My Darkest Desire (Ashley Purdy/OC/Andy Biersack)

Ashley's POV:

I could tell that she was tense from the moment she stepped out of the kitchen. Andy's eyes were kinda red and he looked like someone just told him that Batman died. Nikki sat next to me on the couch and I asked her what happened. She just shrugged and filled her glass. Andy sat next to Kaylie on the sofa and looked down.

"Man, what's wrong with you?" Jake askesd Andy concerned.

Andy just sighed and filled his glass as well. He looked at Nikki, who gave him a small smile and I was wondering what the fuck was going on.

"Juliet cheated." he said bluntly.

Everybody's jaws dropped, mine included.

"What...Whe-... How... Dude, can you explain?" CC said confused.

"I called her all day and she didn't answer. An hour or so ago, Ronnie sent me a picture of her with some guy... She was all over him..." he said drinking his glass in one gulp.

"I'm sorry, Andy." Kaylie said truthfully hugging him.

He hugged her back and they stood a while like this. He pulled back and thanked her. CC was eyeing them and I saw a flash of something on his face.

"Well, you know what? It's her loss. Just forget about her and move on, Biersack. I didn't like her anyway." Jinxx said and stood up.

Andy looked at him surprised and then glanced at Nikki who winked at him.

"I told you." she said smiling.

He just nodded and the alcohol started to be poured. Two hours later, everybody except me, Nikki and Andy, were asleep in their rooms. I could tell that something was still bothering Nikki. She was now asleep on the couch, with a pillow in her arms and a frown on her face. What was wrong with her?....

"You really like her, don't you?" Andy asked looking at me.

I sighed. Yeah, I did. And it was weird. I just met her. But she was different. Even though she was a fan, she still treated me like a normal person. She cursed me, she yelled at me and I think she would've kicked my ass in the first night, when I left her undone. That was something new. I was so used to the girls who drooled all over me and did everything I said. Meeting Nikki was like a wake-up call to reality for me. And I didn't know how to feel about it.

"Yeah, but it's something different." I whispered taking a few strands of hair off her face.

He sighed deeply and downed his glass of whiskey.

"What else it's wrong with you?" I asked."This is not only about Juliet, something else it's bothering you."


"I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'm going to bed." He said and stood up.

He left me dumfounded and I knew that I was right. I had a strange feeling that this might have something to do with Nikki. But what could it be? He wouldn't hit on her so fast after Juliet. But then again, he acts reckless when he is pissed or hurt. And even if he did hit on her... What Nikki did?... No, she can't be that dumb....

I pushed the thought aside as I picked Nikki up, careful not to wake her. I carried her to her room and placed her softly on the bed. I cuddled next to her and pulled a blanket over us. Thoughts were still running in my mind a few hours later, when she wrapped an arm around me. I smiled and kissed the top of her head and finally, fell asleep.

Nikki's POV:

I slowly woke up and felt hot as hell. I opened my eyes and I was faced with a chest. Ashley's chest. He had his arms wrapped around me and that's why I felt hot. I lifted my head A little and checked the clock. It was 8:06 am. I groaned as my hangover slowly hit me.

"Go back to sleep." Ashley said half asleep.

"Urgh! I can't. My fucking head decided to torture me." I whined.

He laughed and opened his eyes. His gaze met mine and we just stared at each other. I got lost in his chocolate brown eyes. Damn! Why is he messing with my head?

I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head.

"What's wrong?" he asked yawning.

"You're just too fucking perfect." I shouted and my eyes widened.

Was I still drunk? I just said that aloud! What was wrong with me?!!

He removed the blanket and his eyes met mine once again.

"What did you just say?" he asked smirking.

"You heard me. Damn, your ego is huge." I said getting out of the bed.

A wave of dizziness hit me and I grabbed the wall to sustain myself.

"Nice bruises." he commented resting his head on his arms.

I looked at my hips and the finger prints were turning blue now. I sighed and turned to face him.

"I'm sure your back looks better, Purdy."

"And also, it hurts like a motherfucker."

"Promise I won't do it again." I said and stuck my tongue at him.

I mentally slapped myself for forgetting what he told me about stucking my tongue at him when he grabbed my waist and pulled me back on the bed, pinning me under him.

"Now, first, I've never said I didn't like a little pain and second, what have I told you about sticking your tongue?" he breathed against my lips.

"I can't remeber." I said pouting.

"Don't give me that puppy face." he said with his eyes widened.

"Why? Is it working?" I asked making an even better puppy face.

He looked at me helpless and released his grip on me.

"You really are evil." he muttered.

"Shut up! You know you love it!" I grinned and he nodded smiling.

I stood up once again and I remembered that we had sex without a condom last night. It's been 8 hours since then so I was still good. I quickly opened one of my nightstand's drawers and took a pill swallowing it without water.

"What was that?" he asked curiously.

"The pill that would stop little Purdys from growing inside me." I answered simply.

His eyes widened in fear and I burst into laughter. He frowned and pouted and I laughed even harder.

"C'mon, it's not funny. I'm too young for that." he said pretending to be ofensed.

"You're thirty... For God's sake!! I AM too young for that.... " I said between laughs.

"Ok you're right." he said laughing too.

I managed to stop laughing as he got changed. He kissed my forehead and then looked at me.

"I think your hangover is a bitch, so I will let you be. But as soon as it passes, I want you naked in that bed, waiting for me" he whispered and I got horny in an instant.

"I have to go to work today," I said staring at his lips

"What work?"

"I'm a tattoo artist."

"Really?" he asked amazed and I nodded."Well, I remember you were sick last night. And you are still sick, right?" he said flashing his mischevious grin.

"Arghh! Just stop messig with my head" I said smacking his chest.

"Again?? you really can't stop smacking me?" he said with mocked hurt in his voice.

"I can't stop smacking you and you can't stop being a horny motherfucker. We both have to deal with it." i said playfully.

"Fair enough. So how big should be your cup of coffee?" he said laughing.

"The biggest the better" I answered happily at the thought of coffee.

"Women.... Always thinking about size." he muttered.

"Want me to smack you again?" I asked taking my tank top off.

"I'm outta here." he said laughing as he exited my room.

I laughed as I got undressed and stepped in the shower. I turned on the water remebering yesterday. Andy.... I was confused as fuck and I swear to God that I hated this feeling. I like Andy, I can't deny it, but I want Ashley. And I don't know in which way I want him. But then the kiss Andy and I shared made me want him too and.... I need to stop thinking before my headache gets worse.

I recahed for the towel rack and found nothing. Shit, I forgot to bring more towels. I wringed my hair and stepped out of the shower. I entered in my room and opened my closet pulling out two towels, one for my hair and one for my body.

When I turned around, I saw none other than Andy Biersack, standing on my bed, staring at my naked body.

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