Keep It Secret

I was scrolling through my phone mindlessly, sort of but not really aware that Andy came into the bunk room, or that he was shirtless. Maybe more of the latter. "Fuck," he muttered. "Where the hell is it...?"
"Where's what?" I said with the most innocent tone possible. Of course I knew what he was looking for--I took it. He was looking for his phone, obviously. I took it when he came in here before he showered. I giggled.
"What's so funny?" He looked at me suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing. Nothing that you would take interest in, anyway."
"Try me."
"Alright. You've been looking everywhere for your phone, but you haven't even considered the fact that I may or may not have it."
"Good point. I do take interest in that, by the way."
"How nice."
"Give me my phone."
"Make me." I knew he could see it; half of it was sticking out from under my back for God's sake.
"Maybe I will." He stepped closer. Ducking down, he kissed my cheek and grabbed his phone. He smiled and left. I, however, was still in shock.

Me: wth

Andy: Oh, you didn't like that?

Me: That's not what I said.

Andy: I know. I do like you, though.

Me: I find that hard to believe, going by the fact that I'm an emo and you're you.

Andy: ?

Me: Please don't tell Jinxx about this. He'll flip his shit if he finds out.

No response. I'm fine with that, too. Not like I need one anyway. I thought back to what Jinxx said about "no dating the band members". You've fucked up, Ari. My subconscious said. Breaking the only rule your brother put out there. Whore. I shrugged that thought off and occupied myself with texting Andy.

Me: I like you too.

Andy: Why?

Me: I could ask you the same.

Andy: Fine. You're beautiful and funny. Why me?

Me: You're hot, funny, and get me.

Andy: Good enough for me. You should sleep.

Me: Fine ;3

I think I had one of the best dreams possible. I was backstage at a black veil brides concert, Andy singing Nobody's Hero. He then picked me up bridal style, hauled me onstage with a spin, and kissed me. Then Jinxx got really pissed, but it was worth it. When I woke up, light was blinding me through the window, and my phone was almost dead. After rustling through my bag, I realized my charger was gone. "God dammit, Andy." I muttered. This was obviously his getting back at me for stealing his phone. I checked my phone percentage. 3%. I pulled on a BVB shirt with Andy on it, ripped up black skinny jeans, and lower-shin-length converse. I sat on my bunk and used my phone as a mirror to put on my makeup and do my hair. "Alright," I said, stepping out of the bunk room. "Who has my charger?" I saw Andy give my brother a pointed look, obviously a Don't you dare tell her or I will cut you look.
"It was Andy." Jinxx said. Andy threw his hands up in the air.
"Yeah, I figured."
"Hey, Ari, can we talk?" Jinxx asked. Andy went to the bunk room, getting the message. I sat at the table. "That sounds ominous."
"I know what happened...last night."
"Last night?"
"Yes." He sounded on the edge of pissed.
"Really, then, what happened last night?"
"You and Andy..." He raised his eyebrows.
"Jesus, Jeremy! Why can't you leave me alone?"
"Because you're my little sister!"
"I'm not little anymore, Jinxx!"
"You're right, you're not. But you need to understand, Ari—"
"Oh my GOD, Jinxx, it was nothing! He was just being a 'boy'!" I didn't let him retort. I stormed off to the bathroom and cut 12 times on my legs. I took a packet of red hair dye from my bag and painted streaks on my locks. When I walked out, Jinxx was "talking" to Andy, barely noticing me. Whatever. The bus pulled to a stop. "Oh thank GOD! We're here, nerds!" Andy yelled to CC, Jake, and Ashley, who were all sitting on the couch. I stood at the door, looking at the venue. Someone's hand brushed against mine. I looked up, then back to the stage. "Welcome," Andy said. "To the first Brides concert of the tour."

Notes

Yay! New chapter!! Shoutout to Cherybde for the support! Chapter 4 coming soon--hold on!
Stay happy, not crappy, life's a bitch, don't quit!
Xoxo
Until next time, kittens!

--Please_Kill_Me