Andy Biersack oneshots!

„How long have you known?“ Andy sat on the bed and looked at me.

I was laying beneath the warm covers, surrounded by tissues (mostly used ones), cups of tea or soup and various pills that were supposed to get me better until my birthday but didn't help at all. I was still coughing so much my chest burned and my throat hurt, while my body was aching and shaking. It was a bit better today than the last couple of days, since my blood heat was normal.

Still, I wasn't really up for partying today.

„About a week or so.“, I chuckled and then erupted into a whooping cough.

„Does it hurt?“ he got closer and rubbed my back, comforting me.

I ignored his question and tried to smile, altough my chest was burning once again. „I saw Kate's invitations for the party.“

Sniffling, I continued. „She didn't hide them really well, it was bound to happen.“

He sighed and shook his head. „I told her that the invitations were too much.“

I laughed slightly. „There's no such thing as 'too much' when it comes to Kate.“

„That's true.“, Andy sniggered. „Besides, she can be pretty persuasive.“

„Yea, that also sounds awfully similar to Kate.“, I nodded and smiled.

Since I found out my friend Kate was planning me a surprise party, I didn't doubt for one second she got all of my friends and acquaintances involved, including my boyfriend Andy. She loved to arrange every kind of celebrations, so this was probably something that kept her occupied and excited for a couple of weeks.

Unfortunately, I will have to ruin her surprise.

„And what now?“ Andy raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner, staring back at me.

„Can they celebrate my birthday without me?“ I pouted.

He half smiled and let out a faint chuckle. „No, I don't think they can.“

„Why not?“ I asked casually, in a light tone.

Instead of answering my stupid question or give me a sarcastic response, he simply rolled his eyes.

„Well, then...“, I concluded. „Cancel it.“

„Oh, hell no.“, he raised his hands up in defense. „I'm not calling Kate. If you want to cancel it, do it yourself.“

„But, it's my birthday...“, I spoke silently, looking at his stunning blue eyes pleadingly and putting my arms softly in his.

„Exactly.“, Andy nodded and kissed my forehead. „So, naturally, she won't be able to get mad at you.“

He rested his forehead on mine for a few moments and I kept staring at him with wide eyes. I even stuck my bottom lip out in an attempt to persuade him to do it instead.

„I'm not in the mood for socializing with all these people. I don't even like surprise parties, because they give me anxiety most of the time.“, I explained. „ I would much rather have a private dinner with my closest friends. Or...“

„...Just you.“, I finished and pecked him on the lips tenderly.

He sighed and then smiled. „Fine. You win.“

After he kissed me again, Andy lifted himself off from the bed.

„I can't believe you're actually cancelling your own surprise party.“, he laughed. „You truly are a piece of work.“

I laughed along. „I have to agree on this one.“

Right when he came to the doors of the bedroom, I called out his name and made him stop. He turned back around to look at me.

„I'm sorry.“, I said after clearing my throat. „I know you also put effort in this and I'm sorry it fell apart just because I'm sick.“

He shook his head. „It's okay. The only thing that matters now is that you get healthy again. I wasn't so sure about the whole thing, to be honest. And I don't know most of your friends anyway.“

„So, no hard feelings?“

„None at all.“, he smiled and disappeared in the hallway.

Settling in my bed, I decided to take a short nap. I looked at the clock and remembered it was also time to take my pills. I sorted that out and drank the last few sips of my herbal tea, then layed down again to try and fall asleep.

I don't know how long my nap took, but I woke up feeling a tiny bit better.

As I blinked a few times and rubbed my eyes, my vision cleared and I noticed balloons on the floor. Sitting up in my bed, I realized the whole bedroom was filled with colorful ballons and long ribbons. It immediately brought a huge grin to my face, seeing Andy in the middle of the room, holding a huge cake with fancy decorated frosting, on which there was a beautifully hand written sign saying 'Happy birthday!'.

„Woah...“, I breathed out, my eyes wide. „That medicine I took before must be quite strong.“

He actually laughed at my joke and after that his mouth spread into a whole-hearted, genuine smile.

„You woke up just in the right time.“, he came closer to me. „I was just about to sing 'Happy birthday'.“

„Well, you still can.“, I couldn't wipe that grin off my face, because I was so thrilled at that point. As a matter of fact, I was amazed I didn't squeal from happiness just yet.

With that, he began to sing to me.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, like he did before, holding a round-shaped cake on his lap and smiling while he sang. I always admired his low voice, but knowing he now sang for me and only for me, it sounded so much more incredible. That husky, gruff voice that attracted me to him the first time I heard him speak was now something I ached to listen every day. I was grateful he slowed down the melody, because I didn't want the song to end. His blue eyes shined throughout the song and I almost started crying looking at all this, the room with the balloons and Andy with the cake.

And I swear, this is truly one of those sights I'll keep in my mind forever.

After he finished, we both leaned in and kissed, while I wrapped my arms around him, careful not to touch the cake.

„Thank you.“, I whispered when we pulled apart, our faces still close.

„I managed to get ahold of the cake.“, he chuckled mischievously and raised two forks up. I took one without hesitation.

I laughed. „I love you, you dork.“

„I love you too, my birthday girl.“, he kissed me again and then we dug into the cake.

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