"Goodmorning sweetheart" I heard a deep voice speak. I looked up to see a beautiful man holding me. I was filled with a combination of fear and confusion, I had never seen him before. "Who are you?!" I questioned, jumping up, with a sudden headache. "Oh right, Im sorry, my names Andy." The deep voice responded. "You got knocked out last night at (concert name here). I tried looking for someone who knew who you were, but nobody was there. I wasn't going to let someone as beautiful as you stay there alone. I hope you don't mind, I just wanted to make sure you were going to be okay." I looked up at his face realizing he had gotten strangely concerned. Why does he care so much, he doesn't even know who I am. "Wow well thank you so much I hope I didn't cause you too much trouble. I'll be out of your way as soon as possible." I responded starting to stand up. Andy's face looked so upset and he said "Well no need to rush I mean you were no trouble, you can stay for breakfast if you would like?" I was so confused why was he so concerned and why does he want me to stay? But you quickly answered, trying to make the sad look on his face go away "sure I guess I could stay a little longer.." Andy smiled "great. I didn't catch your name?" "(Y\N)" you replied. "Well (Y/N) would you like anything to eat?" Andy asked pouring two glasses of water. "No I'm okay but thank you." He handed me the glass. "So do you know how you got knocked out last night?" he asked. "Well not completely I just remember getting shoved and fell... then everything went black. How did u find me?" I asked looking confused. "Well I saw you fall and then you didn't get up...so I came to pick you up. Some people are so inconsiderate and don't even care that someone is hurt." He said getting mad. "Hey it's okay it was my fault for being there alone." "No it's not! People need to understand how to treat others!" He said standing up. "Andy why are you so upset about this? You weren't even the one who got hurt!" I implied. Andy, obviously trying to control himself, walked back and forth, hands on his head. I couldn't lie to myself, he was incredibly hot. I wanted to see what he was going to do, but more so wanted to know why he was so upset. "Andy will you talk to me about this? Why are you so upset?" I asked walking over to him. "Idk, (Y/N) it just sacred me that's all. There's something different about you and I was scared that...idk you could've gotten really hurt" He said. I started to blush. "Why do you care about me..no one does..." I said not realizing that he heard. "Oh gosh I'm so sorry I didn't mean to say that out loud" you said stuttering. Damn it why do I always screw things up?! Andy walked quickly over to me and hugged me. Surprised, I hugged him back. I felt so safe, he was so sweet and actually cared. He pulled away and looked at me straight in the eyes and said "I care about you. You are amazing and you are beautiful and any person in the world would be lucky to even know you." I looked into his eyes shocked by how sincere he was. I never felt like anyone ever cared about me or ever would. But when he said this I felt so wanted and important. Overwhelmed, I started to shake and hugged him again, starting to cry. Still hugging me tightly, he asked, "why are you upset? Are you okay?" "Yea I'm okay im sorry I didn't mean to...idk im im sorry." I said. "No no don't be sorry. Maybe you should sit down" leading me to the couch. "I think I just need to take a nap my head still hurts from last night" I lied. "of course of course. Would you like anything?" Andy asked concerned again. "No Im alright, thank you."
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Fanfiction•An Andy Biersack fanfic.• Andy finds you knocked out at a concert. He had been staring at you the whole time, mesmerized, completely forgetting about the band performing on stage. He was standing at the side of the crowd and saw you fall. Worried...