stitch my wounds

0.7

//i wrote this a couple days ago but I re-read it and it sucked so im writing it again//

Kimmi's point of view

THAT WAS DEFINITELY NOT MY BEST FRIEND! IF IT WAS THEN I WOULD'VE DIED A LONG TIME AGO! Ok, let me explain. The person in front of me was not Daniella Gracie.

The person in front of me was...

ANDREW DENNIS BIERSACK!!!

I, legit, almost died. He was more beautiful in person and I cried inside. Juliet was so lucky to have An- oh yeah, I forgot. She dumped him a few months ago (what? this is a romance novel between Kimmi and Andy. I can't have Andy break any rules by being with Juliet... sowwy). I felt sorry for him and I cried for days. They were OTP, my parents, and they were just an all out beautiful couple. I should've seen the signs of them breaking up.

I wasn't like those other fangirls who were happy that they broke up because it 'created an opportunity for them to be with Andy'. No. I was devastated. But all those feeling left because- incaseyouforgot- ANDY WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.

"Uhh, are you ok? Is there something on my face?" He asked, wiping his face with his hand. Oh god he was cute. He was wearing a leather jacket, no shirt because why not, black jeans, a couple of necklaces, and his hair was long but not fetus long. It looked shaved on the sides.

I had probably stared for a while before realizing he talked to me. He tALKED TO ME OHMYGO-

"N-no. There's nothing on your face," I laughed, well, more like cackled. I was so nervous that was even starting to become self conscious about my appearance. I started to look down at my normal, not awesome what-so-ever clothes but he lifted my head to look at him, which, btw, I did gladly.

"Hey, don't do that. You look better than me-"

I cleared my throat, "That is literally impossible. IMPOSSIBLE!"

"Well, anything can happen," he said. I almost screamed. I mean, he was just in a break up but, come on! He just said anything is possible... like me and hi- "Hey, aren't you one of the people with a VIP pass?" He asked.

"Y-yep!"

"Well, let's meet the band! Come on!" He said as he pulled me out of the car. His hands were so big, but probably not the only thin- gOD WHAT AM I THINKING!

He's so tall. How am I gonna keep up?

"Race you!" He said as he started running.

"Ugh no fair! You're super tall! How am I gonna kee-"

"Better start running!" He yelled out. I did what he said and I already knew I was going to lose.

Andrew was going to be the death of me.

Literally, I'm not running like this ever again! Never. Again.

// when people drag out their story updates I feel like I don't get attached to the story unless it's good. There's like a handful that's good. I feel like my story isnt and people are going to forget about it... but i trY. Oh yeah, I want to write an Oli Sykes fanfic... actually im writing it but it wount be out until probably next month. And in the summer the updates will be more frequent because there will be more time. tHANKS FOR READING!!! //