Meeting the Band

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I looked up to see the one and only Andy Biersack.  I immediately couldn't breathe. C.C. was sitting casually on a couch chair. Andy and C.C.'s eyes questioned Jinxx's. Who is she and why is she here? they seemed to ask. He didn't respond not knowing the answer really for either of the questions. I smiled showing Andy I was safe to be around. He stood up and walked towards me and greeted me.

"What's your name?" He questioned kindly. I told him my name and he gave me a hug. C. C. also made his way over and hugged me. They managed to talk to me for a few minutes until footsteps were heard; drawing our attention to the source of their sound. Jake stood there curious of why he heard a females voice. He looked at me and a smile quickly spread across his once emotionless face. His war paint was smeared,  just like mine.

"Where have you been? I've been wondering what kept you waiting." He asked surprised I didn't come earlier.  I'm guessing if he asks a girl to come over they come for sure.

"The darkness consumed me and I lost all sight" I replied mysteriously. I definitely had him confused.  I laughed and then added

"In other words; I passed out." He laughed and hugged me tight, which surprised me. I seriously loved this guy. He was amazing.  How could you not love him? He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bus. He pulled me back to the alley where I was found and quickly pulled me close to him.

"I'm sorry that Ashley so rudely bothered what was happening between us." He said sincerely.  I nodded in agreement and to show him I understood. I felt a buzz in my pocket and looked at my phone.

Where are you? Are you pregnant?  Are you dead?  Are you okay? -Dad

Fuck. How could I forget? Jake must have noticed my face expression. He leaned close and whispered in my ear; Making my ear slightly tickle with the warmth and vibrations of his words and breath.

"Are you okay." I looked at him. His eyes. Gosh, I was melting inside and probably outside too. I nodded slowly. He pulled away from my ear and moved to my lips. Inches away. Centimeters. I held a squeal in as his touched mine. Slowly moving. I rudely pulled away. He looked up confused. No one has probably ever pulled away from him before.

"boyfriend? " he sighed.

"No....."I turned away so I wouldn't have to look at his slightly hurt face. "I just. ... I need....I have to go now. I stuttered. Still turned away, I feel him grab my arm and I feel the cold pressure of a marker pressing on my skin. I look back and he's writing on my arm.

"Make sure you text me" he whispers. Emotionless; I nod and turn away and walk to my car. I can almost feel his eyes piercing into the back of my head. I look down at my arm and finally let out the squeak I've been holding in for so long.

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