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I wrap my arms around her small body pulling her close to me. She cuddles into my chest making me smile. 

"Goodnight." I whisper in her ear and feel her shiver. I smile more. I'm finally free. No more Juliet to change me, to tell me who I can be frieneds with. This is a new beginning for me. I have to focus on music not just for me but the fans too. I want to be happier, which I think I deffinetly will be if Serenade stays in my life. She makes me feel better, it's weird. She makes me happier then almost anyone I know and that says a lot considering I haven't even known her a month. We where texting the entire time when BVB finished the last of the Wild One's tour. She had me laughing up a storm and it was only through text which I found very odd. But whatever, I guess I should sleep now.

I slowly fall into a deep sleep, falling into the best sleep I've had in a long while.

**Morning**

My eyes blink open to be faced with Andy's dragonfly tattoo. Well isn't that just awkward considering what happened last night. Well, maybe he'll find something pleasant to do with the tattoo considering it's already beautiful as it is. 

I decide not to move out of his arms or freak out like I did last time and just let his warmth sink into my skin. Fuck, he smells so nice. How does a boy smell this nice after sleeping? It's fucking voodoo or some shit. I let out a sigh through my nose and feel a small smile on my lips. It's so fucking comfy being in his arms, like shit. Why can't I just be here all day in his arms, smelling the smell of vanilla and cigarettes.

"Good morning." Andy whispers into my ear making me shiver again. God dammit boy, stop doing this to me.

"No, not morning, need more sleep, yes." I whisper trying to snuggle deeper into his chest. He chuckles lightly and pulls me closer making me smile.

My phone starts buzzing in my pocket making me groan. Why does it have to buzz now? I'm so fucking comfortable and it's not fare! I make an ugh noise and open my eyes and look at Andy.

"Could you possibly grab my phone from my pocket? I'm so comy I don't want to move." I pout a little making him grin.

"What do I get in return?" He questions.

"How about that bandana?" 

"No, something better." 

"Let me think about it, if you get my phone I promise to get something better for you!" I say making him grin and grab my phone. He holds it up to me making me smile wide.

"Thank you." I kiss his cheek lightly and answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey Serenade, it's Shay. I just got a call from the hotel saying that we have till five to leave our room." She says sounding on the verge of crying. I sit up making Andy groan a little bit.

"What?" I whisper.

"Yeah, apparently someone was complaining about us so now they're making us leave."

"Oh uhm, okay, I'll get my stuff soon." I whisper and hang up.

"What happened?" Andy asks.

"Shay and I got kicked out of our room." I whisper feeling tears spring to my eyes. My phone starts buzzing again and I pick it up hoping it's Shay telling me that it's just a joke.

"Hello?"

"Serenade, it's Jeremiah. You are out of the band. I don't care what you have to say, I've made up my mind and what you did last night was so fucking unacceptable." He finishes and hangs up. I finally break down and start balling my eyes out. What the heck?! What am I supposed to do? I have nothing. My only source of income is gone,  I guess my friends hate me now, and I have nowhere to live. Wow, how pathetic do I sound, I bet Andy is never going to want to have this charity case in his hands.

I feel the presence of arms around me as I get pulled into a chest. I start sobbing into what I'm now guessing is Andy's neck. I wrap my arms tightly around him and sob.

"I just got kicked out of my band." I stutter out not being able to speak clearly as my tears slide down Andy's bare chest.

"I'm so sorry, if you want you can stay with me until you find out what you are going to do." I shake my head.

"I can't ask that." I say quietly and wipe my face but still have my face inside his neck.

"You didn't ask, I offered. Now I want you to stay with me and you have to, I don't care what you say." He says stroking my back a little.

"Fine, I need to pack up my shit." I whisper pulling away from him.

"I'm helping!" He says, picking me up.

"You're being to fucking kind." I say wrapping my arms and legs around him.

"What can I say, I've got a thing for helping you." He smirks and starts walking to my room. I rest my head in his neck and close my eyes. 

"Serenade, we're here." He says. I nod and slide off of him, that sounds weird. I look around the room to see Shay's stuff gone. I sigh and start stuffing clothes into my suitcase. 

"So what can I help with?" He asks me.

"There is really nothing." I say wandering to the bathroom and putting all my makeup, hair crap, and shower products into a bag. I walk back out zipping up the bag to see Andy sitting on the bed looking through something. Is that my phone?!  I fly onto the bed and try to get my phone from his grasp.

"What are you doing?!" I yell at Andy as I try and restle him for my phone. He ends up on top of me holding me down with one arm looking through my photos witht the free hand. He starts scrolling through the many photo's oh him from just now. What  a selfie monster, like damn.

"Why?" I whine.

"Because!" He uses the same tone making me giggle.

"Don't mock me!" I know, so original.

"Don't mock me!" He replies in the same tone.

"Mom, he's mimicking me! Spy kids!" I giggle again. He laughs back at me.

"You're giggle is adorable." I blush and giggle more at his words. I try to grab my phone but end up taking selfie's with him. He ends up kissing my cheek a bunch for the photo's making me giggle more. Ugh, so much damn giggling. He let's me have my phone back and let's me sit up. I probably have tripple chins in the photos.

I slide my phone into my back pocket. Andy got a lot of the electircal stuff in the bag, damn he's quick.

"Okay, I think that's all." I say looking around. I frown, it feels like I have been living here forever and I just get kicked out like a piece of trash. It's so wrong of them, I hate Idaho so fucking much. But all my friends live here.

"You okay, sweetheart?" I blush slightly at the name he called me. 

"You ask that way to much, sir. i was just thinking about this hotel room, the memories, and that I hate Idaho." I shrug a little.

"LET US LEAVE THIS ROOM AND MAKE NEW MEMORIES!" Andy yells and throws me over his shoulder.

"ANDY, PUT ME DOWN!" I yell. He grabs my suitcase and runs out of the room, leaving me having a death grip on him. Somehow I slip down eneought oget my legs and arms around him like when he carried me to the room. No way in hell am i following now.

Goodbye Graceful.

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