A Dream That Almost Came True (a Andy Biersack Fanfic^.^)

Chapter 9. nightmare not wanted to remember

Sunlight and whispers; that's what woke me the next morning. "I love

you," he would whisper. Then followed the song. The sunlight peered through the

window, shining brightly on my face. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. The

sunlight had cast a golden glow on his perfect, pale complexion. He looked down

at me and smiled. "Good morning, my love," he said as he kissed my hand. He

tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear and proceeded to press his lips

against mine. Ashley walked in and Andy seemed to ignore him. For a moment,

Ashley just stood there, waiting for Andy to notice him. Andy never pulled away

from our kiss. Ashley walked over to him, grabbed his hand, and dragged him out

of the room. I sat there, a confused expression finding its way onto my face. I wonder what that's all about, I

thought to myself as I got up and followed them. Neither of them noticed that I

did. I secretly followed them. They went into Ashley's room where they would be

alone since Jinxx was spending the day with Sammi Doll. Ashley slammed the

door. "What the hell are you thinking?" he loudly whispered. There was no

answer from Andy. "Well?" Ashley said impatiently. Still no answer from Andy.

It was then I heard the connection of a hand to a face. "You bastard! I told

you that she was mine!" I heard Ashley yell quietly. "You can hit me all you

want, scream at me, do whatever. I don't care! I love her and I'm not giving

her up for anyone!" Andy screamed back. "You backstabbing Asshole!" Ashley

screamed. I had heard enough. I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door

behind me. I slid down it with a shocked expression on my face. I pinched

myself a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Each time hurt like hell,

but I kept on doing it. That is, until I heard Andy's bedroom door slam. I

stood up and looked in the mirror. I'm not that different from every other

girl. What do they see in me? I thought to myself. I sighed and walked out of the bathroom and into my room.

Andy was staring out the window. I tried to quietly walk over and get my phone,

hoping he was too absorbed in his thoughts to notice me. I took three steps

before he asked me a question. "The show isn't until 10:00 tonight, so we have

all day to do whatever we want," he said as he turned around and walked over to

me, a devilish smile planted on his face. He took my hands and leaned in closer

to me. "Let's go out somewhere," I said. Our faces were inches apart. It was

like the first time he had ever tried to kiss me. "Or we could stay in," he

whispered in my ear. His voice was very seductive and his smile was very

lustful. His eyes were overflowing with passion. I couldn't speak. There was no