Heaven & hell (Andy Biersack love story)

Was he following me? Did he caught my obsession gaze when he was performing? No it was impossible seeing me in the oceans of people and screaming girls, not to mention the lights that were blinding him from the stage. "Did you enjoy the show?"

"Amanda surly did." I answered dimly wrapping my hands around the cup feeling the warmth escaped it and landing on my palms. I looked up to him giving a small smile. What else could i do.

"I asked if you enjoyed it. Not your friend." Andy leaned back in his chair circling his finger on the table as he gazed at me through his eye lashes.

"I enjoyed it, i am sorry for asking this but what is your fascination with me?" I asked softly cocking my head to one side. "I don't want to come across as rude or anything but its weird, that a guy finds interest in me and not my best friend."

Yet again Andy struck dumbfound in front of me. "You are just so cute."

"I am?" I gulped. "I was never called that." Lowering my head i brush my hair back biting the inside of my cheek. "How is it being on the road, adored by so many fans?" I hate changing a subject but this conversation was getting 'over sinister' for me and a bit to 'inappropriate' for my taste. I don't know this man. Yes he may- be rock star and beloved character to many but not to me.

"Good.I Meet so many interesting people on the road. How old are you?" Okay now he is changing the subject.

"I am eighteen." I stated. "I am eighteen and still in school," Just to make it clear for this man who keeps looking at me with his blue but at the same dark black eyes.

"Oh my god." I looked up from Andy and he did the same gazing at my best friend in front of us. "This is just really weird. i am moving to Paris and my best friend is fucking my idol. I can't imagine anything worse."

I arched my brow and shook my head slowly. "No, no doing with the F word Amanda. Andy is just a-"

"Friend." He completed my sentence. I was not going to say friend, actually the correct word is stranger, who is stalking me. "Nice to see you again Amanda."

"Shocker." She whispered tapping her phone on the palm of her hand. "Your brother called, we gotta go." I nodded in relieve and stood up as my best friend threw a fifty on the table.

"Can i call you?"

"I don't have a phone." I said quick and easy and thanking god mom and dad did not get me a phone for my eighteenth birthday. One point to them.

"Than i will see you tomorrow."

"Is that a question or a demand?" Both i and my friend asked dazed.

"Call it a..." He drifted off with a chuckle. "A friendly jester. Let's meet here, two sounds okay."

"She will be here." Amanda answered for me, but yet again it was the wrong answer. "Right here." She laughed patting the table. "Waiting for you, or you for her."

"See you soon." Without saying goodbye i walked out of the small diner, instantly catching air as i walked out. Amanda gave a laugh jumping on my back. "Why would you do that?"

"I don't know." She wrapped her arms around my neck as we walked down the street. "He looks and seemed into you."

"Into me?" I asked testing the words. "No, that man should run."

"He should, you're a virgin." I burst from laughter and so did she. "Oh come on. I am leaving tomorrow night, at least give me something to remember."

"I don't know."

"Please!" She whined. "Go on a date with that man."

"Fine."

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