Andy's P.O.V
I hugged myself a little tighter as I stared at the door once again. It was chilly outside tonight and I had been waiting out here for the past twenty minutes.
The sky was clear though, and every single star was visible. The moon was full too. It was beautiful, honsetly.
I took an involuntary step back as I thought about the upcoming events. Yeah I know, tall and tattoed Andy Biersack is nervous about a simple walk through this wasteland. Pathetic.
Completely pathetic.
But as much as I tried to convince myself that it was just a walk and that nothing was going to happen, my heart didn't stop racing. It felt like it was going to rip out of my chest any second now. Like, it was going to explode.
I turned away from the door in an attempt to minimize the anxiety building up in my chest.
It wasn't working.
"Andy?" The voice of none other than Michelle said from the door.
I put on a smile and turned around. "What's up?"
Michelle was standing by the door, but she didn't look like she usually did. Something was different but I couldn't tell exactly what it was. It was too dark outside.
She walked closer to me and as she did I started to notice make up.
"What did Ashley do? What did he tell you?" I asked looking at her eyes and lips.
Honeslty, she looked wonderful. The darkness around her eyes really brought out the some flakes of honey in her eyes. And the art on her lips was like the one I used to do on my own a couple years back.
She looked beautiful.
She sighed. "I know. I know. I told him it wasn't necessary and it was just a walk but he insisted. He said you loved make up and that you were going to appreciate it." She shook her head no and started to turn around. "You know, I'll go take it off, just-"
I caught her by the wrist. "No! No, come on. I think you look beautiful."
She moved her eyes to the floor in an attempt to hide her blush, but I caught it. "Thanks." She said meekly.
I chuckled a bit at the thought of her being nervouse over me. Me. It's just me. I'm nothing special as far as I'm concerned.
I'm a just a man, I'm not a hero. I'm just a boy who so happened to play this part. It's not like I'm unbelievably handsome or smart or talented in any way. I'm just Andrew Dennis Biersack.
I don't know why she would be nervous over going on a stupid walk with me. Another werid outcast kid in this wasteland of a world.
I started walking walking away from the building and Michelle followed suit.
Michelle's P.O.V
I started to walk next to Andy away from the building.
Well I guess Ashley was right when he said that Andy really liked makeup. He said I looked beautiful. I blushed again and quickly tried to move my face away from Andy's view.
Where were we going anyways?
"Do you like the night sky tonight?" Andy asked looking down at me.
I smiled. "Yeah. Honestly, I've always liked the night over the day. In the night, you can dream and you can pretend you're someone else, someone you're not."
Andy's smile quivered on his lips. "Why would you want to be someone else?"
I took a deep breath. "No reason. It's just that sometimes it's fun to be something else, you know? A skilled dancer, a talented artist or maybe even an angel or just a child." I shrugged. "It's kinda crazy but it's better than the everyday rutine, I guess."
Andy nodded knowingly. "Yeah, I get it. Sometimes I like to pretend I'm back home with my parents. I like to think that they're okay and that they don't miss me at all. It gives me a sense of peace of mind."
I looked at his face in the moonlight and praying with all of my heart that he would start to glow.
For some reason seeing his aura made me feel like he was happy. It made it seem like he was just radiant with joy instead of nostalgic about his parents.
And I know that I barely know this kid, but seeing him like this made my heart tear apart.
"I'm sure they're okay Andy." I said in an attempt to comfort him. "Just like I'm sure that my parents are doing fine too."
Andy smiled and took my hand. "Mind if I hold your hand?"
My heart was racing but I chocked back my screams of excitement and smiled. "No, I don't mind."
He reached over and interlaced his fingers with mine. His hand was cold against mine. It was sending a tingly feeling down my stomach and I was startint to be over conscious of his hand in mine.
"Are you getting used to this new life?" Andy asked.
I sighed before answering his question. "It was kind of hard at first, with the nightmares and the idea of living with a guy that can destroy an entire city with a stomp." I said with a chuckle. "But now I'm getting better at coping with all of this."
"Yeah, I know it can be hard. I remember when I first got here." He smiled. "Ashley and I shared a cell in one of the F.E.A.R buildings, north from the church where you stayed. It was pretty damn sad in there. C.C and Jake stayed in the cell next to us and Jinxx stayed in the maximum security cell."
"Maximum security?" I asked in disbelief. The precious little gem that is Jinxx, in a maximum security cell? That's unbelievable.
Andy laughed a little. "I know right? It's crazy. But he was in there because he had already discovered his powers and had been caught moving pebbles with his mind in his cell." Andy explained.
He must be really gifted then. I mean he discovered them before escaping F.E.A.R, he must be a real threat.
"He's very special." Andy said. "He then started working on his abilities once we had settled down in this building and now he can do fucking magic." He smiled. "He's unbelievable."
"Yeah he showed me that fire thing and it was great." I said in admiration. "He's such a great person too."
"I know, he's so... mystical." He said with a wink.
After that it got kind of awkward. We kept walking far off into the distance, hand in hand without talking. Kind of just enjoying the moment.
The stars were really bright tonight and the moon gave everything a silver sparkle. It was magical. My emotions were playing tug of war inside of my chest and it was becoming painful.
I was not used to being like this. I mean, with guys. Back home I was quiet. A little oucast with social anxiety, product of bullying.
Thoughts of suicide and self harm were inside my head everyday and I wasn't okay. Then I got better and strong but never fully social again.
Things after my... "recovery" got awkward. Social anxiety kicked in but I was happy more or less. Then F.E.A.R. showed up, and even though I was strong, it was hard on me.
Guys were never really on me. I was left alone to date band members in my head. It was fun.
"Wanna sit down? We're pretty far out." Andy suggested.
I looked around and there was wasteland in every direction. I nodded my agreement and sat down next to him, still holding hands.
"So, enough about Jinxx and the guys. Tell me about yourself." Andy said smiling mischeviously.
A/N:
Okay so this is the first part of the walk it will be continued in the next chapter! Comment to tell me what you think of the story so far. Please? I beg with the power of the entire narwhal population on this earth!
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