I believe in you ( An Andy Biersack love fanfic with an OC)

Chapter 5

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Heart attack!

I woke up with panic. What the hell was that?

I recognized soon the song Perfect Weapon and burst in laugh. Andy opened my bedroom door with a devilish smile that made me laugh louder.

“Do you like the song?” He asked.

“Yeah, but next time, don’t wake me up with that!”

He laughed too and joined me on my bed. He kissed me and smiled with pure happiness.

“Okay then. Do you want to go eat somewhere for breakfast?”

The plan seemed really nice, so I nodded.

“Yep! But let me take a shower and put some make up.”

He rolled his eyes while  muttering stuff like : “you don’t need make up”. So I giggled and kissed the tip of his nose. As if I would have turn a switch on, he grabbed my head and pulled me to him while kissing me on the mouth passionately. Ah, butterflies…!

Kissing him was so natural to me. Weirdly, I didn’t feel like it was something new, but it was. It felt like I was born to kiss him, my mouth was the missing piece of his mouth’s puzzle. I knew what to do and what to not, what he would like and what he would not. That feeling was really weird…

He let me go (too soon) so I could go take a shower. After I was done, he sat on the side of the bath and watched me doing my make up. I suddenly turned to face him and asked :

“Where do you buy your paint stuff?”

“It’s a secret. Nobody knows.”

“Ah, c’mon! I’m your sweet and wonderful girlfriend, you could tell me!” I said, flashing my eyelashes.

He moved his head no, so I sat on his lap without any softness.

“Ouch!”

I grabbed the roots of his hair and kissed him with ferocity. He seemed surprised but rapidly enjoyed. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer so I could feel his chest against mine. He gently bit my lower lip before taking my lip ring between his teeth, which drove me crazy. That little move was so hot!

He suddenly put his hands under my t-shit on my hips. Ah, bad memories…

**Hayley’s flashback**

Daddy was supposed to read me a story before going to bed, but he wasn’t around. I didn’t really care, so I simply tried to read it, though I was only seven years old.

“The little horse in the valley…” I read with some difficulty.

I heard the front door slam and jumped. Daddy was home!

I heard him climbing the stairs and walking to my room and his feet seemed irregular. Maybe he was hurt?

I heard him coughing before throwing up. My little heart was all scared. Was my daddy alright?

He opened my room’s door and he looked really tired.

“Where were you, daddy?”

“Your mom is gone.”

“When will she be back?”

“Never. She’s gone with another guy, somewhere.”

I didn’t understand.

“She is a bitch and you are one too.” He said.

What is a bitch?

He sat on my bed and threw the book away. I squealed when it broke one of my block construction. Something hard hit my face and I started to cry.