The Only One (Andy Biersack LS) EDITING

~The Only One~ (An Andy Biersack love story)

I stared at the stick in my hand. My hand was shaking and I just burst out in tears. Oh my God, I'm.... I'm pre-pre-pregnant.

_2 hours earlier_

I was now puking my guts out... again. I fucking swear. I wiped my mouth, brushed my teeth, and walked out mine and Andy's house. Yep, Andy and I are living together. It's been 3 months since he proposed. We havn't really talked about the wedding yet. We told the guys and Sammi the next day and they were excited for us. I was feeling sick since then so I'm going to do the pregnancy test thing again.

I got there, got the crap, and headed back home. I saw Andy sitting on the couch. He knew what I was getting. He looked so stressed and worried.

"Babe, I'm probably not pregnant. Don't worry." I told him but on the inside I was trying to calm myself. He nodded and followed me to the bathroom. He waited outside of the bathroom door. I sighed a shaky sigh and sat down on the toilet.

I stared at the stick in my hand. My hand was shaking and I just burst out in tears. Oh my God. I'm.... I'm pre- pre- pregnant. Andy burst through the door and he snatched the stick from me. He stared at it and he looked down to me. I looked into his eyes and all they held was regret and anger.

"I'm done." He whispered and walked out.

I cried harder. What was he done with? Us? Me? I stopped crying and stared out the door. I heard rustling upstairs and then footsteps coming down. He showed up with my suitcase. Great, I'm getting kicked out. I just kept staring. I fiddled with the ring on my finger and eventually pulled it off. I got up and stared at him. I walked over, grabbed my suitcase, which was full of all my things, and started walking towards the door. I turned around and threw the ring at him.

Well, that's the end of Andy and Madison. If he didn't want a child then okay. I'll keep it. Okay so, let's see. Mabey CC'll let me stay with him. Or Jinxx and Sammi. Naa CC will be more fun.

I came back to reality and noticed I was standing outside his door.

I turned around and glared at Andy who was staring at the ring on the floor.

"You know what Andy? Fuck you! I thought you fucking loved me you ass! ... If you don't wanna see your child then you do have to. I'm keeping...... it. And don't think about trying to get me back. I'm fucking done with you Andy. But I will always love you... Bye." I screeched then whispered. Tears were falling fast and I didn't try to control it. He walked towards me and pulled me back in.

I shoved him off me and opened the door.

"Fuck off ass." I muttered.

"Madison, don't go. I'm sorry." That's it. Just way to many sorry's. I'm fucking done.

Anger was boiling inside me. I whipped around and shoved him. He stumbled back and into the wall. He ran over to me and picked me up. He threw me over his shoulder and ran up the stairs. I was kicking and screaming. Crying out for help. Wow, Andy Biersack is kidnapping me.

He ran into our room and threw me down on the bed. He ran to the door and locked it. He stood infront of the door.

I raised my eyebrow.

"Kidnapping me?" I said. He smirked. Wholy fuck that smirk. He knew it turned me on... and ya...

"Oh don't fucking smirk you fuck. I fucking hate you... right now." I said crossing my arms.

I got up and tried to move him, but of course, he didn't budge.

"Danmit." I mumbled under my breath.

"Madison, I'm sorry. It's just, I'm not ready for a child." He said looking into my eyes.

"Ya well I'm not either." I said looking away.

"Ya know what? My suitcase is packed, so I'm gonna go. You don't want me here then I'll-" I couldn't finish because I felt something wet run down my legs. My eyes went wide. I'm olny 3 months pregnant, I can't... Oh God no. He saw how I reacted and his eyes went wide. We both looked down slowly and we saw blood running down my legs.

"Oh my God! I had a fucking misscarrige!" I said breathing heavily, tears running down my face.

I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. I washed up while crying and I walked out slowly. I saw Andy pacing around the room. He looked up and went to run up to me.

"Don't. Touch. Me." I said bitterly. His face fell.

"Andy, I think it's fucking clear that this..." I said gesturing between us.

"Us, is not meant to be. I'm gonna go..." I said quietly. I walked across the room and grabbed my suitcase. I turned and saw Andy down on his knee again. I sighed and went to open the door.

"Madison, we are fucking meant to be. Don't leave me. I'll be a fucking mess." He cried. A few tears escaped our eyes. He looked so torn, but... Oh good Lord.

I walked past him and up the stairs. I couldn't speak anymore because losing the baby finally sank in. I walked into the guest bedroom, I'm not sleeping with Andy after what had happened, and threw my suitcase down.

"Madison, this isn't our bedroom." Andy asked walking in.

"Oh yeah, this isn't our bedroom... it's mine." I said giving him a glare.

"Madison? What are we?" Andy asked coming closer.

"For right now, friends." I said. His face fell into depression.

"Okay." He whispered and walked out. I sighed and closed the door. I fell onto the bed and curled up.

What the hell just happened?

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