Cliché (Andy Biersack)

I'm Sorry

"My parents are back in town," Andy told me over lunch one day.

"Did they fly out for your birthday?" I asked.

"Yeah, and they're staying until New Year's," he said.

"So, no more evening visits for two weeks," I said.

"Unless you let me tell them," he shrugged.

"Andy, my answer is still no. We've been over this so many times. I don't want anyone knowing until you're reassigned to one of my co-workers," I said.

"My parents have nothing to do with that. I'm their only son. Do you know how happy it would make them to find out that I won't die single?" He asked.

"If your parents find out, your mom will tell mine. And my mom will brag about her daughter dating a rockstar to anyone who has five seconds to listen. My answer is still a firm no," I told him.

This has been an ongoing battle for a month now. Every time he mentions telling someone, we fight. Well, we don't actually have fights, but we do disagree with a burning passion. I really can't have anyone knowing. Honestly, it's not just about my job, I think. I think that a small part of me is afraid of what it would mean if everyone knew. Would they all say I'm not good enough for Andy? I mean, he's a 10 and I'm a Sophie. I haven't brought up this specific insecurity with him yet. I don't know how he'd react.

"What if I asked my mom not to mention anything to Linda?" He suggested.

"Andy, no. Stop pushing it."

"I really don't get you, Sophie. Why won't you commit to this relationship?" He asked.

"That's really unfair, Andy."

"Is it? We are still at a point where you refuse to meet me halfway. Are you sure you even want to be in this relationship with me?" He asked.

"Of course, I am! How can you ask me something like that?"

"Oh, I don't know. You won't let me visit your apartment, you won't stay over at my place, you won't tell anyone about us..." He spoke.

"I can't do this with you right now. I'll see you later," I said, grabbing my stuff and leaving.

"Excuse me, miss Williams, but have you forgotten this was a business meeting, which is to be continued in your office?" He asked, catching up to me.

Right. I forgot about that part.

"Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Biersack. I'll see you back at my office then," I said.

I drove away, scowling at our conversation. How could he ever think that I'm not in this as much as he is? Okay, fine, I might be a bit more reserved when it comes to showing my affection, but I know what I feel. I wish he could just see that. Men are really stupid sometimes. Ugh.

I was back early, so I grabbed a coffee upstairs. I had hoped that smoking would calm me, but I kept replaying what he said. I buried my face in my hands and silently screamed. I felt better after that.

My break ended and I returned to my office. There was a knock on my door, and I stood up to open it.

"Ah, Mr. Biersack, welcome," I said.

"Thank you, Miss Williams."

"Would you like anything to drink?"

"No, thank you."

"Alright. So, seeing as this is our first official meeting about 'The Shadow Side', I have a few questions. First, do you have the music with you?" I asked.

"Yes, I'll forward it to you now," he said coldly. He felt like the Andy from almost a year ago. If looks could kill, I'd be lying dead on the floor right now.