Andy P.O.V-
20 minutes later I heard a weak knock on my door and hurried up to answer....that's when I saw him. Beautiful Ashley stood there, a bust lip, bleeding nose and a black eye; hiding his perfect features.
"A-Andy-" he whimpered. His knees gave in and he hunched over in pain. I lunged forward and caught his muscular frame just as he was about to hit the ground. Scooping Ash up in my arms, I carried him over to the cheap leather couch and carefully placed him on his back. Suddenly, I realised my bare torso and hands were covered in blood. Ashley's blood.
"W-what?" Where are you hurt?" I asked softly, trying to keep calm.
"Chest and thi-thighhhhhs..I got attacked on my way over here.....please please help?" Ashley stuttered.
"O-okay..." I need to do this, he's really hurt.
I very gently removed his leather jacket and peeled his now soaked shirt off. 5 deep or not, un-even cuts (knife wounds) covered his chest. Taking off his pants I saw that all over his thighs were more fatal cuts, gushing rapidly with blood.
"Oh,Ash." I gasped.
Rushing into the kitchen I grabbed my first aid kit from on top of the refrigerator. When my mom was a nurse she taught me how to stitch and handle cuts, which I am so thankful for right now. I quickly ran back over to him and set to work on stitching up his thighs.
After I'd finished I straddled his hips ( to sort out his chest) and.....
Ashley P.O.V-
Andy slowly sat on top of me and I couldn't help it...
"You will fix all my cracked broken bones-" I quietly sang Black Poison Blood by Kill Hannah as Andy started stitching the biggest cut "Every drop of my black poison blood."
He looked down at me with gorgeous baby blue eyes and smirked.
"That was beautiful, Ashy."
"Not as beautiful as you-" Wait! Did I just say that out loud!?
"Ash-" I slid my hands up his back and around his neck, unaware of what I was doing.
"I'm sorry." I said, pulling him closer so we were face to face "but I have to." I breathed against his lips.
He filled the gap and connected our lips for the best thing I've ever experienced. At first it was an almost un moving kiss but it soon became so passionate and fiery,I was overwhelmed.
Andy pulled away but kept his forehead leant against mine.
"I broke up with Juliet earlier,for you. Ashley I can't explain how much I like you." He said, looking deep into my eyes.
"For the love of god, Andrew Dennis Biersack, will you do me the honour of being my boyfriend?" I asked.
"Of course Ashley Abrocket Purdy." He giggled and continued stitching a small cut just above my left nipple. Andy leant down and kissed it causing me to let out a low moan. He placed a kiss in the centre of my chest and moved up again.
"All done. You should heal up in a couple of days but until I'm sure your ok, you're staying here with me."
"Yes Sir." I smirked.
"Well I'm beat baby, soooo-" he stood and looked down at me "sleep?"
"Sure." I stretched out and tried to find some comfort but it's hard on a couch half your size.
"You could sleep there or come cuddle with your boyfriend?"
I jumped up (careful not to hurt myself) and followed Andy into his bedroom. Wrapping my arms around him from behind, I kissed down his neck and nibbled on his ear lope. He turned around and pecked my lips. I unbuckled his belt, slipped it from his hips and pulled his skinny jeans off. Andy kicked them away and climbed into bed, taking me with him. He slid his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.
"Oh Andy...I've wanted this for so long.." I whispered into his chest.
"Me too Ashyboo." He replied, hugging me tighter.
"Sweet dreams,Hun." I kissed him one last time before we fell asleep in each others arms.
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We Stitch These Wounds-Andley
FanfictionAndy Biersack is 17 and studying music at college with his band Black Veil Brides. His girlfriend Juliet is unsupportive and always telling him to give up on his hopes of making it big but he won't give up. Ashley Purdy, the bands bass player, has h...