*** Alice's P.O.V. ***
I woke up with a smile on my face. I had dreamt about me and Andy, we were going out together now and I had slept at his place. Such a cool thing!
I stretched myself and hit something. I immediately recognized Andy's body and my smile went wider. It wasn't a dream!
A dream becoming true!
I observed his perfect and peaceful face. He was still asleep, so I laid on my elbows, watching him sleeping. He was just so beautiful.
I loved him. Already. Maybe it was too soon, but I just couldn't help my feelings. Also, I had to tell him about my dad...
I was just too ashamed to tell him.
I quietly stood up, took off my make-up, went in the shower (I guess he wouldn't be mad or something), put on my shirt I had in my bag (I always had another shirt with me, because I had the worst luck on Earth) and went in the kitchen so I could maybe cook him a breakfast. Luckily, he had enough things to cook pancakes, but no bacon or potatoes or enough eggs for a traditional thing. Happily, there were enough eggs for pancakes.
Few minutes after I began cooking these, I heard his room's door open. I turned around and saw him, standing there, rubbing his sleepy eyes in the day light.
"You cook us a breakfast?" he asked, surprised.
"Yep, Sir."
"Pancakes?" he asked like a little kid.
I nodded and he simply raised his hands at the sky as he looked up and said :
"This girl is perfect, I want to marry her."
I burst in laugh and he giggled too. He came to hug me from behind and I smiled wide. My stomach was full of butterflies. He laid his head on my shoulder and watched me doing. I suddenly turned my face to kiss him on the cheek, but at the same time, he did exactly the same damn thing so our mouths connected. But instead of kissing, we both burst in a pure laugh we couldn't control.
We finally calmed ourselves and he laid on the refrigerator next to me.
"I can't believe I'm cooking pancakes for Andy Biersack." I whispered with a smile.
"I can't believe I'm going out with Alice Mullins." He replied.
His stunning smile was getting me under a spell, seriously. I focused on the pancakes so I wouldn't look stupid looking at him intensively.
"You're damn sexy with your hair all curly, wavy and messy." Andy said suddenly.
I turned to face him brusquely.
"What?!"
"You look fucking sexy." He repeated and smiled. "My girlfriend is one of a hot woman."
"What do you find so sexy? My hair isn't straightened, I don't wear any make-up and I look like I'm just coming out from bed."
"What I find sexy is all you said. But, just by being who you are, you're sexy."
I rolled my eyes. C'mon, I knew I wasn't the most sexy and pretty girl on the planet, no need to try to make me feel better.
"C'mon. I know I'm not that hot. Anyways, I live well with that, unless I'm not enough for - "
"Stop that. You're the sexiest girl I've ever gone out with. I've never felt such a desire for someone. Really. You make me loose all the strength I have inside."
His eyes were intense, serious. His words touched me a lot, I just couldn't believe he said me that. We've known each other for a month and a half now, and he made me feel so important.
