Ah the morning time, it serves as a period of time which people sleep through, namely me. Of course it seemed that some sleep god wasn’t very happy with me at the moment because what time did I wake up? Oh yeah, eleven-fricken-thirty. Whoever decided that waking me up before twelve was a good idea had better run for their life; that’s all I have to say on that subject.
Grumbling I got up and walked out of my room to open the door. Sitting on the couch was Serena, watching whatever as she finished her breakfast. Carter was doing whatever in the kitchen and the other guys and Liz seemed to be gone wherever or asleep. Going over the front door of the tour bus I opened it up to see Andy smiling at me, “Morning sunshine.”
“Do me a favor and burn in hell for waking me up.”
Andy chuckled slightly, “Still not a morning person at least.”
“Nope, what do you want?”
“For you to spend the day with me.”
“I don’t know…”
“What do you have to lose? Come on, we have a week off and all I’m asking for is a single day out of your life.”
“Andy… I… can’t we do this some other time?”
“Come on, you and I both know that you have nothing better to do.”
“And what if I refuse?”
“What if I said you didn’t have a choice?”
“What if I ran back onto my bus?”
“What if I said that I had your band on my side and they’ll help me out if you decide to be difficult?”
I glared at Andy, “You wouldn’t.”
“I would.” He grinned back.
Rolling my eyes I opened up the door to the bus to allow him in. He smiled as he walked onto my bus and took a seat next to Serena. The little girl sleepily climbed onto his lap and clicked on SpongeBob to watch. Standing there for a moment I felt a sort of… brain itch? I didn’t know what to really call it but I felt as though this scene was familiar.
Shaking my head slightly I walked to where my bunk was and pulled out my clothes for the day. Going to the back room I kicked Carter and Liam (Who just got up) out just long enough for me to change because Liz was in the bathroom at the moment. Pulling on my Asking Alexandria shirt I then pulled up my polka-dotted skinnies and some old vans before heading out of the back room and into the now vacant bathroom. Just as I growled in frustration at my eyeliner was it take out of my hand and I was turned around.
I looked up to see Andy there smirking slightly as he leaned in and wiped away my mistake, “You always were pretty shitty and doing your makeup quickly and efficiently.” He said before making me sit still and doing my makeup himself. At first I was slightly amazed that he knew how to even do makeup but then I realized that with all of the stage makeup BVB wore every day makeup would be a synch. In a few moments he was done, “Well, what do you think?”
Turning around I gasped, “Dude you did my makeup better than me; this looks incredible!”
He was looking at me with a bit of a shocked expression on his face, “Uh… thanks…”
I chuckled, “You do know of course that you’re now my personal makeup artist right?”
“S-Senna… is anything you’re saying feel like déjà vu to you?”
“Uh… no?”
“Okay, never mind then.”
“No, that meant something so just spit it out.”
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The Seven Month Trial (Sequel to SDD)
Fanfiction“Seven months… that’s how long it’s going to be before we see each other again correct? Well in those seven months we take a break from one another. You go out there and look at whoever you want, try out other girls and relationships and I’ll do the...
