Beastly || Andy Biersack

Eleven ♡

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We stayed up for the rest of the night just talking. We didn't talk about what happened or what all of this was. Andy wanted to avoid that at all costs and just talk, and he promised he would talk to me about that very soon.

"Right now, I just want to talk." He said softly as he traced his claw in a small circle along his thigh. Andy looked down, avoiding my eyes as he added, "Just a normal conversation. This is the first time I've actually had the opportunity and I'd rather be treated normally just for the night at least."

"I understand." I told him.

So we talked. We talked about a lot— more than I actually expected. He was always closed off towards me and I could somewhat see why. He admitted he really did have no friends. He had some who were "like him" but that's about it. Andy had also claimed that that was the reason he pushed me away.

"I didn't want to pull you into my world."

"Why not?" I asked him.

"It's a completely different world that a young beautiful girl like yourself should not get involved with." Andy said, his voice dropping a bit. He glanced at me, and said he'd explain more about that later, and I nodded before dropping the subject. He did however cross into a territory that I wasn't particularly open about.

"I'm sorry for grabbing you back in the bathroom. I was just trying to control myself, but it was already after dusk and my anger wasn't helping either." He admitted sheepishly as he gave a hesitant smile. I shrugged and told him it was fine. "When I grabbed you, you started to bleed, and I know I didn't grab you that hard nor did I cut you."

"So, do you want to explain that?" He added and I slowly shook my head. I took in a deep breath and told him that the way I felt about that topic was the way he felt about his, and he nodded his head. He smiled. "We can talk about it another time."

"When you open up, I'll open up." I promised.

I believe I started to grow tired around three in the morning, and soon we were both fast asleep. The last thing I remembered was me drifting off, and he must've thought I was asleep, because he kissed my cheek and started to shift off of the bed. I swung my arm around and grabbed him, pulling him back and letting myself curl up into his chest. I fell asleep to the slow rhythmic beat of his heart.

My eyes slowly opened up but I closed them as sunlight poured in through the blinds, hitting my eyes directly. I let out a long yawn and stretched my arms out. I patted around beside me and opened my eyes, craning my head to the side to find myself all alone.

Where'd he go? I thought to myself.

I was pulled out of bed at the sound of the doorbell ringing. I glanced at my phone and saw it was almost ten in the morning, and I flung the covers off as the bell rang twice more. I cursed under my breath and stripped myself of my dirty clothes, tossing them into a bin before throwing on a pair of basketball shorts and hoodie.

"Snow, who's at the door?" My mother asked.

"I don't know. I'm coming." I shouted down the stairs, taking them two at a time. I rounded the corner but my mom had already beaten me to the door. The door swung open and I felt myself choke on air. His piercing blue eyes went from my mother to me, and he gave a sly smile.

"Who are you?" My mother asked, folding her arms across her chest. She glanced back at me over her shoulder giving me the "We need to talk later." look and back at Andy.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I thought Snow asked you. My names Andy." He extended an arm out, and my mother slowly took his hand and shook it. In his other hand was a rolled up poster board with a bag full of markers and other supplies that I couldn't make out. "Your daughter and I are partners for a project in math."