My Brother's Best Friend (Andy Biersack fan fiction COMPLETE)

Keeping a Secret

The next morning I went downstairs to get breakfast and saw Andy near the stove. He was cooking. His shirt was off revealing a bunch of his tattoos and the brim of his underwear. He was wearing black shorts and socks and that was it. I looked around to make sure Ben wasn't awake and I went behind Andy and hugged him. I rested my head on his back.

"Good morning Andy."

I said.

"Good morning princess."

He replied.

He took the pan off the stove and scraped the eggs he made onto two plates and turned around giving me a kiss.

"This is for you love."

He said handing me a plate.

"Thank you."

I smiled.

I sat at the barstool and enjoyed my eggs.

"These are really good Andy!"

I exclaimed.

"Thanks."

He blushed.

That was the first time I've ever saw Andy blush. My heart almost skipped a beat. He was so handsome.

He sat next to me on the barstool and ate his eggs after saving a plate for Ben.

Andy rested his head on my shoulder and kissed it. I was wearing a tank top so my shoulder was bare and I felt it. His lips were so soft. I pushed my head against Andy's lightly and I could feel his dark hair against my shoulder and my neck. We heard a bedroom door open and we adjusted our posture and acted like we weren't doing anything.

"Good morning."

Ben said.

"Good morning."

We said in sync.

"You made breakfast again Claire?"

Ben asked.

"No actually Andy made it. It's so good."

I replied.

Ben grabbed his plate and began to eat.

"She's right Andy this is good."

Ben said.

"Thanks."

He replied.

We finished breakfast and went upstairs. I got into the shower and once I got out Andy was waiting in my room.

"Andy were gonna get caught!"

I exclaimed.

I was wrapped in just a towel.

"Not if Ben isn't home."

He smirked moving very close to me.

He traced the brim of the towel and stared into my eyes.

"Andy he could come home."

I said.

Andy blinked and sighed.

"You're right. How are we gonna be together behind his back Claire?"

He asked.

"I don't know. But I have to get dressed."

I replied.

I walked across the room and picked out what I was going to wear. I wore black nylons, a dark red dress that reached my knees, and black flat shoes.