||Dearest|| [Andy Biersack Imagines and Short Stories]

Because

>small part of "Wild and Running"<

"You look really nice in that." He says, clearer this time. "Thanks." I say once again while washing out the cup. "Mhm..." He hums. I sit back down next to him. He wraps his arm around me hesitantly and I let him. I want him to. He begins to gently move his thumb back and forth on my bare shoulder and I thought that I just might melt. He gets up and turns on the music once again. As he does that, I check my phone. "Oh gosh..." I say quickly getting up. "I have class and it's already 1:00 a.m." He quickly turns around. "Wait..." He says walking up to me, looking at me with those blue eyes. "Hm?" I say putting everything back into my bag which is propped against the wall near the door. He puts his hand on my hip and I look back up at him. His touch sends a shiver down my spine. I stand up completely and look at him. He has a serious, somewhat frustrated, look on his face.

"What?" I ask him, turning my back to the wall to face him completely. His eyes rake up my body slowly, every second my heart beats faster. My breathing has picked up dramatically as he licks his lips and looked into my eyes. He suddenly pins me up against the wall, causing me to gasp. "I know you like that..." He growls into my year. I stand, pinned against the wall, frozen. Completely shocked. His hand slowly trails up my thigh and I gasp again. "Such as innocent little girl..." He says slowly, in the deep raspy voice that I've managed to fall in love with. "Why are you doing this?" I squeak. He smiles and seductively whispers,

"Because I can."