Shut Off // Andy Biersack x Reader

part 2

You sat on a bench as you watched the women pass past you, walking in and out of the different stores.
After almost an hour of collecting enough information, you decided you where going to try yourself.
Even before everything, you where never one to wear makeup, pretty cloths, or even really do your hair. You usually just wore your band shirts, converse and whatever pants where clean. If you ever wor e your hair up it was a messy bun or a pony tail.
So here you sat, talking with a saleswomen in a beauty shop trying to find out how  to use makeup.
In the end, you just went to someone to get it done.
It wasnt anything speacial, just black eyeliner with small wings, light black eyeshadow and some kind of powder they insisted on using...you still arent sure what it was even called really.
The encounter to all the place whee quite uncomfetable. You really just didnt like talking anymore.
Why did people insist on gossiping and small talk?
After the nightmare of makeup, doing your hair, and a couple other stops, you whee finally at the spot you where also completely dreading....the clothing store...
You took a deep breath, mentally bracing yourself, before you walked in through the sliding glass doors.
You went to the women's section.
After trying on almost fifty different things, being forced to work up the nerve to ask s9meone for help and restraining yourself to not scream 'I DON'T KNOW!!' In their face everytime they asked what you where looking to buy, you had finally finished and started for the counter with a deep dark red shirt with black letters that had a black bat symbol on it, black jeans, and a small black knife necklace. (It had like a knife charm.)
By the time your where at the beginning of the checkout line and about to walk to the front, you felt a wave of anxiety wash over you.
you hadn't payed for anything with cash in so long and for the e amount of talking and interacting with stupid people all day, you didn't feel like you could handle it.
And you had also accidentally ran your credit card dead on your last stop cuase you hadn't added more cash to it in almost two years so all you had was cash...you where terrible at deducting that's why you liked your credit card so much..all you had to do was really swipe it and do like one other thing.
So there you where, caught between a rock and a hard spot, trapped.
Common y/n are you really gonna let your fear win? A little voice asked, attempting to encourage you to just walk up and pay...
However it had done just the opposite...
Yep, that's exactly what is happening. You tell yourself and turn on your heel to head back and put your things back.
Not today.
And there you where, speed walking out of the store empty handed after almost an hour and a half of shopping in it.
you practically telaported back to the comfort of your house.
You only had half an hour before you HD to go... you also didn't have a car to get you there...
So, you quickly changed into your nicest pair of dark blue jeans, black High top conferse, your usual band t-shirt, and then called for a taxi which came about five minutes later.
After giving the man directions quickly, you guys drove in silence.
After about fifteen minutes, you finally arrived at the nice looking restaurant.
You decided to go find seats while you waited for the others.
As soon as you opened the doors and a nicely dressed man started asking you a ton of questions, you felt like you couldn't breath, let alone talk, and you quickly turned on your heel and sprinted out of the building and onto the sidewalk.
Would it be rude to ditch them? Just like not show? After a small debate, you decided to just stay outside, deciding maybe if you just went in with them then you would be okay, that the attention wouldn't be directed at you.
After about five minutes of focusing on your breathing and calming yourself down fully, you felt a tap on your shoulder from behind you while you had your forehead and hands resting on the brick wall, making you almost jump.
As soon as you turned around and saw Andy and the others, before you could think, words left your lips in quite a loud and alarmed voice.
"God damn it beirsack why do you keep doing this!!?" When you cursed you saw an older women gasp, your assuming it was becuease you said 'god damn' You didn't pay attention to her thoigh.
"Sorry! I didn't think I would scare you I thought you heard us approch" He defended.
You sigh slightly and pat the top of his head in a forgiving manner. " ashley, jinxx, Cc, jake, nice to meet you all." You say, acknowledging their presence.
A couple hi's where exchanged before Andy said, " guys this is y/n"
"So is there a reason your waiting outside instead of inside?" Jinxx asked you.
"Becuease the guy started ridding me with questions. I didn't think there would be a Pop quiz to get inside!" You tell him indignantly.
You gave you a confused expression and Andy must've noticed he was about to question you further about it but quickly interrupted. "So," Andy started, clapping his hands together and glancing at everyone. "Shall we go in?" He asked and they all nodded.
Jinxx and them went ahead while you and Andy stayed in the back.
"You look nice by the way" Andy told you and you kissed his cheek as a thank you.
When you all entered and got to the man at the front, you subcontuasly grabbed andys arm, worried that this man would say something to you again.
Couldn't everyone just not talk?
Andy glanced at you, noticing that you seemed to be worried about something and quietly asked, "are you alright?" "Fine." You reply shortly "okay well I ask this becuease you look scared and have a death grip on my a-" "I said I'm fine" you tell him hotly.
"Alright..." He mutters, putting a comforting hand on your shoulder as your iron grip moved to his black leather jacket instead.
Finally, you guys started walking again and where soon seated in a spot in the back.
These chairs where much longer, almost like couches though, unlike the others that where scattered neatly across the restaurant.
You sat next to andy on onside and Jake on your other side while Ashley, Cc and Jinxx all sat on the other side.
"So y/n, what do you do for work?" Cc asked, attempting to get atleast a little information out of you...or at least even get you to really speak.
"I don't have a job." You tell him.
"So do you have a boyfriend or husband?" He asks.
"What makes you think I would have something like that?" You ask, furrowing your eyebrows at him in honest confusion.
"Well um you know usually people have some kind of relationship-" "Are you in a relationship? Cuase if I'm correct your not. And neither is Andy, or jake, or ashley, or jinxx! So what makes you think that i should be in one? Is this becuease I'm a girl? Becuease I need a guy to help me? Well I'm perfectly capable to take care of myself thank you very much!" You say hotly. It didn't even pass through you mind that generally people where in some kind of relationship when they are twenty one and almost twenty two.. (also I know that most of the boys have girlfriends and wife's but in this fanfic they don't so please don't call me out on it)
The boys are kinda silent after your rant.
"...so um do you have any hobbies?" Ashley speaks.
"Not really. I like music. I wouldn't count that as a hobby though." You tell him.
"Do you play any intruments?" He questions further.
"No, I just listen to it." You tell him.
"Do you like a lot of bands?" He asks.
"Oh yeah, a lot, I love you guys, all time low, panic! At the disco, my chemical romance (also mcr is still together in this ) and so many more." You tell him, a slight spark coming to your eyes as different memories of each band pops into your head.
"Have you ever seen any of them live?" Ashley speaks again.
"No, I mostly just keep to myself. Even though I have the money, I just don't think I could be around so many people." You tell him honestly.
"Do you enjoy singing?"
It was almost like he was trying to show the others how to speak to you, like he just knew what and what not to talk about and what not to say.
"Oh yeah! I'm not a very good singer, but I do enjoy it." You tell him with the tiniest smile.
"Have you ever tried writing a song?"
"Oh god no, I'd make it terrible! I always feel jealous though becuease everyone I love and look up to can either play amazingly on instruments or are gods at singing and writing music." You tell him.
"You should get Andy to show you how he writes songs, and if you want I could show you a little guitar" He tells  you with a friendly smile.
"Really?! That would be awesome!" You say, a spark of exitment glinting in your eye.
You guys talked all as you ate. You didn't know but everytime someone would make you pissy, self defensive, or anything really other then happy or excited, he would kick them really hard under the table to tell them they fucked up and then he would ask you a quietsion to cover their idiocy up, secretly showing them really how to talk to you.
Andy and ashley where really the only ones who did good with you.  Cc was probably gonna have a bruise on his leg that would leave for a good year, jinxx was also probably gonna be pretty bruised too, Jake didn't speak a whole lot so he wasn't to bruised.
After you guys where done eating, you all had moved to a bar to get some drinks.
You all did shots, different drinking games, and much more.
By the end of the night though, you had out drank them all by far.
You could keep your liquor down though very well. Never in your life had you ever thrown up from liquor.
By the time it was twelve am, Andy and Jake, who had started drinking water instead, decided it was time to get the rest of you home.
Jake took Cc, and jinxx while Andy took you and ashley home.
You guys stopped at ashley's house first becuease it was closest, and then headed to yours.
"Hey andy?" You ask.
"Yeah?" He questions, glancing at you before gluing his eyes back to the road.
"Would it be alritz if you taughtz me how to writez music?" You slur.
"Yeah, i think that would be fun." He says with a slight smile.
"Alrightz lez start tonight!" You say excitedly.
"No you need rest" He says, luaghing slightly at how excited you seemed to start.
"Ughghhhh you know your no fucking fun" You say, pouting at him.
"I know." He says, giving you a small smile.
Finally you guys pull into your driveway and he stops the car and gets out before walking over to your side and opening the door.
"Hm mm a gentleman." You joke.
He wraps an arm around your back to help support you and you throw both your arms around his neck and watch his face as you guys walk the the door.
"Yer really cute ya know that?" You question and he luaghs ever so slightly.
"It was a Stupid question. Course you know." You say and pierces his lips together, obviously trying to hide an amused smile that still is suddly there as he glances down at you before opening your door.
He carefully lays you down on your bed when you reach the bedroom and you yawn.
"I've had fun biersack." You say, your eyes closed.
"Yeah. Me too. So do you usually sleep fully clothed or do you take your shoes and stuff off?" He asks.
"Well generally I don't have shoez on in the first place, and I generally don't sleep in jeanz or a jacket but it's cool. Nighty night" You say casually as you turn on your side.
"Noooo, just cuase your drunk off your rocker doesn't make that okay. Common, your getting your sheets dirty." He tells you and you huff.
"I'm not 'drunk off my rocker'. This is normal. And I'm fineeeeee! Ittlll be finneeeee  " You tell him.
"This is normal?" He mutters quietly to himself, probably hoping you didn't hear it but you did nonetheless.
"I heard that" You mumble.
"Sorry" He says quickly.
"Commonnnnn, work with me here, just turn over so I can get your shoes off for you." He says and you huff, throwing your leg in the air for a second before whining, "but I'm commffeeerrrttabblllleeeeee"
"And you'll be comfortable in just a not her few minutes once I get your shoes off!" He says as though he's speaking to a child.
You huff. "Fine" you mutter resentfully before turning on your back again and you can feel him starting to carefully unlace your black High top converse.
Finally once they where both off, he walked out before returning a moment later saying, "sit up" which you begrudgingly do.
He hands you a cold glass 9f what you assumed to be water.
You took a couple sips of the liquid before attempting to put it down on your nightstand but you hear him say, "all off it" in a very Stern tone.
"I don't like you boss man" You say like a child before taking some more sips.
"Boss man?" He questions.
"Shut up" You murmur softly and you hear him breath out a luagh.
Once you finally just down the cup of water, you set it down on the stand.
You glance at Andy to see him still standing by your bed before you say, "your welcome to stay if that's what you waiting for."
"No I need to get home, I'm just making sure your alright." He replies softly.
"Imma fine" you tell him.
"Alright. Goodnight then y/n." He says softly before leaving the room.

////

The next morning you wake up with a pretty terrible headachr.
you hadn't been completely sober in a good month now.
you got up to get water when you noticed a note on your counter near the cupboards.
Upon further inspection, you find it is andys.
It read,
Y/n, becuease you wanted to come over sometime to learn how to write songs and we never actually exchanged a way to keep in contact, here is my phone number  (blahblahblah. Lots of numbers. Blah blah) So call me if you need anything or wanna set up something, I really enjoy hanging out with you, :)

Batman

You stare at the letter. It was obviously from andy...but who was batman??
Batman...batman....is that his nickname? Why did he write down batman? Is Andy a bat or something? What's a batman?

You pondered this weird sign off for a good ten minutes before deciding you would just ask him.
you quickly dialed the number into your phone and then proceeded to text him.
You: hey batman I got your letter.
Andy: hahah didn't think that would stick. What's up?
You: nothing bmuch. I have a super bad headache...also i have a question.
Andy: shoot
You: what's a batman? Why did you sign off on the letter as 'batman' is that your nickname or something?
Andy: wait.....you don't know who batman is???!
You: ...no?... should i?
Andy: y/n if you have ever had a childhood you should know who batman is!!
You: sorry I didn't know!
Andy: don't worry, I'm here and coming for you Robin! Hang tight!
You: why are you calling me a bird...?
Andy: ......okay I'll be there in ten, we are gonna have a movie marathon today. Get the snacks made.
You: ...I dont have food really....
Andy: ...put on some comfertable cloths and I'll be there with movies and snacks. Do you have blankets or do I need to bring those too?
You: don't be an ass.
Andy: joking! Okay hang tight, becuease in the next few hours, your life will be turned around!
You: that is quite impossible actually.
Andy: okay now your the one being an ass
You: I know c:
Andy: okay see you in a bit!
You: byyyeeeee!
And so you did what he said and slipped into some comfertable cloths.
After about ten mintues of being curled on a ball on the couch trying to sooth your headache and failing miserably, you hear a knock on the door and tell him to come in.
He enters your house with a lot of different bags in his hands.
you help him carry some before he says, "now, before we start this because you need to be able to enjoy them, we are gonna fix your hngover."
He tells you to go into your room and shut the door and, after questioning him and he tells you becuease he is about to use a blender, you quickly leave.
After about four minutes, he opens your bedroom door and comes in with a glass of something yellow and a straw.
"Okay...what is it.?" You question.
"It's banana and honey. It'll cure your headache. Drink up." He says and you give him a small pout but don't say a word before chugging the thing and giving him a disgruntled and disgusted look.
"It might not taste like rainbows but it helps." He tells you and he leads you to the couch.
after about like TN minutes, your hangover started to lift and you where feeling a lot better.
He told you to drink a couple glasses of water as he had you help him set up trays for drinks and snacks and set the blankets out on the couch.
Finally, you guys where ready to begin the movies.
He told you that they where called 'batman' and he seemed to really like these movies so you decided you'd give it an honest shot.
So, he popped in the disc and you guys cuddled into the many blankets and began to snack, watching in silence...except for your accasunal question.