We were all piled up in the bus heading towards the venue. I was... excited to say the least. I mean I was going to see Black Veil Brides perform. I learned a few of their songs. Not many but enough to suffice, hopefully anyways. CC looked over at me with a smile, "So have you heard any of our stuff? Are you excited to see this beautiful man bang on his drums." I raised an eyebrow at him. "A few and I thought guys preferred women to bang unless... holy shit you're gay aren't you. I kinda thought it would be Ashley but I had my suspicions about you Christian." I finished my little ramble. The guys (other then CC) were all trying not to laugh. CC well.... his face was priceless. "I AM NOT GAY!" He screamed. "If you say so. When you come out don't forget the glitter," I whisper shouted at him. Finishing my sentence with a wink I leaned back against the chair; closing my eyes and just relaxing for a little bit.
I heard shuffling then the space beside me became occupied. I opened an eye and saw Andy sitting beside me. He was looking at the floor, chewing on his lip. Not gonna lie it was kinda hot. "Hey Desiree?" "Yes Andy," I closed my eyes again. "Would you by chance stay backstage... I don't want you getting hurt by the fans. They can get pretty aggressive. Especially the ones at the front. And if a mosh pit happened around you and you got caught in it I would freak out. I mean you are pregnant and the fans get very violent. I just want you and the baby safe. Well the baby. No you too... gosh I can't do this," he started mumbling towards the end. I was sat up and faced him in the chair. I had an amused expression on my face as I watched him become frustrated with himself. "Yes Biersack. I'll stay backstage." He looked up at me with a shocked expression, "Really? You will?" I nod and gave him a smile.
Andy's POV
Her smile was a really beautiful thing. What am I saying I have a girlfriend! Or I think I do.... I smiled back at her. "Hey Andy?" She turned her head and stared at the ground. "Yeah?" "I was wondering if... maybe..." she was cut off by my phone ringing. "One second," I pulled out my phone and saw it was Juliet "it's Juliet I have to take this. I'll be right back." I heard her mumble something as I stood up and walked towards the back. Quickly hitting the answer button. "Hey there gorgeous," I said as I answered.
Juliet giggled, "Hey there handsome. How's tour going?" I smiled a little, "It's going. How are you?" I heard shuffling on her side. Probably her sitting up, "I'm good. I just miss you. I miss kissing you. I miss holding you. I miss other things as well," her voice became seductive at the end. I looked up and saw Desiree sitting in her chair with her legs up and her head resting on them. I frowned as I saw it. For some reason I didn't like seeing her like that. I wanted to see that beautiful smile. "I miss you too babe." I said while still looking at Desiree. I heard more shuffling then a small gasp. "Is everything okay?" I asked being the kind boyfriend that I am. "Ummmm yeah yeah. Everything is is fine. Mhm no problems at all. A-are you okay?" I heard her gasp again but a little louder. I frowned, "I'm perfectly fine. What's going on?" I asked. "Oh my God. Yes." Juliet said.
Just then I realized what was going on. "YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME! REALLY JULIET! YOU'RE HAVING SOME DUDE EAT YOU OUT WHILE I'M ON THE OTHER END! I'M YOUR FUCKING BOYFRIEND!!" I exploded in a rage. That damn bitch! She's fucking cheating on me! "Andy it's not... I'm not... no..." "Cut the bullshit!" I yelled. "I'm sorry..... I love you. I won't do it again," she pleaded. "Fuck off," I growled and hung up. I threw my phone across the bus in my rampage. My chest was heaving and my vision was going cloudy from the unshed tears.
"Andy?" A gentle voice whispered. "Leave me alone," I mumble as I sit down the the floor. I saw the legs of someone walk in front of me then sit down. I looked up from the floor and saw Desiree. "Andy..." "I don't want your pity," I hissed at her. She didn't seemed fazed at all. Her hand reached forward and touched my face. I felt her thumb brush underneath my right eye. I realized she was wiping away the tears that fell. "She's no reason to shed tears over. If she can't appreciate you enough she doesn't deserve you. I know you love her Andy. I guess she just doesn't see that love." My eyes met hers and I saw pain in them. Like she hurt for me. Like she knows what I'm going through. Who would hurt a beautiful creature like her?
Desiree wiped my other eye. Her hand then moved to my hair and she ran her fingers through it. My eyes closed as I began to relax. "Why are you doing this?" I asked her quietly. She was silent for a moment, just focusing on my hair. "I hate seeing my friends hurt. Especially when it's because of another person. I've been hurt too many times in my life. I don't want to see anyone else go through that pain or any other type of pain. Your pain becomes mine. Your sorrow. Your anger. I'm tired of seeing people cry," she replied. By the time she finished I was just staring at her. She smiled and kisses my cheek before standing back up and going to the front. She stopped at the doorway, turned to look at me and said, "Too many people care about you to see you hurt like this. Obviously she wasn't one of them. You'll find someone better who can fully understand you. Just be patient." With that she turned back around and walked off.
I just watched as she walked away. Maybe she's right. All Juliet has done is hurt me. She'll only continue to do so. Why does Desiree care so much? Is it because I'm the father of her child. Of our child. At that moment I realized I wanted to be in that baby's life more than anything. I wanted to be there. Through all of. Through the pregnancy. Through labor. Through the nights of waking up every hour. I wanted to be there. No. I was going to be there. For both of them. I am going to help as much as I can. I'm going to see Desiree as often as I can. I'm going to tell my parents. I'm going to tell the fans. I'm going to tell my friends. I'm going to tell Juliet. I stood up wiping my face, drying myself of any tears. I walked back to the front picking my phone up on the way. I walked straight up to Desiree and stood in front of her.
She looked up at me with a confused look. I held out my hand silently asking her to take it. Hesitantly she did. I brought her to her feet and looked directly into her eyes. "Desiree. I wanted to tell you in my own words and actions that I plan to be in this baby's life. Our baby's life. I want to be here for it all. I want to help you and this baby. I don't know where time will take us but I'm willing to find out. I'm always going to be here for you and our baby," I got to my knees in front of her and gently placed my hands on her stomach. I leaned forward and lightly kissed it. Letting my lips linger for a moment before I looked at her with a grin, "I'm here and I'm not going anywhere I can promise you that. You are right about Juliet because honestly I'm not even happy with her. My happiness comes from what's around me right now. My friends. My career. My family."
Desiree had tears in her eyes. She bit her lip and nodded, "I'm happy you said that. Stand up so I can hug you!" I did as I was told and stood up. She flung herself at me, clinging onto me as if I would leave if she let go. "Please keep that promise Andy. I've had too many people walk out of my life," she whispered so only I could hear her. "Cross my heart doll," I told her as I kissed the top of her head. This is what makes me happy. Holding her. I have to take it slow though. "What is it that you were going to ask me?" I asked her. I felt her shake her head. "It was nothing forget it." "Okay." "We're here boys!" I grinned and let go of Desiree. "Let's go. It's time for you to see us in action." I grabbed her hand and ran off the bus. The boys and Monica right behind us. Time to give the best performance I have ever done. I glanced behind me at Desiree. All for her.
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You're Not Alone (Andy Biersack)
FanficOne night. One single drunk night is all it took. Now here I am. Running around trying to find him. Trying to contact him. Trying to tell him.