Andy Hurley Adopted Me! (Fall Out Boy fanfic)

Chapter 19

"Andy!" I whined. "Can I please go to their gig?" He's heard this plea a hundred times today. He's hold his fort for a long time, but I think he's slowly cracking.
"Fine, just stop whining!" His hands covered his face and he pulled them down.
A shrill squeal flew from my mouth and my arms flung them selves around him. "Thanks, Andy!"
I texted the guys that Andy had finally broke. Olivia decided not to go. She's been acting stranger and stranger lately, and I don't know what to think of it. She's been moody, snappy, and doesn't really speak to anyone anymore. Tom has started to notice. If she doesn't straighten up, I don't think their relationship will last very long.
After I yelled a quick farewell to the guys, I ran to Jack and Zack's car. I sat next to Brax while Tom sat by himself in the back. I apologized to him. I tried getting Olivia to come, but she refused. Brax gave my cheek a peak as I pulled up.
"So you're signing tonight, right?" Zack turned to me in the passenger seat.
"As long as it's the same set list," I confirmed. He eagerly nodded and fist pumped the air. I giggled, well actually, it was more of a snort. It was close enough.
Brax tapped my nose, "That was cute."
I rolled my eyes.

"Dang man, this place is fancy," I paused as I examined the building. "Dusty Roses: Level Up!" I jumped and did a superhero pose. The guys, as usual, laughed at me. But I stayed firm in my position.
The building was a fancier restaurant, but it was hardcore themed. They had signed items lining the walls: records, photos, guitars, and much more.
  A certain picture caught my eye as I examined every item. This one made my eyes stop and stare. Fall Out Boy was depicted playing on the stage where we were about to perform. The only thing different was that the place wasn't as fancy and the guys were younger. This must be where they started out also.
  I turned to the guys,  "You guys are on a stage where some of the greats started. Play good." They smiled at my encouragement and continued setting up. A warm feeling spread throughout my chest. Most people could never even imagine standing in a place this important to people like me, but here I was. I stood where many legends have played, started out, and ended. That feeling was amazing.
  The guys finished getting ready and then the people poured in.

  "What if I can't forget you," I was in the middle of Caraphernelia when a certain red head made a guest appearance. My eyes went wide. He wore glasses and a hoodie, but I've grown accustomed to his attempts to hide himself in a crowd. Andy stood in the crowd with Phil, Pete, Patrick, and Joe.
  I walked over to Brax as he sung his part and nodded my head in their direction. His eyes reacted the same way, but for another reason. Fall Out Boy members were seeing them performing live on stage.
  We finished that song an bid farewell. I followed the guys. Before we got to the small dressing room, they all turned and hugged me.
  "Another amazing show," Brax whispered to me while the other guys yelled about how great it was. They must all be deaf, because I'm not that good.
  Once we got to the dressing room, Andy was waiting for me. I ran up to him and gave him a tight hug, "You could've told me you guys were coming!"
  "Surprise," he shrugged. I laughed and then left. Dusty Roses and I were meeting some fans and taking pictures.
  The little meet and greet only took about thirty minutes. After everyone left, we were on our way back to my house. Andy agreed to let the guys come over for dinner. Dinner was delivery Mexican food.
 
  I slapped Braxton's hand, "No, this is MY salsa."
  He pulled it back and grumbled, "You have an addiction."
  I have a smirk and nodded. I admit fully to having an addiction to salsa. I loved Mexican salsa. The red kind which was kinda spicy, but oh so good. It was my favorite and only dip I eat with chips.
  "You're not gonna share with me?" Brax cried as he stared at my huge half empty salsa container.
  I looked at him, then my salsa, and then him again. "Nope!"
  "I'm going to see if Livey's up," Tom ignored our banter and walked away. Everyone was asleep or in their rooms, except Brax, Tom, and I. We were eating like usual. Zack and Jack had fallen asleep almost immediately when we got home spread out on the living room couches. You can always find my group eating, playing music, it listening to music.
  Not even a few minutes later, I heard Tom waking back to us. "She kicked me out!" He also my yelled, but he remembered that people were sleeping.
  "You need a hug?" I opened my arms and he wrapped his around me, "She's just been moody lately." My hand rubbed up and down in a shooting way on Tom's back, until I heard a crackle. My hand stopped and my eyes shot to Braxton. He had a chip halfway to his mouth, but his move by stopped when he saw my glare. I could see him contemplating the consequences. The options must've whirred around a few times before he picked one. He popped the chip into his mouth. If looks could actually kill, he'd be in the middle of a forest, buried and dead. I patted Tom's back, "Maybe try again tomorrow." 
Once I removed my arms, I pounced on Braxton. "You ate my salsa!" I complained. He just shrugged it off. I glared at him but eventually gave up and ate some more salsa.
  We put on Netflix and I logged in. I picked a scary movie. I thought Tom would be screaming, but nope, instead he had my arm in a death grip. Brax sat on the other side of me, unaffected by the movie.
  After the movie had ended, Tom picked an action movie. He had fallen asleep before it even fully started, so I gently pushed him off the couch. He only stirred, but didn't wake up. The spot he previously sat in was still warm. My feet enjoyed the warmth as I stretched out and laid my head on Brax's shoulder.