Andy's POV

I wake up alone in our bed, that's weird. I see a piece of paper on Lola's pillow and read her messy handwriting

Andy:
Sammi had a model drop out of her photo shoot last night so I am filling in. She made sure it wasn't lingerie or anything a again:) so I had to leave and I didn't want to wake you up. I don't know when I will be back. I might be able to answer texts but maybe not:(
Love you,
Lola

I put it down and just decide to get up, after getting dressed I go outside to smoke. I haven't in about a month, not because I'm trying to stop but because I've completely forgotten. Just being around Lola relieves my stress enough that I don't even remember to smoke. When I finished I stomped it out and went back inside. Maybe I should work on lyrics.. I don't know.
I start to watch the news because there is nothing else on. When I get bored I start walking around our medium sized apartment randomly. I end up looking at all my old stage clothes. I kind of miss dressing up and being super theatrical, I wish we didn't stop. Eventually I find myself in the bathroom messing around with some warpaint. I had drawn the stitch on my right cheek and drew the line across my nose. On the line I did a few x's on the right side, two to be exact. One for each major heart break. On the other side I kept the line empty but made it get thicker after it was off my nose. I did some lines coming from around my eyes like they were when we did the perfect weapon music video, but longer, dropping one all the way down my cheeks and stoping when it was level with the stitch on the other side. I started teasing my hair like I did during the set the world on fire era, the red tips on all the layers looked awesome throughout my hair. I looked in the mirror and smiled. I missed this so much. This style of warpaint was really meaningful too, showing the different eras of my life so far. I ran to the closet and put on some leather pants and a few belts, took off my shirt and put warpaint all over my arms, lightly though. I did the v and some streaks of paint on my chest and stomach at random. Soon rifling through my closet and grabbing a leather studded vest. Next, I found some old leather gloves put one on, then changing my lip ring to a black one and putting a leather cuff on the other arm. Finally, I slipped on some socks and a pair of combat boots. I looked in the mirror and smiled. I haven't dressed up this much in what feels like years. When I was Andy six it was an every day thing, now I wanted that back. To be completely individualized from other bands. I took a lot of pictures before sitting down on the couch, careful not to get makeup on it. I just sat thinking for half an hour,
'Why did I ever stop doing this? Maybe I just needed a change to regain my passion for individualism.. When did I start taking off the make up and become less theatrical? Wait, is it possible.. I never thought about it that way, that around the time when I was dating juliet I toned it down a lot. I knew she didn't care for our stage looks and was annoyed when my warpaint got on her. Did I really change for her without realizing it? I wonder If the other guys missed dressing up, what if they did and just stopped because it would look weird if only one member of the band wasn't wearing warpaint or so much leather. I'm going to talk to them.'
Before I talk to them though I go on twitter and post:
@andybvb: got bored and dressed up in warpaint and old stage clothes. I miss this.

Then I go on Instagram and put up a few pictures that I had taken. One was just of my face and I commented:
@andybvb: this is my favorite warpaint I have ever done because it represents the growth of myself in these past few years being in this band. The classic stitch that I have somehow forgotten. The line on my nose with two x's symbolizing major heartbreaks. And the thickening on the left side, then thin again as it comes across my cheek, similar to the little bit of warpaint I have been wearing. The eye makeup on one side is similar but completely new, going down my cheek further and is the newest element in terms of the future. I have one eye just rimmed with eyeliner because I still need to remember the time I wore almost none or not any warpaint at all.

Then I posted a few full body ones adding comments like:
@andybvb: back in black.
@andybvb: front poop back again. Oops. Not really haha.

I took one of just my head and stomach showing the warpaint on my torso. I commented:
@andybvb: maybe we should get better paint?

I posted the links to the photos on twitter. Soon my phone buzzed with a text from Jinxx. He was always the most theatrical.
Jinxx: Andy! I love your warpaint! I really miss being theatrical and all... I doubt the other guys do though. Why did we ever stop? I know I just went along because everyone else did but I miss it.
Andy: Jinxx I think at least we need to be theatrical again. I feel reconnected while wearing this. And I think after this tour we have to work on another record, but one less like wretched and divine and more like we stitch These wounds and set the world on fire. More rock, less soundtrack.
Jinxx: yes! Yes! I bought some new clothes for the stage but was going to return them because they were too theatrical! I agree that we should make another album. Andy we need to look for a recording studio and stuff though. Should we be theatrical for the next tour or wait?
Andy: I think we should ease into it a bit, like slowly build up the warpaint and stuff. Honestly Jinxx I don't think all of our fans will love it but I do. And you should get your show clothes on and make up some new warpaint. Don't draw with a goal, paint with freedom and passion.
Jinxx: I'm quoting you on twitter. And I am. Tell me if you hear from the other guys. And Andy I never got the chance to tell you or Lola, but I like your new hair color and I'm glad you grew it back out.
Andy: send me a picture when you are done. Then Instagram and twitter too please:)
I open twitter back up to see that Jinxx has quoted me:
@Jinxxbvb: #qotd "don't draw with a goal, paint with a freedom and a passion" -@andybvb

I have gotten a few negative comments on Instagram but hundreds, litterally hundreds! Have said positive things or that they hoped we would become theatrical again. I still haven't heard from the other guys, but it's before twelve so they are probably still asleep. Ella left a few nights ago along with Lauren so jake and cc are alone again. I pull out my journal and start to write down some lyrics. I somehow manage to write a song and another verse for the verse and bridge. Still no chorus though. I get a text from Lola around one:
Lola: still shooting. Sammi told me to go on your Instagram. Andy I loved it! I think you look more you than you have before! Please keep it! The warpaint looks amazing!
Andy: thanks. I left one side for you of the line on my nose open partly for you. Hoping for growth in our relationship as the line gets bigger<3
Lola: that's really sweet. I live you, but I have to go finish shooting.
Lola: *love damn autocorrect!
Andy: I love you too oxoxox

I set down the phone only to have the screen flash again and a picture of Jinxx pop on the screen. I open his text and see him wearing a ripped black v-neck shirt, leather pants and a full length sleeve leather jacket. He has warpaint in vertical lines down his arms and running straight diagonals down his chest. He can't do much with his hair. But his face makeup is his diamonds but sideways on one eye, he had on a deep red lipstick, probably Sammi's, and a line that extended from his lips on either side, connecting with the one that was from the diamond. I texted him back:
Andy: you look awesome, I like how you kept the lines and the diamonds, sticking to the roots.
Jinxx: I put two pictures on Instagram. Thanks man it is my favorite warpaint so far!
Andy: :) have you heard from the guys? I haven't... I'm kind of worried what if they don't like going in this direction again?
Jinxx: mix matched brides! Haha. I don't know. We talk about it I guess.
Andy: ok.. Have fun not getting your house all black!
Jinxx: oops. Already did..
Andy: haha! Sammi's going to be mad!

A text from jake came across the screen.
Jake: I'm in. I'm dressing up in two minutes.
Jake: actually can't. I'm out of warpaint. Can I come over and get some?
Andy: sure! Or do you want me to bring it over?
Jake: I'm already on my way man.
Andy: don't pick the lock!

I hear a knock on the door ten minutes later. We all live pretty close to each other so it doesn't take that long. I let jake in and he looks me over.
"Man! I missed this!" He shouts and almost hugs me.
"jake, watch the paint." I say and push him away lightly. He has a bag with some of his own stage clothes. He goes and puts them on before heading to my bathroom and doing his makeup similar to how it was before. He adds inward curves at the ends of the small black lines that have extended from the black around his eyes though. He smiles and asks embarrassed, "can you take a picture. I'm bad at selfies."
"Sure!" I say and take the camera from him. I take some full body pictures but then some just of his face. It's kind of awkward. He posts them on Instagram and twitter and goes to leave. He said he wanted to Skype Ella or something. Still nothing from ashley or cc- nope cc just texted me a picture! It was of him dressed in his stage clothes with the dripping balls upside down. It looked better than before actually! He posted it on twitter too and added:
@Ccbvb: I'm baaaack!
I can't help but smile. There is still no response from ashley.. I hear the door open and Lola walks in. She sees me smiling like a kid in the candy store and smiles too. She runs up to me and embraces me in a hug despite the paint. I don't even care. She was only wearing darker jean shorts and a black V-neck so it didn't really matter. She whispered in my ear, "you look really hot in your warpaint. I think black looks best on you."
"Black looks good on you too." I whisper back and nibble on her ear. I was referring to her shirt and the warpaint that had smeared on her arms. She smirked and smashed our lips together forcefully. Then pulling away and grabbing my hand, leading us to the bedroom and locking the door.
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"We need to wash the sheets for multiple reasons this time Andy." She says giggling. My black paint is all over the bed and on her too.
"Yep. But not now. I'm too lazy." I whine jokingly. She giggle again. How I love that cute little giggle.
"Andy, someone texted you." She say and points to my phone that is lighting up.
"I don't care." I say and climb on top of her again kissing her passionately for a long time. She rolls us over and pulls me closer. Lola pulls away too soon and whispers, "check your phone."
"Fine." I grumble and look at the text. It's from ashley.
Ashley: what the hell man! I'm not doing warpaint again

Notes

I put it back together, I hope this works. Thanks for putting up with the stubbornness of the website with this..
-C