A Dark Romance- Andy Biersack love story
Epilogue 4
I walk down the hallway to Andy's office, trying to hold back my frustration. I run my tongue over my teeth. He is so gonna get it. I peek in through the door crack and see him typing on his computer. I see something shine as he moves his hand. I swallow and push the door open.
He holds up his gun, aiming at my chest. I raise my eyebrows and set my hand on my hip, unafraid. When he sees its me, he lowers the gun. "Hey Taylor. What are you doing back so soon? Shouldn't you be in Jamaica?" I glare at him and sit on the edge of his desk. "Well I was and I went to go buy a drink from a gas station, when the clerk says my card isn't working. You froze my card?" He runs his hands through his hair.
"Taylor, listen." I raise my eyebrows. "I'm listening." I say flipping my over my shoulder. "I only did that because you have a little but of a spending problem." I nod and chuckle. He looks at me, fear swimming in his eyes. "I have a spending problem?" He realizes the mistake when I chuck a pillow from his couch at him.
He catches it and I throw another. This one hits him in the face. "Taylor. Stop it." He says when I pick up a blue vase. I sigh and set it back where I found it. "I only did that because I like that one." I say, folding my arms. He sighs and runs his hands through his hair again.
Andy's POV
I hear heels clacking against the floorboards. It's not Taylor because she's in Jamaica. Probably pissed that I froze her credit cards. I grab my gun from the drawer. Taylor doesn't like it, but agreed to have it. The only deal was I had to keep it in my office. I set my hand in my knee and go back to working on the computer, finalizing an order for a new painting.
The door opens and I hold up my gun. Taylor stands there, hand on her hip, eyebrows raised. I am so dead. "Hey Taylor. What are you doing back so soon? Shouldn't you be in Jamaica?" I ask, putting away the gun. She glares at me and sits on the edge of my desk. She starts talking but I don't hear anything. All I can think about is how beautiful she looks in that dress. "You froze my card?" I tune back in just in time. She looks back at me, anger swarms her eyes, turning them gold.
I run my fingers through my hair, thinking of a way to tell her this carefully. "Taylor listen." She raises her eyebrows again. "I'm listening." God she looks so hot when she's mad. "I only did that because you have a little but of a spending problem." She nods and chuckles. I am in deep shit. Why do I keep digging myself a hole? "I have a spending problem?" She grabs a pillow from the sofa and chucks it at me.
I catch it, only to be hit with another one. "Taylor stop it." I say as she picks up the blue vase we picked out together a few weeks ago. She sighs and sets it back where she found it. "I only did that because I like that one." She says foldin her arms, making her look even more irresistible. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair.
I walk over to her. She glares and I grab her hips. "Taylor. I love you. More than anyone in this world. In this galaxy. But you do have a spending problem. You love shopping. And since I wasn't there with you, I didn't want you spending a whole bunch of money." Her glare falters. "I guess you're correct." She says looking away.
I smile. "So I'm right?" She scoffs. "I didn't say that." I laugh. "Yes you did." She shakes her head. "No I didn't." I lean closer to her and kiss her collarbone. "Yes you did." She shakes her head. I kiss up her neck. "Yes you did." I say kissing right under her jaw. "No." I chuckle. "Yes." I wrap my arms around her waist and she wraps her arms around my neck. "No." I kiss her cheek. "Yes." I put my lips right in front of hers, teasing. "Admit it." Her eyes swarm with that defiance and fire I love so much but she sighs in defeat.
"You were. Right." She says it like it was forbidden. I smile. "Thank you." I kiss her and kisses me back but pulls away. "I'm sorry to leave you hanging but I need to get back to Jamaica." I pout and she pecks my lips and smiles. I walk her out to the taxi. She gets in and rolls down the window. I smile as she sticks her head out. "I' actually not sorry. I love you." She says and the driver starts driving away. "I love you too!" She smiles, gives a small wave and dissapears back inside the taxi.
Gosh, I love my queen. I smile and walk back inside.
He holds up his gun, aiming at my chest. I raise my eyebrows and set my hand on my hip, unafraid. When he sees its me, he lowers the gun. "Hey Taylor. What are you doing back so soon? Shouldn't you be in Jamaica?" I glare at him and sit on the edge of his desk. "Well I was and I went to go buy a drink from a gas station, when the clerk says my card isn't working. You froze my card?" He runs his hands through his hair.
"Taylor, listen." I raise my eyebrows. "I'm listening." I say flipping my over my shoulder. "I only did that because you have a little but of a spending problem." I nod and chuckle. He looks at me, fear swimming in his eyes. "I have a spending problem?" He realizes the mistake when I chuck a pillow from his couch at him.
He catches it and I throw another. This one hits him in the face. "Taylor. Stop it." He says when I pick up a blue vase. I sigh and set it back where I found it. "I only did that because I like that one." I say, folding my arms. He sighs and runs his hands through his hair again.
Andy's POV
I hear heels clacking against the floorboards. It's not Taylor because she's in Jamaica. Probably pissed that I froze her credit cards. I grab my gun from the drawer. Taylor doesn't like it, but agreed to have it. The only deal was I had to keep it in my office. I set my hand in my knee and go back to working on the computer, finalizing an order for a new painting.
The door opens and I hold up my gun. Taylor stands there, hand on her hip, eyebrows raised. I am so dead. "Hey Taylor. What are you doing back so soon? Shouldn't you be in Jamaica?" I ask, putting away the gun. She glares at me and sits on the edge of my desk. She starts talking but I don't hear anything. All I can think about is how beautiful she looks in that dress. "You froze my card?" I tune back in just in time. She looks back at me, anger swarms her eyes, turning them gold.
I run my fingers through my hair, thinking of a way to tell her this carefully. "Taylor listen." She raises her eyebrows again. "I'm listening." God she looks so hot when she's mad. "I only did that because you have a little but of a spending problem." She nods and chuckles. I am in deep shit. Why do I keep digging myself a hole? "I have a spending problem?" She grabs a pillow from the sofa and chucks it at me.
I catch it, only to be hit with another one. "Taylor stop it." I say as she picks up the blue vase we picked out together a few weeks ago. She sighs and sets it back where she found it. "I only did that because I like that one." She says foldin her arms, making her look even more irresistible. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair.
I walk over to her. She glares and I grab her hips. "Taylor. I love you. More than anyone in this world. In this galaxy. But you do have a spending problem. You love shopping. And since I wasn't there with you, I didn't want you spending a whole bunch of money." Her glare falters. "I guess you're correct." She says looking away.
I smile. "So I'm right?" She scoffs. "I didn't say that." I laugh. "Yes you did." She shakes her head. "No I didn't." I lean closer to her and kiss her collarbone. "Yes you did." She shakes her head. I kiss up her neck. "Yes you did." I say kissing right under her jaw. "No." I chuckle. "Yes." I wrap my arms around her waist and she wraps her arms around my neck. "No." I kiss her cheek. "Yes." I put my lips right in front of hers, teasing. "Admit it." Her eyes swarm with that defiance and fire I love so much but she sighs in defeat.
"You were. Right." She says it like it was forbidden. I smile. "Thank you." I kiss her and kisses me back but pulls away. "I'm sorry to leave you hanging but I need to get back to Jamaica." I pout and she pecks my lips and smiles. I walk her out to the taxi. She gets in and rolls down the window. I smile as she sticks her head out. "I' actually not sorry. I love you." She says and the driver starts driving away. "I love you too!" She smiles, gives a small wave and dissapears back inside the taxi.
Gosh, I love my queen. I smile and walk back inside.
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That was the last chapter sadly, but don't stop reading because I do have one last author's note and a surprise!
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