I flinch at the sharp pain on my tongue and lie down on the bed again. I can't fall asleep. Its like something is keeping me a wake. My thoughts were inturupted by a large bang sound at my window. I get up and go to it looking at the ground. I was about 4 stories high and had a little bit of a fear of hieghts..Hehe..yea..no more of that for me..My heart starts beating fast and i Turn around coming face to face with someone and almost start to scream as a hand comes and covers my mouth.
"Shh...Its just me.." I hear Andys voice and relax pulling his hand away.
"What are you doing in here???!!!" I whisper/yell at him.
"I came to check on you..are you ok? You look pale and.." He reached for my arm but i snatched it back.
"Im fine..." I told him not looking at him.
"Did i do something wrong..? This isn't about me talking to that one girl is it? Because I-It didn't mean anything..." He looked at me trying to not look nevious but i could see it in his eyes.
"You really felt something with her didn't you.." I said looking away feeling the sharp points of my teeth growing larger and tears almost filling my eyes.
"N-no..I-it didn't mean anything..a-and why do you care? We aren't even dating.." He said planly. I winced feeling like my heart had just broke into a million pieces.
"You don't think i know that!?!" I yell at him not thinking straight.
"Whats wrong?!?!" He yells back at me.
"Look..Andy...I liked you..But i now realize that that was a mistake wasn't it..?" I ask him my voice filled with tears as i went to the window, closed my eyes, and jumped. I could hear him yelling after me as i fall backwards my eyes still closed...
OK!!! SOOOO THIS WAS A PLOT TWIST...IM SO SORRY POCKET PUGGLES I STILL LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! LOL WELLLL SOOOOOO REMEMBER YOUR PEFECT IN YUR OWN WAY AND YOUR BEAUTIFUL!!! SO PEACE OUT POCKET PUGGLES!!!!
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Andy Biersack (Fan Fiction)
RomanceYour a teenage girl who is in 9th grade, your name is Ashley and your an emo girl who gets bullied in school, your mother died giving birth to you and you feel as if your father doesnt care about you, in grade school you used to have a friend named...