"Saviour Will Be There..." ((Andley Fanfic))

Chapter One

Andy's POV:

We had just started the concert and it wasn't long before I started to feel light headed from all the running around we'd done earlier that day. I've been so busy this past week, with all the touring we've been doing, and I can't remember the last time I'd eaten anything. Which wasn't necessaryily bad. At least in my mind anyway. I'd been trying to lose some weight for like the past month or so, and to tell you the truth I had mixed feelings about it. In a way I was sort of glad that I'd lost 15 pounds, but in my opinion it wasn't enough. Every time I step on the scale it's just a huge number to me and I'll do anything I can to prevent it from growing, even if that means making myself sick every time I eat.
​​​​I know maybe it's not considered "healthy" or whatever to be that obbsessed with your weight, but it's just a diet and I'll stop when I'm satisfied with the number on the scale. I knew this was a promise I couldn't keep, because every time I noticed I'd lost weight it only motivated me to lose more.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when someone, who was Jake, flicked the back of my head to get my attention.

"Huh?" I turned to him, clutching my microphone tightly.
He stared at me with a "Seriously?" look on his face.

"You were supposed to start singing but you've been spaced out for like the past three minutes or so."

"What? Oh um sorry, I was thinking.."

Jake rolled his eyes playfully as he and the rest of the guys started to play the intro to Heart of Fire. I began singing, walking around the stage as I did. I glanced at Ashley, trying not to get myself too distracted at the sight of him shirtless. Yeah, I liked Ashley. More like loved him. But, he was straight, and so was I, at least that's what I thought until I'd met him years earlier. So that was also another secret left untold, and it would remain that way till I either died or Ash admitted he had feelings for me too. Which would never happen, so I'll just go with death.
I continued singing, turning away from Ashely and looking ahead into the crowd of people screaming my name. I returned to my original spot on stage and finished the song. The crowd cheered and I couldn't help but smile. It really made me feel like I'd done something important, like I was important, every time we had a concert or a signing.
It really felt amazing to be loved and support by so many people, even though they didn't know you and for some, hadn't even met you. I only wished I could learn to love myself the way our fans did, because lately I had been finding something to hate about myself practically every day. I don't really know why or how I'd become so depressed again. My thought was that it was probably all the touring and stuff, and that I was just stressed. As far as I know I haven't been this depressed since high school, which was certainly not something I wanted to experience again. Middle school through junior high were some of the darkest years of my life and without Black Veil Brides I don't know where I'd be. Probably singing as a solo artist or doing some sort of performing. But the real question is would I be happy? Considering bvb is what makes me most happy, and that I'm not happy now, really gives me something to think about. I'm not saying I'm quitting bvb, which is something I'd never dream of doing, I'm just saying that happiness doesn't last forever and it was up to me to make the decision to be happy. It's just that right now, as much I wanted to, I couldn't be.