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Welcome to the Real World.

I don't want a fucking sandwich I want kisses, you pie-eating cock hammer!

I was shocked, why did Andy Biersack want MY number?! Didn't he have Juliet? I thought they were engaged!
"What about Juliet-" I began, but he cut me off.
"It was a mutual break up. She's an amazing girl, and it was great while it lasted, but the hate and threats became too much for her. She left" He shrugged and ran his fingers through his hair.
I pouted, they were adorable and I loved them together.
"We're still friends." he reassured me.
"Why me? I'm just... Me." I said and he pressed his finger to my lips,
"You are a nice girl, you seem like you were hurt before and I want to show you better." He said with a small smile, taking my hands into his and kissing my knuckles and I blushed.
"Alright..." I mumbled and brushed my hair out of my face.
"Now, why dont we go back to my hotel so I can get to know you better?" he said with a childish grin. I rolled my eyes and nodded, he payed for our coffees and called an Uber and we were taken to his hotel room.

As soon as we were inside the room, he locked his hands on my hips and I froze and wriggled out of his grasp.
"Slow down there ace." I said and put my hands up.
"What?" he whined and faceplanted on the bed beside me.
"Calm your shit for a minute while I take this in, are you trying to DO me?!" I shrieked.
"What? No!" he waved his hands in front of my face and I batted them away
"Then what the fuck was that?!"
"I just wanted to kiss you! I like you, you seem cool! My dick got the best of me!" He buried his face in his hands.
"You fucking wierdo." I laughed and lay next to him.
"You want me to call room service?" he asked me quietly and awkwardly into the bed.
I shook my head, "No. I'm okay... I just want to ki-"
"You sure? I can get you a sandwich. You want a sandwich?" He asked and looked up at me.
"I don't want a fucking sandwich! I want kisses you pie-eating cock hammer!" I said frustratedly and grinned.
"Pie-eating cock hammer?" he questioned and sat up to look at me.
"Shut up Biersack. Just kiss me."

He lay his hand across the back of my neck and pressed his lips to mine, biting my lip gently. I gasped and he slid his tongue against mine as he explored his new territory. I moaned gently and he moved his hands down to my hips, straddling me. He moved his hands up my shirt and was about to grasp my boobs when-

"Room service!"
"What the fuck?!"

Notes

Damnit! Interrupted!
But don't worry! You'll get what you want soon enough!

Comments

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