Black Veil Brides had been touring for about 3 months now, and you were tagging along with them. You had started to date Andy a little over a year ago, so of course he asked you to come along with him on tour.
After a concert one night, you and the band were just sitting around in the tour bus chatting. Andy had left to go to the bathroom, so you took this opportunity to talk to someone about something that had been bothering you for a while.
"Hey, Ash, can we talk outside for a sec?" you asked, standing up.
"Oh, uh, yeah of course," he nodded, following you out of the bus. "What's going on?" he wondered when the door had closed, turning around to face you.
"Um, well, you know Steve, right?" you questioned, wanting to make sure he knew who you were talking about before you complained.
"The security guard? Yeah, I know him. What about him?" he replied.
"He's just, uh, been making me feel kinda...uncomfortable," you muttered, looking anywhere but at Ashley. Now that you were saying this out loud, you realized how stupid you must sound.
Ashley didn't seem to think it sounded stupid, though. He tilted his head and said, "In what way?"
"I dunno, it just seems like he's been taking every opportunity to touch me...like, yesterday, I was walking backstage before the show to meet up with Andy, and he bumped into me in the hallway and grabbed my ass. Like, actually grabbed it, not just brushed it. And it's happened more than once," you explained, sighing heavily. You didn't want to be making a big deal out of nothing, but you were beginning to grow tired of being harassed.
Ashley frowned. "Really? I wish I knew...do you want me to say something to him?"
"I don't really see what that will do. He's not going to listen to you; I've already asked him to stop, but he hasn't," you groaned, rolling your eyes. "I just want it to stop," you whispered the last part, pressing your lips together.
"Hey, it'll be okay," Ashley assured you, coming over to you and hugging you. .You hugged back, glad for his support. "I'll tell Andy, and he can-"
"No," you interrupted, pulling away and looking into Ashley's eyes. "You can't tell him. I don't want him to know."
"Don't want who to know what?" you heard a voice say. You jumped in surprise and turned to see Andy standing there, crossing his arms. He looked accusingly at you and Ashley, and you suddenly realized what he thought must be going on.
"Nothing," Ashley said, shaking his head.
"Really?" Andy asked. "Cuz if you don't tell me, I'm pretty sure I can connect the dots on my own."
"Ash, it's okay. I'll just tell him," you sighed, not wanting Andy to think that you were cheating on him.
"Okay, I'll let you guys talk things out," Ashley muttered, going back into the bus and leaving you and Andy alone.
"What's going on, y/n?" Andy wondered, moving closer to you.
You took a deep breath before explaining everything that you had just told Ashley. Throughout your explanation, Andy's facial expression depicted rage.
"How come you didn't tell me that you were feeling uncomfortable?" he asked. "I could have done something to prevent you from feeling like that."
"I didn't want you to do anything you might regret later," you explained, shrugging.
"C'mon, y/n. I'm never gonna regret keeping you safe."
You blushed and nodded, realizing that there was no reason for you to worry in the first place about Andy knowing.
"First thing tomorrow morning, I'll go up to Steve and ask him to stop. If he doesn't agree, he's gone. How does that sound?" Andy offered.
"Great," you smiled, hugging him. "Thank you so much."
"Of course," he chuckled, hugging you back and squeezing you lightly.
