Save Me From Myself
Further Than Before
All that hope was shattered the second I woke up.
A blazing headache pounded in my head, and even though it hurt like hell, I tried to sit up. It was then that I realized I was still laying face down on Andy.
Carefully as I could, I slid off of him, and struggled to my feet.
The world rushed and spun around me, and I had to use the coffee table to keep myself steady.
"I feel like a newborn child," I scolded myself. I forced myself stand up straight, and I stumbled over to Andy. Gently, I nudged his shoulder and kissed his lips.
"Andy," I said, my voice soft and sweet.
I was greeted by his piercing blue eyes, and a small smile appeared on his lips.
"Good morning, beautiful," he said in his sexy morning voice.
His head rested on my cheek, and he pulled me in for another kiss.
All of a sudden, he pulled away, and jumped to his feet. He pulled me in close and leaned down so that our faces were only inches apart.
"How's your head?" He worriedly asked. Andy gently stroked the side of my head, and I felt a weird sensation of pleasure and pain.
"I-it's fine," I winced. "Much better today." Slowly, I rested my hand on his chest. Andy stiffened.
"No it's not. Emily, don't lie to me. It's obvious you're in pain. I'm so sorry..." he trailed off.
"Andy..." I was at a loss for words.
He shook his head, and took my hands. "I don't want you to hurt. You're going to rest until I'm convinced you're okay."
"But that's gonna take forever!" I pouted.
"Oh well," he smirked. "Here, you probably won't be comfortable on the couch every night."
Andy walked behind me, and I turned my head, confused.
Suddenly the ground was swept from under my feet, and I quickly felt myself being heaved into the air.
I let out a shriek of surprise. "Andy! What are you doing?!"
"Just relax!" He laughed as he held me bridal style.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his chest. Then, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths.
"You still tired?" Andy whispered as he carried me up the stairs.
"A little, but I refuse to go back to sleep," I sternly said. I heard Andy laugh. His chest lightly vibrated against my head.
"You can go back to sleep if you want. You won't miss anything."
I felt as he walked down the hall, and heard the creak of the door as he walked into the bedroom. He shut it behind him.
"Uh-uh," I shook my head. He chuckled again.
"So stubborn," he mumbled.
I felt him carefully set me down on the bed, and he pulled the sheets up to my neck. He fluffed the pillows under my head, and I couldn't help but smile.
"I'm not helpless you know. I feel bad that you're doing all of this."
"Nonsense," he walked to the tv, and clicked it on. He set it on mute. Then, he walked over to the lights and dimmed them down.
"Everyone's out preparing for the show. I'm not leaving you alone. I'm gonna take care of you until you're all better...and probably even after that," he said the last sentence quieter.
He walked over to the bed, and slid in beside me. his arms wrapped around my waist, and he pulled me in close.
"Fine...but I want you to go out tomorrow or something. You're next show is in, what, a week? You need to hang with the guys and prepare."
"Emily I-"
"You're going out tomorrow and that's final," I tried to say with a straight face.
Andy sighed. "You're cute when you try to act serious."
"Oh whatever," I said, a slight grin on my face. I buried my head in the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent. It was a mix between mint and cigarette smoke.
"Mmm, you know I love when you do that." His grip around me grew tighter, and I giggled. I slightly pulled back, and softly kissed his neck.
"Damn," Andy purred. He tilted back my head so that I was looking into his eyes. "Babe, what's gotten into you?"
I seductively smiled, and bit my lower lip.
"Oh shit..." Andy lazily said. His hand grabbed the back of my neck, and he pushed our lips together.
Our lips found rhythm and he deepened the kiss.
"I'm not hurting you am I?" He said quickly before he continued to kiss me.
"Not at all," I kissed him back, eagerly. That was another lie. It did hurt. But I didn't wanna tell him.
Out of nowhere, he flipped me over so that I was now laying on my back. He crawled over me and smiled a wicked smile. His eyes were full of hunger, desire, and lust.
My heart flip-flopped as he bent his head over my neck. He slowly inched closer and the feeling of nervousness in my chest grew stronger.
His lips lightly traced my neck, and I sighed as he placed butterfly kisses all the way up to my jawline.
Andy smirked and moved back down.
Suddenly, I lost my breath as I felt a pinch on my lower neck.
"Andy!" I breathlessly said. I gripped the bed sheets and gasped to gather my breath.
Andy continued to nip and suck my neck, until I felt a small hickey start to form. I thought he would stop there, but he continued to suck on the spot where I felt the hickey.
I felt my body start to shake, and before I could stop myself, I let out a soft moan. I never knew that such a simple gesture could give me so much pleasure.
Andy stopped kissing my neck, and leaned up, pressing his forehead against mine.
"You're mine," he growled.
Involuntarily, I shuttered. It then occurred to me how much I loved his dominant, controlling side.
"I'm all yours," I weakly said.
Andy grinned, and again, started to kiss me.
Passionately, I kissed him back.
Before long, I felt his hands start to wander.
Andy's hands moved under my shirt, and he quickly started to remove it.
Within seconds, my shirt was gone, and Andy now leaned over me, his eyes wandered across my body.
Immediately, I started to get self-conscious like last time. I started to cover myself with my hands again, but as I did so, Andy grabbed my wrists, a sincere look on his face. He actually looked kind of angry...
"Emily, I told you, never hide yourself from me. God you're so damn beautiful. Why can't you see that? Why can't you see how gorgeous you are?"
My bottom lip ever so slightly quivered, and I shrugged. "I just... don't see what could be so beautiful about me," I whispered.
Andy pursed his lips. "It hurts so bad to know you think like that." He gently stroked my hair.
Suddenly, he stopped. "I'll show you how beautiful you are."
Before I could reply, he bent down and kissed my chest between my breasts.
I let out a heavy sigh, and my heart leapt as he did something new.
Andy moved down to my waist, and he lightly kissed my hip bones.
"Andy I-" I was cut off as another soft moan escaped my lips.
"So fucking gorgeous," he mumbled. Slowly, he placed his tongue on my waist, and licked from my stomach all the way to my chest again.
Continuing to kiss and lick my body, his hands rested on my breasts. He quickly pressed on them, and I let out another moan, this one pretty loud, and I felt my hips arch off the bed.
"That's right, angel. Come to me," Andy murmured.
His hands, reached under my back, and I felt him effortlessly unclip my bra. I felt the wind leave my chest.
Only one other guy had ever seen... well, underneath my clothes, and that didn't turn out well at all.
But I didn't have to worry about that. Andy wasn't like that. I trusted him.
Andy's hands moved to the straps of my bra, and before I knew it, it was gone. A shiver ran down my spine.
Andy looked at me, question in his eyes. "Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yes," my voice came out as a squeak.
Andy smirked, and pecked my lips.
Leaning down, his lips rested on my bare breasts.
It clicked in my head what he was about to do, and I bit down hard on my lower lip.
I felt as his teeth enclosed around my nipple, and he softly pulled.
I whimpered. "A-Andy..." was all I managed to get out.
He continued to softly bite my right breast, and he fondled the other with his hand.
The pleasure from his touch shocked through me. My heart continued to pound, and I found myself gasping more and more for breath. His touch felt so amazing.
I decided to make my own move.
I pushed Andy off of me, and sat up, pulling him up with me.
I amorously kissed him as I worked my hands under his shirt.
Wasting no time, I ripped off his shirt. I felt as a purr rose in his throat, and I smiled through our kiss as he tried to push his tongue in.
I denied the entrance. I wanted to make him work for it.
Andy started to lay me down again, but I held against him. I placed my hand on his back, and turned him over.
I pushed him down so that he was laying on his back, and I was sitting on him. We never broke the kiss.
He continued to try and force his tongue in, but I kept refusing. Finally, I heard him groan.
"Dammit, stop teasing," he growled. I broke away for a moment, giggling, then leaned back in to kiss him.
Giving in, I opened my mouth to him, and his tongue darted in. We started to battle as I ran my hand up and down his chest.
A small moan escaped from Andy, causing me to smile big through our kiss.
Suddenly, I felt something poke me through my jeans.
My eyes popped, and my smile stretched even bigger. I could have sworn it was ear to ear.
"Andy!" I dramatically said.
Andy leaned back, a half-grin on his face.
"What do you expect. You're so god damn sexy..."
"Oh shut up," I pecked his cheek. Slowly I looked down, and I lightly ran my hand across his pants.
Looking back at Andy, I saw that his eyes were now closed.
I was about to kiss him again when I got an idea.
I'd never really done this, so I didn't know if he'd like it. But, I still wanted to try it.
Cautiously, I slowly started to rock my hips back and forth. I pushed all my hair to one side, and leaned down close to his face.
Andy's eyes opened, and they widened as he stared at me.
"Holy fuck," he moaned again. I giggled. I guess I was doing it right.
I started to rock my hips harder, and I leaned in, kissing his jawline. The poking through my jeans increased, and before I knew it, we were both moaning.
His hands were on my breasts, and I never stopped rocking. We continued our hot makeout session.
Probably only about 15 minutes later, I knew that our session was coming to an end.
My hips were tired, and I started slowing down, as did our kiss.
Andy's hands were now on my back, and the back of my neck. The kisses were still deep, yet sweeter and softer.
Finally, I'd stopped rocking completely, and the kisses turned into light flutters.
"I love you so much," Andy whispered. He pulled away, and stroked my cheekbone with his thumb.
I reached up, and placed my hand on top of his, keeping his hand on my cheek.
"I love you too..." I lowly said. Andy sat up slightly, and placed butterfly kisses along my chest, cheek, forehead, and lips.
The whole experience felt so...amazing. I loved every second. I almost didn't want to stop, but I was starting to get tired, and Andy seemed to be getting sleepy too.
He pulled me down, and he handed me his shirt. Mine was crumpled on the floor.
"Put this on," he said, "I don't want you being cold..."
I gave him a sincere smile, and put on his shirt. It came down to almost mid-thigh, and Andy looked me up and down, smiling.
"God you're so adorable," he shook his head, and pulled me in close.
I laid my head down on his still-bare chest, and lightly traced the feather tattoo near his collar bone.
He let out a single chuckle. "I've never seen that side of you." He smiled and leaned in, pressing our foreheads together. "Will I be seeing that side again, soon?"
I giggled, and made our noses touch. "Maybe," I gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
Out of nowhere, I pulled away, and let out a long yawn.
"Go to sleep, babygirl." Andy stroked my hair. "You need all you can get."
"But I just woke up!" I complained, puffing out my lower lip.
"Hey," Andy smirked. "That's the joy of having a concussion." Andy stopped to rub his eyes, and he groaned. "You know what? I think I'm gonna sleep with you..."
Andy trailed off, thinking of that sentence. I broke into laughter.
Andy held up his hands. "Oh! No! That's not what I meant." He broke into a hysterical laughter. "I'm so sorry. That came out wrong. Oh god." We both continued to laugh.
"But really," Andy said, a more serious tone. "I want you to rest. I'll be here."
Andy kissed my forehead, and he caressed my cheek.
I felt my eyelids droop, and I knew that there was no fighting off sleep now.
I said it again.
"I love you," I murmured sleepily. I heard Andy chuckle.
"Love you too, beautiful." His arms enclosed around me, and he pushed me into him. I laid my hand on his chest, and I rested my body against his. Before I knew it, everything started to zone out, and I sighed as sleep overtook me.
Andy's POV
She really was beautiful.
I looked down at her as she slept in my arms.
She was so small. Her body fit perfectly in mine.
Why couldn't she see how perfect she was? I brushed her bangs out of her closed eyes. She looked so cute when she slept. I leaned in, and kissed her forehead again. What happened next was so adorable, I didn't think my heart could take it.
As soon as I kissed her, her face scrunched up in delight.
"Emily?" I smiled as I quietly called her name. She didn't stir.
"Hmm, I wonder," I said to myself. I leaned down, and kissed her again.
Just like before, she made the delightful crunch face.
"Are you awake?" I softly said to her. She still didn't move.
Oh. My. God. I laughed silently. That was so adorable! Everytime I kissed her while she slept, her face would scrunch up so cutely.
Finally, Emily moved around, and buried her head in my chest, her arm wrapping around my waist.
She always did this whenever she fell asleep in my arms. She would work her way around and try to cuddle. But I never knew that she actually responded to my kisses. It just added to her list of perfection.
I pressed my forehead against hers, and closed my eyes.
"My princess," I murmured almost inaudibly.
I didn't want to leave her alone tomorrow, but I knew she wouldn't forget about that. She'd force me out somehow.
Maybe I could find an excuse... I thought to myself.
I closed my eyes, scrolling through my thoughts trying to find a reason to stay with her.
She needed me. What if something bad happened again? What if she needed something? No... those wouldn't work against her. She'd find a way to convince me she could take care of herself.
She really was stubborn. I grinned, letting sleep take over my body. I'd find some excuse... But if I couldn't, I'd come back to her as quickly as possible. That was my last thought before I fell asleep; Emily still encased in my arms.
you should totally continue, this story is amazing! its one of my favorites!
4/21/15