Mr Biersack

One Wild Night

8 and half months later (I know time skips, sorry)

The press had gotten over that whole 'Andy is a pedophile' situation. I guess the whole world had gotten over it. Except from the cunts at school so I just stopped showing up, so did Lena as she got a hell of hard time for being pregnant.
CC still couldn't walk on his own, he had to have the support of crutches to stable him, but CC being CC would still goof around and as a drunk bet he went Ice Skating, breaking his wrist in the process. He got a scolding off of Lena after that, he's still trying to shag her but she's having none of it, even though they act like a married couple half the time.

It was around two in the morning, I was curled up beside Andy, he lay with a cigarette hanging between his lips. I was still panting from the sex we just had.
"As soon as CC's wounds heal we're gonna go on tour." Andy announced. "You can come if you want, maybe sing with me, get your music career started, yeah?"
I nodded, smiling. Slowly drifting off as Andy rambled on about our future together, his deep voice soothing me.

Suddenly my phone rang, I bolted up, looked at Andy, almost in a scared manor.
"Who'd be phoning at this time?!" I asked him to which he shrugged.
I picked my phone up hesitating but seeing the caller ID i immediately pick it up.
"What's up?" I asked.

"Bailey!" Lena cried, I could hear her hyperventilating "my water has just broke!! I'm having contraptions! It fucking hurts!!!"

"What?" I said surprised, "calm down, breathe."

"You need to get over here!" She said then I heard her loud groan, signifying she was in immense pain.

"Call an ambulance! I'll be on my way." I told her.

"I'm not getting into a fucking ambulance! It will cause a scene and I'm not waking my mom up for her to have a fucking aneurysm! Get down here now!" Lena hissed

Since when has she ever cared about causing a scene?
"Fine, im coming. Remember, breathe."

"Hurry then!"

And with that I hung up the phone, I rushed around throwing on the closet things to me which was one of Andy's jerseys that was lying on the floor and my black short shorts from today which were beside them, his jersey probably smelled like shit, it's been lying there about two days, I refused to pick it up, he can do his own fucking washing (even tho he's normally out and doesn't get back to nine at night but not my problem, he could've at least put it the laundry basket.) I had no underwear on but I didn't give a fuck, I grabbed Andy's car keys and my phone while putting on my black converse (they had seen better days I can tell you that.)

"Just you lie back down, i'll be back in a few." I said.

"Eh, no what's going on?!" He demanded as he started to put his boxers on, to be honest I'm surprised he knew clean from dirty. I'll end up having a fit and just washing anything that isn't in a drawer or hanging up, that's what he does because he's 'working all day' like I give a fuck.

"It's nothing, Lena's baby is on its way, you don't wanna be there you just go to sleep," I tried to say calmly.

"At least let me drive you, you must be tired," he said.

"Eh I'm not, I'll get a strong coffee and you drive like a fucking old man so no! YOU'RE ALREADY SLOWING ME DOWN." I cried out in announce. "NOW SLEEP."

And with that I ran down stairs, Andy calling "Don't Crash my fucking car." After me.
I climbed into his car and zoomed off to Lena's house, praying to god that the cops pull me over.

As I got to Lena's house I swerved into her street, nearly crashing into the car that was coming out of the street which made me laugh nervously.
I ran up to Lena's house, her fucking door was locked, I chapped it urgently.