls. The only homely thing about it is the small fireplace. I start shuffling through one of the boxes and start to to take out many of the candles I have. At first I get ones with the same generalized scent of spices and pumpkin. Then I find a lavender candle and end up lighting every single one I own. Soon, it smells like a candle shop, but at least I'm home.

I start to walk around and inspect where I will be living for the next who knows how long. There is a couple dents and bruises, with an occasional hole in the wall. I can tell whoever used to live here used to be a real party animal. Based on the prominent penis that someone drew on the doorway to my kitchen; in which I rush get my paints and cover up. But this place is all I have besides what's in the moving truck that will be here in the morning. So I take some pictures of friends back home and cover those bumps, bruises, and holes. Before I know it, I must hop on the bus to get to work.

I throw on a jacket, it is a lot colder in new york then California. But it is nice. I love the chill when it rushes through my bones. Then, i walk towards the bus stop. I never stopped to look around here. its beautiful in this part of new york. Or maybe its just the mindset that I am using right now, a new start, a new me. When I get to the bus stop, that's when I see him for the first time.
His blue eyes poke out of this dark hair. He has a backpack and guitar on his back. He looks at everything and nothing at all, You can tell everything he is thinking is deep. You can tell that he is beautiful, not just on the outside; but the inside of him is just as beautiful. I am taken aback by this beautiful boy. I haven't even been here for an whole day and I already am falling head over heals. By one glance, I choke,and turn my head the other way while sitting on the bench next to him.

The whole time I contemplate saying a simple hello. But when I finally get enough courage or decide to say nothing at all. The bus has already arrived. I stand up so light headed I almost faint. Not to mention how I almost trip on the first step, for some reason my legs really suck at being legs.

“Money” says the bus driver apathetically not taking a minute to take his eyes off of the mirror at the kids making trouble in the back.

I open my purse to shuffle through and find the money I had left over when I realized.

My Wallet is not in my purse.

I think back to the boy behind me and then glance to all the people on the bus when my anxiety kicks in. All these new people are going to see me get off because I have no money, including this boy behind me. I know it sounds stupid to anyone else, but to me, my heart is jumping out of my chest and I am about to have a solid heart attack.

“Money” Says the bus driver again this time looking at me dead in the eyes.

Not just the bus drivers eyes, but in fact everybody's eyes. The bus driver, the punk girl and the punk boy, the old man and the disabled woman in the front, and most likely the beautiful boy behind me is probably thinking in their minds “Is this girl a fucking idiot?”.

I breath in a deep breath and shake “I-It seems that I-I have forgot my wallet at home. Ill be going now” And then I see the beautiful boys eyes lock with mine for a moment as I turn around.
He stares at me for just a moment and then comes to the realization of what he is doing and then says “I got her” as he hands him the money for both of us.

I snap back to what just happened.

Notes

So I see some of you can relate to this story on a personal level. And though its great you guys have something to put your negative energy into and that i can connect to you guys deeper. It scares me a bit. Because I felt like this and still do sometimes, I want you all to message me or talk to me if you ever are upset of feeling down c: my imbox is alwaus open of you need help. I check it everyday. And my tumblr is in my bio if you wanna talk and send asks annon c: stay happy c:
Song of the update: Scars-SayWeCanFly

((Ill do song of the update every update))