Andy Biersack fanfiction - Accidents Happen *COMPLETED* （≧∇≦）

Chapter 23 - Aftermath

--Andy's POV-

It was 8:30 in the morning, and Tess was still asleep. I was, shamelessly, smoking outside and thinking about Tessa's words last night. Did she even mean them? I couldn't let her mean them. Everything had been moving so fast, and next thing I know we've got our first show tommorow. I blew out smoke. If the boys found out about what Tessa had said, they'd definiely shame me. And Jinxx-Jinxx would be merciless. I headed back inside and set two pills on the counter for when Tess woke up. Ashley wasn't in the bus, so I assumed he was in someone else's, messing around. I could hear one of them snoring; probably Jake, who does have a habit of snoring.

--Tessa's POV-

My eyes slowly opened and I glanced at the clock on the ground. 9:48. I tried to sit up, but a searing pain shot through my stomach. What the fuck? I clenched my stomach and lowered myself back down. Suddenly, I remembered what happened. I was at the party, some dude thought I was a prositute, I ran into the crowd and got stuck in a mosh pit. The last I remember was Andy laying me down on a red couch, what happened after that? Did I black out? Why was I in Andy's bunk? I looked over at the bed next to me. CC? Andy was nowhere to be found. I was still in my dress and I hadn't taken off any of my make-up, I probably looked like shit. I made sure nobody was awake and then lifted up my dress to see the large, purple and yellow bruise on my stomach. It was huge. About the size of two fully spread out hands joined at the thumb.I pulled my dress back down. Suddenly, a thick stream of light poured into the bunk area. Andy stood in the 'door-way' with the curtain pushed aside. He quickly closed it and knelt down next to my bedside. "Hey Tess. How ya feeling?" He asked in a whisper-tone. "I'm-I'm okay." I said, but my stomach hurt like hell and I wanted to remember what happened last night. "Okay, I have some painkillers for you. Do you want anything else?" He asked.I nodded. "I have these make-up remover wipes in our bathroom. They're in a pink wrapper. And also a pair of pajamas would be nice. Thank you Andy." I said. I hope that didn't sound too demanding. "Okay, I'll be right back. Here, take your pills awhile." Andy handed me the two pills and the glass of water he was holding and headed into Sammi's room. I took a sip of water and swallowed the pills, but as soon as my stomach tensed when I swallowed I jumped, spilling the water and letting out a loud gasp. Upon hearing my gasp, Andy peeked his head in. "Everything okay?" He asked. I nodded, clutching mmy stomach still. "It just...hurt when I tried to swallow." I said. "Okay, I have your make-up remover. What part of your bag are your pj's in?" He asked, handing me the small, wet towlette. "In the left side pocket." I said, wiping my eyes and face. Andy dissapeared again.

--Andy's POV-

I dug through Tessa's bag until I found a pair of athletic shorts and a big t-shirt. I carried them back to her. How was she gonna get dressed? As I knelt down beside her, I noticed the bed was wet. "Sorry, I spilled the water. I'm sorry." She said quietly. I laughed gently. "I thought you peed yourself. It's okay, It'll dr." I said. "Andy, can you help me with my, y'know...dress?" She asked, biting the inside of her cheek. "Yeah." I said, helping her sit up. She cringed. "Ouch." She whispered. "It's okay..." I coeed, unzipping the back. "Can you take your arms out without hurting yourself?" I asked. "I think so." She said, folding her arms up and trying to push them back into the arm-holes of her dress. She finally succeeded after a few cringes and gasps of pain. I very slowly lifted the dress up and over her head until it was all the way off, leaving her hair rustled. She crossed her arms over her chest shyly and I noticed the large bruise on her stomach. "We should put something on that before you get dressed again." I said, notioning at the bruise. Tessa nodded, and I noticed she was a little less nervous than usual. I wonder if she remembers. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help but stare at her. She had the most gorgeous figure I'd ever seen, glowing skin and, of course, a big set of girls if-you-know-what-I-mean. She noticed me staring and shifted slightly. "Sorry." I said quietly. "I'll go get you an icepack. That should help the swelling go down." She nodded and I headed off.

I returned with an icepack wrapped up in a paper towel. She went to grab it, but I shook my head. "Don't move. You need your muscles to relax." I said. "O-Okay." She said, laying back down on her pillow. I knelt down and placed the pack on her lower abodmen. She flinched. "It's so cold." She said quietly. I smiled at her, keeping ym hand on the top of he ice pack. "You only need it for 10 minutes, or else you'll get an ice burn." I said. Suddenly, I heard as CC yawned loudly in the bed next to us. "I've got the worst fucking headache..." He grumbled, laying back down. He looked over at Tessa, who was wearing nothing but her bra and underwear. "What're you two doing?" He asked. "Tessa got hurt last night and I'm icing her stomach." I said, feeling somehow protective as I noticed the way he was looking at her. "Ah...What happened?" He asked, rubbing his head and getting up. "She walked right into a mosh pit..."I said with a little laugh. "Ooh, those things are wicked." He grabbed a cup of coffee. "D-don't drink coffee." Tessa said shyly. CC looked down at his newly-brewed cup of coffee. "Why not?" I looked down at Tessa, wondeirng where this was going. "It's bad for hangovers. Drink orange juice." CC laughed. "Guess I won't be drinking coffee then. Thanks, how did you know that? Sammi said you don't drink." She tensed a little. "I-I have expirience with people who do...Or did..." She said quietly. CC nodded, and I tensed up as well, causing me to put unintentional pressure on the ice pack. "Andy," Tessa said,cringing. "Sorry, Tess...I just..." I released the pressure. "You can probably get dressed now, but at dinner time we should re-ice it." Tessa nodded. I braced her back, helping her sit up. "Andy, can you go into the other room? I want to take off my bra..." She said shyly. "Yeah." I smiled and got up.

--Tessa's POV-

It felt good to be bra-less. I pulled the t-shirt over my head, causing me to flinch in pain. My pants would be another story. "Andy!" I whisper-called. I heard footsteps before Andy opened the curtain. "Yeah?" He asked. "Can you help me get my shorts on?" I asked in the quietest voice possible. "Mhm." He responded, pushing the curtain closed and kneeling down. "Okay, I need you to laydown sideway and let your lower half hang off the end of the bed." Andy said. I did as told, finding myself a little shaky. Andy grabbed the pair of shorts and slid them up my ankles, slowly working them up to my hips. As he followed them up, I couldn't help but lock into his eyes. He was leaning over me now, staring back into mine, and I wanted him so ba-What am I thinking? Fuck, Tessa, you're an idiot. Do I still love him? No, I'm a sesnable 23 year old who knows exactly who to put her trust in. Kind of. Sort of. Not really. "Andy, I-" He
cut me off. "No, I'm sorry. That was my fault." He straightened himself out and headed into the kitchen. That wasn't what I was going to say...