The First Star. ( Andy Biersack Love Story )

Once Friends, but Now Strangers.

3 years later.

“We’re going to miss you, Aspen.” My said as she hugged me for at least the fifth time.

“I’m going to miss you too, Mom. Tell dad I said goodbye and I promise to call every night from California.” I assured her, hugging her back.

She nodded her head and smiled. “Alright, I love you. Bye Sweetie.”

“I love you too, Mom.” I kissed her cheek before lifting my luggage from the ground and departing towards my train.

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 I sat in my seat looking out the window, watching how everything we pasted just flew by. I let out deep, tired sigh. This was going to be the most boring and longest ride ever. Great, now what do I do? I thought to myself, quickly going over the ideas of what I can do on a train that’s moving. Things came into my mind, but nothing sounded fun. So, I just grabbed my IPod, put in the ear buds into my ear, and pushed play. The first song that played was “The Murderer”, by Alesana. I tapped my finger to the beat, singing in my head. It felt like the song ended pretty quickly and the next song to play was “Knives and Pens”. My mind immediately went to Andy. Oh how it hurt to say or even think his name. It’s been 3 years since he left to New York for the mini tour. 3 fucking long years I waited for him to return, but he never did. 3 years he never called, or texted me. Or even came for a visit. Wait no, I visited him. Well, more like saw him.

It was about 3 months ago, his band had a concert in Cleveland and I went. I had bought myself backstage passes and front row seats, just so I can see him again. I was jumping with excitement inside when I arrived to the venue. I prayed to God that he’ll remember me, but with my luck, he didn’t.

I admit I did change over the years. I no longer wore glasses, but contacts. My hair was now black and was cut to make it look scene. I had pierced my nose and gauge my ear, but not too big. I was still the same person, besides the fact that I changed my looked and I always wore a fingerless glove on my tattooed wrist just so no one could see it. But I didn’t think Andy would forget about me. Let alone, not even notice me, but I guess that’s what happened when you don’t see someone in a long time.

 Anyways, I was there standing in front of Andy. He looked the same, the only thing different was his hair grew longer; he had more tattoos, and also had a pierced lip. I loved it. He looked better than ever. So hot and sexy.

“H...hello Andy” I managed to said to him.

He looked at me with a huge grin on his face. He had no makeup on just yet, which was good for me. I loved him with his war paint and all, but he looked better without it.

“Hey there!” He yelled, pulling me into one of his bear hugs.

Omigosh, how I missed his bear hugs but more importantly, I missed him.

I laughed, hugging him back. Once he pulled back I looked up to him. Gosh, he was so tall, but whatever as long as he’s here.

“So you must be Aspen.” He said.

“Yes, that’s me, but how do you know my name?” I asked, hoping he had remembered something about me.

“Our manger told us that someone had bought back stage passes and so, he told us your name. Which by the way is pretty a name. That’s actually my best friend’s name” He told me.

So he did remember me, but why can’t he see that it’s me. Oh yea, I changed. Dammit, I thought to myself.

That night was incredible. Andy and I spent a whole hour chatting about things we liked, things we dislike, and mainly just random things that popped into my head. Every time I said something that reminded him of his ‘best friend’ he would tell me and every time he did, I just wanted to scream to him that I was his best friend .! But I couldn’t, because to me, we were no longer best friends. We were more like strangers. Strangers, who once knew each other.

I felt my eyes begin to water at the memory. I quickly pulled out my ear buds and put away my IPod. I rest my head back against the seat and closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath. Forget about it Aspen, I told myself in my head. After moments of just having my eyes closed, I eventually fell asleep.