He Has A Heart Of Fire

We drove in silence for a while, just listening to the radio loudly with the wind blowing through our hair.
To be honest, I had completely forgotten that Andy was in the car and began singing along to the radio, which was playing 'Naive' by The Kooks.
"I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... Well, she's still out to get me.
And I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... She's still out to get me!"

By the end of the chorus, Andy was laughing and clapping, clearly impressed. I blushed, yet again.
"So, Miss Snow," he said, raising an eyebrow at me, "where are you taking me?"
"I honestly have no idea," I laughed, grinning at him.
His piercing, baby blue eyes lit up. "We could hide out of my place?"
I shot him a look. "Not in a weird way, we can just hang out there until you're ready to go home." Eventually, I agreed and he directed me to his apartment.

We reached Andy's door, stopping for him to unlock it. We made our way in as he said "Welcome to the Biersack residence! Population: One."
His apartment wasn't ridiculously amazing like I would have expected from a rock star. It was nice. The walls were greyish brown, he had black leather couches, black lamps, etc. I was surprised that his apartment actually had a colour scheme, what with him being a guy.
We watched a movie, which he let me pick. I chose one that I hadn't seen before, without realising it was a horror. At some point there was a jumpscare, which made me squeal. Andy jumped as I squealed and wrapped his long arms around me while chuckling to himself.

We decided that we wanted to drink, and that I would get a cab home later on. He went over to his fridge which only had beer, and there was a bottle of red wine on the wine rack.
"Do you want wine?" he asked. "Most girls don't like beer, right?"
"Please," I scoffed at him. "Do you really think I'm like most girls?"

We sat on the couch playing thumb wars, at which I beat him several times. By this point, we were tipsy from the beer. Clearly, Andy was getting sick of losing, so he reached over and just started tickling me.
We both paused, realising we were in a fairly intimate position. We just looked into each others eyes. Had his eyes always been this beautiful?
Our breathing was heavy, his from tickling me, mine from struggling and laughing.
He reached his hand up to move some hair out of my face. Next, I acted without thinking.
I reached my arms, up throwing them around his neck, pulling him towards me and into a deep kiss. At first he stiffened, but didn't reject me. He kissed me back, softly at first and then rougher.
I wrapped my legs around his waist. He then picked me up, still in that position, and carried me towards his bedroom. Was this really happening? It wasn't like we'd just met, we've known each other for years, we just lost contact.
As he carried me, he kissed me, one hand holding me up by the bottom of my back, the other hand on the back of my head, gripping my hair. I tugged gently on his cold lip ring, to which he let out a small growl of pleasure.
Andy gently lowered me onto his bed, grabbing my wrists and holding them above my head as he slowly kissed my neck, making my breathing become ragged.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked me, looking deeply into my eyes. "You have been drinking."
I just pulled him towards my lips again while nodding slowly.

I sat up, my legs still wrapped around Andy's waist as he pulled my tank top off.
"I didn't know you had a tattoo, Miss Snow" he said, noticing the lyrics on my ribs. He stroked his fingers along them gently, making me let out a small groan.
He crushed his lips against mine, pushing me back down onto the bed.

Notes

I was going to save this chapter for tomorrow, but I was too excited!
Something happened with Andy and Autumn, eek!
This is only a short chapter, but ahh!