Before The Angels Fell

Rileys POV

I actually couldn't believe Andy had invited me out here. It was completely out of character for him, but I was enjoying it.
I sat on the plane headed for London airport the day after Andy had rang to ask me and I was bouncing in my seat. It seemed like forever since I'd seen Andy. I really did miss him.

"ANDY!" I yelled when I saw him standing at the gate waiting for me. His eyes a soft flaming blue, his hair a mane of black, his smile growing when he saw me.
I ran up to him flinging my arms around his neck and embracing him tightly. I felt his arms wrap around my frame and pull me up so my feet were barely on the ground.
"I missed you so much" he whispered into my neck.
"I missed you too. Been so lonely without you."
"Not too lonely I hope" he said, hinting that I hadn't visited the hospital.
"No no. I've been good. I think it was good for me to come with you the first day of Warped Tour. Perfect time for me to say goodbye. It was hard though."
"Well I'm glad you're okay. Come on, the guys are waiting for me."

Andy took me back to back to the hotel first to drop off my stuff and change. All the guys and crew were waiting for us at a restaurant nearby.
"Are you sure this is okay?" I asked Andy for the hundredth time.
"You look gorgeous" he said kissing my ruby red lips.
I glanced in the mirror at my black A-line dress with long sleeves and a very low neck line. My hair was razor straight and my heels were like daggers.
I looked back at Andy and saw little smudges of lipstick on his lips. I giggled and caressed my thumb over his lips to try and wipe it off.
Andy smiled and shook his head.
"Do I look okay?" He said, trying to mock me and twirling around.
"Very handsome" I commented.
His black skinny jeans clung to gazelle legs and his black shirt was not ripped, but rolled up to his elbows.
"Come on, we gotta go" Andy said grabbing my hand a leading me out the door.

At dinner, Andy drove into a conversation with Danny Worsnop. I seemed to be left out of that conversation. Danny would shoot looks at me from the other side of Andy. I wasn't sure if it was disgust or interest.
On the opposite side of me, I had Ashley and CC beside him. I tapped Ashley to try and get his attention.
"Hey Ash. What's with Danny?" I asked curiously.
"Hmm? Oh, umm what do you mean?" He asked, confused with my meaning.
"I mean, like, what the fuck is wrong with him? Keeps looking at me!"
"Probably cause you look smoking hot and that Andy is a fucking lucky bastard?" Ashley teased.
"No, that's what you're thinking" I smirked. "But I'm being serious."
"Forget about Danny. He doesn't know you from the next girl and it don't matter. Here have a drink" he said grabbing one of the shots that was in front of him and CC.
"Oh no, I know what that is!" I said looking at the green liquid.
"A shot of absinthe never killed anyone" he said taking the shot for himself.
I rolled my eyes. "Fine, give me one!"
"Yes! That's more like it!" He said watching me down the shot.
"Okay. Are we ready to hit the club?" I said already feeling it hit me, despite eating a full meal.
Ashley started to get up from the table and everyone copied his actions.
We walked out onto the street and came across a bar that was pumping with people.
"This is one of our favourite bars. The guys in here love us" Danny pointed out as we walked in.
Sure enough, when staff saw Danny, a row of coke whiskey magically appeared on the bar.
We drank off of Asking Alexandria's fame and partied like rockstars.
Andy continued to ignore me fro majority of the night. He was so involved with his crew and Danny. Such a workaholic.
Ashley held my attention for every other part of the night. It consisted of doing shots off the bar and pretending we were awesome dancers.
The bar had a dancefloor at the back of the room with a DJ playing anything from punk 90s to modern day rave.
Ashley and myself were having a ball. We had lost count of how many drinks we had and didn't care how stupid we looked dancing.
"You are such a fucking stripper" Ashley said when he got close enough to my ear.
"You love it baby" I taunted.
"You shouldn't do this to me Riles. It ain't fair" he said grabbing my waist.
"Who said anything about being fair?"
"Exactly, Andy gets his own private stripper that doesn't even know he has. I bet you do kinky shit with him."
I scowled. "I don't. He doesn't need to find out. And I don't do that stuff" I said pushing his hands off me.
"You'd do that stuff with me though" Ashley said, resisting my hands and sliding his further around my waist.
"Ash. I love Andy. I don't feel comfortable talking about this" I said trying to push him off again.
"You may love Andy, but does he love you?! You have been with me all night cause Andy has ignored you, right?"
I nodded.
"Then don't you ask yourself why he brought you here?" He said, asking me like I was 5.
"I'm trying not to" I said, trying to disguise my hurt.
Just as Ashley's words were sinking into my tipsy state of mind, I felt someone grab my hand. I spun to see Andy.
"Hey, sorry, I've been trying to work out the kinks with the crew. Wanna drink?" He said pulling me away from Ashley.
"Uhh, yeah" I smiled weakly.
"What's wrong?" He said when he took in my face.
"Nothing, just glad to finally have to myself" I said giving him a genuine smile.
Andy leaned down and kissed me softly before taking me back to everyone else.
I glanced back at Ashley, who was now surrounded by strangers on the dancefloor, giving me a look of pity.
Did he really think that Andy didn't love me?

Notes

I'm no longer trying to predict how long this will go for...
-Tina xx