Classic Rock Oneshots/Imagines/Preferences (Book 2)

Andrew Eldritch#3

{When you first met}

Y/n= Your Name

Warning: Mentions of Drunkness

You met him at a concert, he was playing nearby where you lived at a pub. Your friend was the one to suggest to checked them out. At first, you said no because you were "tired" from working last night and barely got any sleep. Yet, she managed to convinced you and you had no choice but to go.

It was somewhat full at the pub, but the people there were really chill and all they wanted to do was hear music and dance. When you first saw him, you were in awed. His deep voice was the first thing that captured you, soothing, yet haunting.

As Andrew was looking at the crowd, he noticed you. He couldn't help but noticed at your beauty. You saw how he looked at you and smiled at him. He slightly grinned, but focused on the show. After the show, he went up to you and asked you and your friend if you two want to hang backstage.

Your friend gleefully said yes while you calmly accepted his request. Your friend head there quick as you and Andrew followed her behind. He introduced you to his bandmates and they all welcomed you and your friend.

While your friend was talking to them, Andrew decided to start a conversation with you. You two talked about to each other's life, music, and more. The more you two talked, the more you two were drawn to each other. He loved how passionate you would talked on whatever subject you were talking about, he found it adorable.

You complimented his singing, and he sheepishly smiled. He thanked you, and you swear you saw him blushing. After talking all night, your friend was wasted and you tried to get her inside the taxi car.

A few pushes later, she finally got in and just laugh drunkenly while starting a conversation with the taxi driver. Who looked at her confused and over it. "Will I see you again?" Andrew asked. You couldn't help but grinned. "Maybe, unless you give me a good reason why you want to me again." You waited for his response, yours arms crossed.

Andrew chuckled at your behavior. Nevertheless, his response was; "Well, you're attractive. Second, I like you and I'll like to take you out on a date. We can go at a coffee shop or at the park?" You put a finger on your cheek, as if you were thinking. Which you were, but in a playful manner.

"Well those are good reasons. You're quite attractive, and good thing I like you back. Alright, here." You grabbed your now passed out friend's purse, luckily she had a sharpie. You grabbed his arm and wrote down your address. You put the sharpie away and smiled sweetly at him. "Pick me up around five, don't be late." You teased.

Andrew chuckles, "I won't, pretty lady." He teased back. You slightly blushed and wished him a goodnight. You got inside the taxi's car and he shuts the door for you. You waved goodbye at him as the car began to move. Andrew looks until the car was gone from his sight.

He looked down at his arm and formed a smile. He definitely couldn't wait to see you again. Which reminds him, he has to thanked your friend for dragging you here, or else he won't have met a down-to-earth woman like yourself. "Thanks Y/n's friend."