"Seya, wake up, babe." Chris's soft voie says making me groan in reply and turn the opposite way.
"Come on sweetpea, you have fans waiting for you outside." Chris purrs into my ear. I'm instantly pushing him out of the bunk we share, ending up having both of us falling, whoops. Chris groans in my ear.
"Sorry baby, did I hurt you?" I say proping myself up over him .
"No, other things. Your hand was kinda just, it was like gripping my dick." He says making me throw my head back with laughter.
"Sorry," I giggle a bit and kiss his lips lightly playing with his long hair. He kisses back but deepes in the kiss, guess we all know what he wants to do. I pull away from his lips and look into his eyes.
"I have to go meet fans." I say and kiss his forehead trying to stand. He pulls me me back down and wipes under my eyes.
"You're makeup was a bit smuged." He says, I hope that means he fixed it.
"Thanks booger, now I need to go." I smile and kiss his cheek and manage to get out of his grip. I slide my green converse on that remind me of August.
My trip to the door is a literal trip. My foot catches on something sending me flying, thankfully Chris catches me before I fall and bust my face open.
Once I step out of the bus I'm bombardded by people. I try and hug as much of them as possible. There's a lot of fangirls that keep squealing, it's alright I don't mind it too much, it makes me happy honestly.
The last girl I hug hands me a note and kisses my cheek. I smile at the lovely girl and slide the note into my pocket.
"Thank you, sweetpea." After I say that I get escorted to the venue by a few security guards.
I walk inside the venue following a few signs that point to where I think I'm supposed to be going. I walk and walk till I finally find the meet and greet room. There's multiple people here, okay there's not a shit ton but about twenty or so.
"Thank you all so much for coming out tonight!" I smile at the groups of girls and boys.
"Oh my god, you're so welcome! I've been waiting so long to meet and see you live!" A girl smiles at me, she looks about fourteen.
"C-Can you sign this?"A girl says very quietly. I smile at her and grab the sharpie she has in her paws.
Thank you so much, love. Stay strong xx -Seya Scared
Is what I scribble onto her CD. She smiles at the CD and hugs me tightly making me giggle a bit and hug ber back tight.
"You saved my life." She whispers, still holding me tightly.
"You saved mine." I say after she pulls away from the hug. She smiles making her face brighten up 10x more.
After a few more minutes of hugs, signatures, and photos, I'm escorted back into my dressing room. I plop down onto the couch, reading the notes I got from some of the kids. I get a few silly bands and cell phone numbers. What sucks about being where I am is I've learned not to call fans because some of them get really creepy and crazy so I'm not aloud to call anymore fans, according to Chris. I won't dissobey him though so I won't call anymore people.
"Hi." A voice says distracting me from a letter. My eyes wander up from the piece of lined paper I'm looking at to see Andy standing at the door. I fold the letter back up, I'll read it later.
"What?" I ask him a bit ittitated that he's here.
"I'm sorry." He says sincerly.
"Yeah, me too. Maybe not to you, but to everything that I've done to myself." I say. I really fucking hope I don't get angry.
He walks over to the couch I am sitting on and moves some of the stuff I got tongiht, sitting himself beside me.
"I'm sorry for telling you about Kasey, I didn't think you'd react that way." He says looking into my eyes, fuck those orbs are killing me. I bite my cheek and nod a bit.
"I needed to know. I would've found out sooner or later and would probably have been more angry at you for not telling me. I can't help but feel it's my fault he did it." I murmer and grab one of the small stuffed animals I got from a girl named Haley. I play with the soft fur trying to calm my inner thoughts down.
"I've missed you so fucking much." He whispers. My eyes start to water at those words. "I was so broken, I didn't know what to do after you left that night. I was so angry and sad, and confused." He says the pain literally radiating off of him. "And when I saw Chris kissing you in that Starbucks, you don't know how fucking badly I just wanted to rip him off of you and scream that you're mine, nobody elses. I felt so fucking shitty that I just couldn't stand being in that room anymore." I can feel his eyes staring a hole in me.
"I-I'm sorry." I stutter out quietly.
"I still love you, so fucking much." He says sadly.
And here come the water works. The tears slowly fall but are caught with a hand. I look over at Andy feeling the warm pressence of his hand on my cheek and I can't help but to let my head "fall" into it.
"Don't cry, you're too beautiful." He whispers as he wipes my cheeks riding it of tears.
I can feel us getting closer and closer together but I don't stop it. I don't know why and I hate myself for it. I can feel his warm breathe on my cheeks at this point, he's not breathing heavily so that says a lot. His breathe smells of cigarette's and coffee, my body warming at the familiar smell. His eyes quickly flash to my lips back up to my eyes making those hacking butterflies return to my stomach. His lips press against mine making me almost cry at how bad I missed the feeling of his lips against mine. My arms wrap around his neck as we repeatidly kiss each other and it feels like sparks are flying. Our lips press together one final time sliding against the others. I feel his wet tonguee press against my lips causing me to pull away.
I scoot a bit away from Andy and run my hand through my hair trying to figure out what just happened.
"What the fuck was that?!" A voice growls from the door. My head flies up to see Chris standing at the door. My heart beat quickens as I quickly stand. "Yeah, and you said he was the fucking cheater!" He half yell and half growls, stomping out the door. Boom, hit right to the heart.
"I fucking hate you Andrew Dennis Biersack!" I scream at him and slap him across the face as hard as I can.
I then run out of the room to go find Chris. I see him swiftly walking down the hallway.
"Chris, wait!" I yell and see him stop at the backdoors of the venue. I walk slowly over to him and put my hand on his shoulder lightly. He shakes it off and looks at me with so much hatred that I can't help but to just want to crumble right there.
"I-Im s-so sorry." I whisper my words coming out in a stutter at how badly I'm shaking. I want to do nothing more than cry as of right now.
"You didn't fucking look sorry! I should've fucking known you would you two would kiss! You never stopped fucking loving him!" He growls again and pushes the door open agressivly, slamming it behind him.
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poor Christopher :'(
