The Cliche Story-Andy Biersack x Reader

BOTDF why. Also Final

               ****ANDY'S POV****

           I was really into the movie, I've never seen it before and it's really good. I can tell that (Y/N) is enjoying it too because her eyes have been glued to the screen the entire time. I went to grab a chip but I put my hand on her thigh instead. I felt her stiffen quickly and she held her breath for a second. I was considering moving my hand away but then she relaxed. I was still frozen by my own actions to do anything. It's not like I've done this before, every girl always pushed me to side like I'm trash just because I dress differently. This girl is different though. Suddenly (Y/N) scooted closer to me and moved my hand around her shoulder. I decided to just stay like that for now, I don't wanna make any quick decisions.

         ****YOUR POV****

        "I can't believe I just did that! How the hell did I do that! What the fuck do I think I'm doing?" I mentally scold myself.  I keep freaking out for five minutes or so until Andy's hand moves down my side and around my waist. I get goosebumps from his touch and I start screaming inside my head... which leads to me making a squeak.

    ****THIRD PERSON***

             Once the noise reaches Andy's ears he immediately moves his hand off (Y/N)'s waist and puts his hands up in a apologetic manner. "I'm sorry (Y/N), I knew I shouldn't have done tha-" (Y/N) quickly reacts to his action and decides to kiss him. Both of their faces turn dark red and they slowly melt into the kiss. Andy puts his hand around (Y/N)'s neck to deepen the kiss. (Y/N) waits a bit before wrapping her arms around Andy's neck. They stay a this pace for a bit until Andy decides to kick it up a notch. He licks (Y/N)'s bottom lip to ask for entrance, (Y/N) happily obliges. Their tongues start dancing with each other in a fight for dominance. As this is happening Andy is slowly pushing (Y/N) down so that she is laying on the couch with him on top. They stay like this for the longest time, both afraid to make another move. (Y/N) accepts that this is gonna happen now, so she starts lifting Andy's shirt. Andy smirks against (Y/N)'s lips, he then pulls away and brings (Y/N) up with him. (Y/N) finally get's Andy's shirt off and then realizes that she has her legs wrapped around Andy's waist. (Y/N) distracts herself with Andy's bare chest. It wasn't very muscular but he definitely was  working out. A hand then latches onto (Y/N)'s chin and tips her head up so that she is now looking into the eyes of a smug looking Andy. He then goes in again to kiss (Y/N).  As their tongues fight again, Andy reaches down to the button of (Y/N)'s pants. 

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You may now let your imagination soar to the deepest and darkest places of hell. I am literally the Hitler for good stories. Don't look at me.