•1• My Chemical Romance (An Andy Biersack Fanfic)

Ch 4

Ch. 4

As we drove through the street i notice a gigantic, beautiful house. "I wonder who lives there." I said. "Me and my family.", Andy replied. He parked in the garage. As I walked through the garage door, he turned on the light. "Woah. Where is everyone?" I asked. "My brother is in college. My sister in day care and my parents are working.", he replied casually. As the lights turned on I noticed a HUGE glass chandelier on the ceiling above a spiral staircase and pretty flowers in vases everywhere. "Woahhh! You never told me you were rich!!" I exclaimed loudly. "You never asked, Mina." He smiled. In the kitchen, there was an amazing glass table and a big shiny refridgerator covered in childish drawings and concert dates along with multiple different magnets. "Wow. Magnet collector?", i asked. "My parents.", he answered. In the living room was an ENORMOUS flat screen on the wall with two huge speaker boxes below it and of course, black couches. Andy caught me staring and asked if i liked it. I said yes because they had beautiful designs on the sides and pretty texture. We walked up the spiral staircase towards his room. On this floor, there were four rooms, a bathroom, and a second living room. "Four?" I asked. "Brother, sister, me, game room." He replied with a smirk. "Woah."

"Yeah but Austin's room is now the guest room since hes in college with all his stuff."

We got to his room and he pulled out his keys. He told me it was just in case robbers came. When we got inside, i was even more shocked. The walls were plastered with papers and posters. There were 2 guitars on wall hangers and one ukelele as well. His bed was covered in papers. I picked one up and it had a short poem scribbled in blue ink.

Live like a tree.

Be elegant tall and proud.

Never forget to stand your ground.

Then I picked up more papers and read them. Lyrics. Songs. Chords. I looked at Andy and apparently he was watching me the whole time. "I like it.", i commented.

"You dont think its weird?"

"Why would i?"

"Most people think Im obsessed with music a little too much."

"I think you have talent."

"Thanks."

"Are u religious?"

"Erm yea.. Im catholic. But i support gays and I like tattoos and piercings."

"Wow."

"Yep."

He got gathered all the spread out papers and put them into a folder then set it on his desk. He walked over to his ukelele and took it off the hangers. "Wanna hear me play?" I nodded and smiled. He smiled back and sat on the edge of his bed. Then he started. He strummed and sang Hey Soul Sister with his deep, mesmerizing voice. In the middle of his song, he stopped and frowned. "Whats wrong?", i asked. He got up and said "I just wanted to stop so i could do this." He put his hands on my hips and kissed me again. I kissed him back and this time, we went into a deep make out session. He set the ukelele on his desk and continued kissing me, arms around my waist with my hands still running through this hair. We landed on the bed with me on top of him. Then after a few minutes, I pulled back and fell down on the bed beside him. I buried my face in his chest as he wrapped his arms around me in a hug. "Whats wrong babe?", he asked. "I just wanna cuddle right now.", I answered. He sighed and kissed my forehead. Then pulled the black sheets over us. All of a sudden i fell asleep.