The rest of the week went by in a snowy white blur. We've just spent the last few days watching movies and jamming out to music. I had only left the house once and that was with Andy to walk to my house to make sure everything was okay.
Yeah, that was not fun.
It seemed the weather just kept getting worse. The snow from the first day had melted, but then froze over into ice. And everything after that just kept piling up. The town was trying its hardest to keep the roads clear, but the snow that was still falling just covered it all back up.
This whole week I have been nothing but a nervous, panic filled mess. It was taking everything I had to keep myself from locking myself in the bathroom and letting the dark, sullen thoughts take over.
The only thing keeping me from accomplishing that was Andy. It was obvious that he was beginning to notice something was wrong. He saw the way I began to tremble every time I glanced out the window in the kitchen. He saw the way I curled up in a ball on the couch and kept to myself every time we watched the news. And then it was definitely obvious the day we walked to my house.
The moment we stepped out of his house a pained expression painted my face, my hands curled into fists, and my eyes became glassy from the unshed tears. My breathing had began to come out in quick hard gasps as my chest began to constrict. Andy had taken my hand in his halfway to the house which helped a little bit. As soon as I stepped into the warmth of my house I excused myself from Andy and ran upstairs to my bathroom. After crying my heart out for ten minutes straight I walked out acting as if everything was perfectly okay.
Andy knew I wasn't okay, but he held in his words which was kind of a relief to me. Sooner or later I would have to explain, but I couldn't bring myself to talk about it yet.
It was now Saturday night and the guys had a small show to play at in town tonight. They had debated to go on due to the snow, but decided that the weather wasn't going to hold them back. I was currently at my house trying to decide what to wear. Deciding on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and a Pierce The Veil shirt I straightened my hair and did my make up quickly. Tonight I just went with a thick eyeliner wing and black and white knee high converse shoes. On one of our cancellation days Andy helped me dye my hair pink since I was tired of purple and blue.
It was going on eight and the guys should be here any minute now. About ten minutes went by and there was a knock on the front door. Grabbing my coat and bag I quickly ran down the steps to open the door.
Andy was standing outside on the porch with a grin on his face. "Ready to go have some fun?"
A giggle escaped my lips as I smiled and locked the door behind me. All the guys were in the car which left only one open seat. I ended up sitting on Andy's lap which was super awkward for me. Memories from the other day raced through my mind and I remembered the feel of his lips on mine. We hadn't had anymore moments like that since the hide and seek game the other day. Although we had been a little more cozy than two friends should be. Definitely not complaining though.
We pulled into an alley behind the club the band was playing at tonight and their manager was already there with the van that held all the musical equipment.
"You can go ahead inside if you want Briar. We have to set up. Here you'll need this though."
I grabbed the backstage pass from Andy and quickly wrapped my arms around him. "Have fun. See you in a little bit." And with that I walked through the back door flashing my pass at the bouncer.
Instead of hanging out backstage I went to the actual room that was considered the club. I was surprised to see there was actually a crowd of people here to see Black Veil Brides. The crowd was mainly teenagers my age or younger.
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Never Give In (Andy Biersack)
FanfictionThis is just another fanfic for all you crazy Andy Biersack fans!! Don't worry I'm crazy for him too! (Please be aware that not everything is exactly true such as the band members in the early beginning of the band career. Thank you!) ...