Escaping Grace

I leaned against Andy as he pressed his lips against mine, and I chuckled, hearing someone complain behind us about PDA. We were at the venue, and had avout forty-five minutes left before we had to start the concert.
There were already people filing into the place, I could hear the crowd, and the stage people were running around trying to make sure all the small details were taken care of.
"Do we have to go on stage?" I murmured, and my boyfriend grinned, locking his hands behind my back to keep me in place.
"I think we still got time for a little alone ---."
"And THERE'S Andrew Biersack with his lips all over his girlfriend," we heard a familiar voice announce, and we both turned to look back as Bryan Stars and his camera came towards us in his traditional blue hoody and curly blonde hair. "Hey, Bryan," I pulled away from Andy, and Bryan grinned at us. .
"Hey guys. Surprise! Stop looking like you're going to kill me, Andy."
I glanced at Andy, but he turned his face before I could see his expression.
"You guys got time for an interview?" Bryan asked.
"Sure."
"No."
I smacked Andy on his bare, painted chest. He scowled, but followed as we headed toward one of the abandoned back rooms with furniture.
Bryan waved to the rest of our bands, but they were all still busy getting ready and didn't have time for an interview. My guys were especially late this time, so there had been a major hustle.
"Okay , you guys." Bryan settled himself between the two of us on the couch, setting the camera on a bookshelf a few feet away. "It's been months since I've got to interview either of you, and now you're together! How great is that?"
"Great." Andy still had a sour expression on his face, and I sent him a narrowed look.
"Okay, first things first. Leah," Bryan turned to me expectantly, turning his mic in my face, "what's your porn star name?"
"Ummm.... I have no idea." I blinked.
"I know." Andy grinned at me. "Twizzler McSpazzy."
"Twizzler McSpazzy? Andy!"
"It's perfect! Sums you up in two words!" he laughed, and I flailed at him.
"That's not how I want to be remembered!"
"Okay, okay," Bryan separated us. "And what's your catch phrase?"
"Uh, You can't have it just once." I spoke the first thing that popped into my mind.
"Andy, is that true?" Bryan asked.
"Yep." Andy answered instantly. "Once does not do her justice. Especially when you're drunk."
I flushed.
"Okay, next question. Leah, are you a virgin?"
"No," Andy answered for me. "Most definitely not."
I felt my face redden more as Bryan laughed.
"No fair, you guys are ganging up on me. I need reinforcements!"
"All of them were late, remember? Your reinforcements suck," Andy told me, messing with my hair, and I flailed at him again; I had just got it situated how I wanted it!
"Andy, your turn. What's the girliest thing about you?"
Andy pondered for a moment. "Leah."
"Leah?"
"Yeah. She brings out my girl side. Yknow with the facials and the Disney movies," I rolled my eyes at him. "She fucking loves Disney movies. It's like living with a twelve year old."
"You know you like them."
Bryan grinned, and for the next thirty minutes his typical, off the wall questions continued, Andy even grabbing half his questions and eating them in his typical style.
Eventually, Ashley found his way to us, sitting down in my lap to vamp up the interview quite a bit.
"So, anyone in your life these days, or still the single life, Ashley?" Bryan asked, my lipstick smeared across his lips Joker style thanks to Andy going through my pockets.
Andy I looked at each other, and Ashley placed his hand over my mouth before I could speak.
"Single is the way to go," he announced. "Single forever, am I right?"
"Yeah, man," He and Bryan bumped fists. "But rumor is you have got yourself caught."
Ashley rolled his eyes. "No woman can settle this man down." He still had his hand over my mouth, and his belt was stabbing me with its spikes. I glanced over, catching my boyfriends eye.
"Hey, get off my woman!" Andy reached around Bryan and pulled on Ashleys leg, managing to roll him into the floor. "That's my lap!"
"My feelings!" Ashley cried from the floor. "You've broken them!"
"Leah! Fifteen minutes!" One of the stage hands suddenly announced, hovering at the door. "The rest of your guys are ready."
"Thanks!" I hopped to my feet, and stepped oved Ashley where he was sprawled in the floor still.
"Whoa! Are those tats?" Bryan asked, looking surprised. "Yeah," I looked down at my hips. I was wearing a white crop top, and my low studded jeans that made ot possible for my tattoo to show. I couldn't count the times Andy had pressed kisses against every single word, and I flushed at the memory of it.
"Has she always had those? Why did I not know this?" Bryan sounded amazed.
"Always had them." Ashley told him as he raised up from the floor. "She doesn't show them often enough. Personally, I think she has hidden tats that no one knows about unless she's naked."
Bryan and Ashley both looked at Andy, who just gave a slow, all knowing grin.
"Wouldn't you guys like to know?"
I nailed him in the face with one of the ratty pillows. "Andy!" The guys erupted into laughter, and I rolled my eyes. "I'll see you after the show," I muttered, shaking my head. They were so ridiculous.
"Wait," Andy jumped to his feet and quickly stepped over to me. "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"My dignity left at the start of the interview, so no."
Andy grinned, then leaned down to give me a toe curling kiss, flipping Ashley and Bryan off when they wolf-whistled at us. I grinned, then took off down the hall to the stage where my guys were waiting
. "How was the interview?" Nate asked, looking at me with sad, puppy eyes.
"Like it always is with Bryan," I shook my head. "Wild."
Vale grinned. "You gotta love him, though. I think we've watched most of his interviews, haven't we?"
"Yeah," Clarke moved to the curtain. "You guys ready?" "Always!" We took off across the stage, and the crowd started yelling. I grabbed the mic with a grin.
"How is everyone tonight? What? I can't hear you!"
The crowd screamed. I glanced back at the guys, and Nate started, slamming the drums.

"God, if you're high above,
Tell me,
What right do I have at love?
Oh please"

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