Sapphire Eyes (Andy Biersack)

"Is that all for today?" I asked the rather new- and quite attractive- customer. I only think he's ever been in here once or twice before, but that was probably when I was bussing tables or moping the floor. I've only recently moved up to cashier/barista at The Bean.

Now, when I say attractive, I'm talking black shoulder length shaggy hair, crystal blue eyes, porcelain skin, easily 6'2", clad in plaid, leather and black skinny jeans type of attractive. Le fuckin swoon.

"Yeah, I think that's it." Replied the blue-eyed beauty with a small smile that revealed a set of perfectly white teeth. 'That's so fucking cute,' I thought to myself. 'One of his front teeth are chipped smaller than the other one.' I then questioned my sanity for finding teeth attractive.

Being a such a small, private coffee shop, we know all of our regular customers by name, so we don't generally put the customer's name on their orders. But because I'm too curious for my own good, I just had to ask this one time.

"Can I have a name for the drinks?" I said after I attempted- and probably failed- to flirtatiously flip my ponytail over my shoulder.

"Andy for the hot chocolate and Ashley for the espresso." Ashley. Ashley? Well for fucks sake, he's got a girlfriend. I mean why wouldn't he, he looks like sex on legs.

A few minutes passed and as I was assembling his drinks, another man with an unfamiliar face with the same style as the Andy guy strolled in. This guy seemed like he definitely lifted weights or something by the way his shirt fit tight over his chest, where as this Andy fella was more lanky.

I was putting the lids on the drinks when I heard the pleasantly gravelly voice belonging to Andy call out, "Hey Ash!"

I picked my head up to quickly glance around the coffee shop, but the only customer here that was a girl was Cindy, who frequented here quite oftenly.

Who in the hell was he talking to? Himself? 'Please, for the love of God, don't tell me I got a crush on a psychopath. I knew he was too good to be true.'

Then, to my utter surprise, the muscular-biker looking dude that just came in walked right over to Andy, and they greeted each other with that stupid handshake-bro hug thing all guys do.

THAT'S Ashley?

"Uh, here you go. One hot chocolate, one espresso." I said, still not sure how I felt about Ashley being a dude. Like, I don't mind gay people, but now I really got no pretend-chance with this Andy guy. Dammit.

"Thanks hun." Andy replied, and winked at me as he dropped a $10 bill in the tip jar labeled "Feelin' Tipsy?"

I didn't know if I was more excited about the wink or the freaking tEN DOLLAR TIP. WHO TIPS TEN DOLLARS. ANGELS. ANGELS SENT FROM GOD. THAT'S WHO.

Trying to collect myself, I replied with a smile, figuring it'd be better if I didn't attempt to say anything, and watched as Andy and Ashley went to go sit at one of the small tables adorned with a pile of books.

A few hours passed and my soulmate (don't judge me) and his friend were long gone already. Getting ready for closing, I wiped down the counter and started laughing to myself. A girl that is literally the walking definition of "pin-up girl" came into the coffeehouse about 10 minutes after the boys sat down and was completely all over Ashley. Ain't no way him and Andy were together.

Notes

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