Rose’s POV:

“Shut up!” I shouted, tossing a pillow at Sam and her new boyfriend’s head.

The two of them just had to stay in on Valentine’s Day, while I was alone, because my amazing boyfriend was currently touring the country. That’s just fucking twisted.

Sam rolled her eyes and flipped me off, while her current boy toy simply chuckled and offered me a sympathetic smile to be honest I liked the guy; I hoped Sam didn’t break his heart too much when she eventually dumped him. It was her thing, ‘never be single on Valentine’s Day, or else you’ll fall in love that year’ or some other shit she made up. She just didn’t like commitment, or maybe hadn’t found the right guy. Ashley was like that before he found Olivia. Now he was like a lovesick puppy whenever she was around.

“Is this revenge or payback for my gaga talk when I was dating Chris?” I question.

“Not everything is about you sweetheart, besides, I thought you loved this gooey mushy holiday?” She asks, narrowing her eyes.

I scowl, “that was when I thought that I wouldn’t be alone on Valentine’s Day!”

“Look, sweetie, maybe go for a walk or something, it’ll clear your head,” she suggests.

I glower at them locked in a passionate embrace, wishing it were Andy and me. “you just want an excuse to kick me out don’t you?”

But I go, grabbing my purse and coat as I set out onto the streets of NYC on Valentine’s Day.

It sucks, since like, the year I actually have a boyfriend, he can’t be here. Which just plain out, sucks. I can’t even call him, or Skype him because we’re in different time zones or something. Maybe he has a show, or is sleeping. Or he just forgot about me. Yup, the last one sounds right.

No, I mentally slap myself, locking the door on her evil, yet identical face. Andy loves me and I love him more than anything. He’s probably busy, which is understandable, I just wish we were together.

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Through my depressed, lovesick haze, I find myself in one of my favourite spots in the vast city that is New York. A small, slightly isolated bridge in central park, overlooking the currently frozen pond below. I sigh as I rest my forearms on the railing, staring intently at the frozen water below. I just wish that I wasn’t alone, no scrap that, I wish Andy were here. Right now, with his arms locked around me so I couldn’t even feel the cold. Not that I would anyways, being near him always makes my blood burn with electricity, in a good way of course.

I wonder if I make him feel like that, if I give him tingles and butterflies. I wonder if when we’re apart, does he stay awake, imagining my form tucked against him, or does he long for me during the middle of a show. I wonder if he loves me as much as I do, which I doubt because I love Andy with everything I am and ever have been. If I ever lived a past life I know that I only would love Andy. When I die, my body will begin to decay and rot, but my love for him will stay, forever, never once wavering, because I have never felt so certain about anything in my entire life.

And we’ve been through so much, too much for a young couple like us. The times we were broken up were awful. For different reasons of course. The first time I believed I was happy with Chris, hell, everyone could see that I was unhappy, everyone except me. And he made a little mistake, a tiny mistake. He learned from it though, and now we’re inseparable, when we’re in the same state at least. What he said the first tie was wrong, but we both grew because we loved apart for w bit, learned how much we nee each other, how much we belong together.

The second time wasn’t really either of our fault. Well, maybe we could’ve fought harder, held onto what he had a little more. And we would’ve been saved those months of heartache. But eventually, things worked out, like I knew they always would’ve been.

I had spent majority of my adolescence dreaming of meeting him and the rest of Black Veil Brides. I spent way too much time on the internet, browsing for ticket sales near my hometown, but whenever they were anywhere close, my parents refused me the ability to go. Until Chloe my best friend who I haven’t spoken to or seen in years, bought two tickets, and we went to their concert. It was spectacular, but for different reasons. It’s always different reasons.

I fainted from blood loss; Andy saved me, a typical theme for fanfictions regarding the band. The only thing is, it actually happened to me. I was rescued by my celebrity crush, and the best part, he liked me back. And now here I am, in central Park a few years later, and we’re dating?! My life is so incredibly messed up, but in a good way. Everything is good now. I haven’t’ been able to say that for a long time.

“You really haven’t.”

I gasp, and spin around, clutching onto the railing for dear life as I prepare to kick the shit out of the person behind me. I visibly relax when I see it’s Andy. Wait, Andy?

“Andy? What the hell are you doing here?” I ask, fighting off tears, tears of joy.

He smiles softly as he approaches me cocking his head to the side in an adorable fashion. “It’s Valentine’s Day, forgetting something babe?” He chuckles, but I’m just awestruck.

He clears his throat, “I hated the times we were apart too. But you’re right, as usual, things turned out how they were meant to. It’s not your fault though, the second time I mean, I could’ve done so many things to keep us together. But I didn’t and I’m sorry Rosie, I truly am. But I’m here now, and I love you baby, so much. More than you think, and will ever know.”

He then wraps his arms around me, hugging me close and I allow for the tears to fall, as I clutch onto him. I’ve missed him so much, too much. “Don’t go,” I breathe.

“Never.” It’s a lie, but I hold onto that one little word for as long as possible.

“I love you Andy,” I murmur, reaching up to capture his lips.

“I love you more,” he says into the kiss.

“Not possible,” I grin.

He pulls away but keeps our foreheads touching, “trust me Rosie, it is.”

Notes

Cute little chapter that takes place in the future. Rose looking back at her and Andy's relationship and how much it's grown, even in ways that we aren't aware of yet apparently.

Happy Valentine's Day to all the single people out there (like me)

ily <3