Rebel Love Song || Andy Biersack

11. In The Midnight Hour

 Black Veil Brides had just finished their last concert on this tour and we were in back in Los Angeles. Sammi and Jinxx had already left, hurrying back to Jinxx's apartment. Ashley, Jake, and CC were already in party mode, passing around a bottle of whiskey, and explaining their plans for the night.

"We're going to do Sunset Strip, starting at The Viper Room," Ashley explained, "where we'll pick up some hot girls. Then we're going to go to the Sky Bar to drink until we throw up. After that, we'll go to The House of Blues, where we may or may not get kicked out. Then, we'll take said girls back to our cribs."

"Your cribs?" I laughed.

"Don't be a hater," CC said. "We're gangsta pimps and you know it."

I rolled my eyes and turned to Andy, who was sitting on the couch beside me, "Are you sure you don't want to go celebrate them? You wouldn't want to miss your chance to hang out with some 'gangsta pimps.'"

"No, it's your first night in L.A. I want to spend it with you."

"You're so sweet," I said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Okay, we're going to leave before you two start going at it on that couch," Ashley said.

I rolled my eyes as they walked out to hail a cab. Jake and CC called out goodbyes.

"Well, I guess let's go," Andy said, standing.

"I'm excited to see your place."

"You're probably going to be dissapointed. It's just a basic bachelor pad."

"It's your basic bachelor pad, so I'm sure I won't be dissapointed."

Andy and I walked outside the venue, where his car, a sleek black Audi, was parked. He opened the passenger door for me and I climbed in.

"Thank you, kind sir," I said, in a fake British accent.

"My pleasure, my lady," Andy replied in his own British accent.

As Andy climbed into the driver's seat, I stated, "I thought you had to save that for your Secret British Accent Society."

"You're my only exception," he smiled.

 It took us about an hour to get to Andy's house from the venue since the traffic was so bad. We spent most of the time talking and singing along to my iPod, which I'd connected to Andy's car speakers. Well, I sang along, much to the dismay of both our eardrums. Andy's voice was tired from the show, but he grinned at my performance and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel to the music. We were listening to I'm Here To Take The Sky by D.R.U.G.S when we finally pulled into Andy's driveway.

I trailed off in my singing and proceeded to stare at Andy's house. It wasn't a mansion or anything, but it was definitely nice. It was nestled in the suburbs of LA in a guard gated community. It was a white average-sized house with a two-car garage. There was a small gate that led into a patio area and then to the front door. Andy pulled into the garage and we walked inside the house through the garage door. The walls were painted a cream color with a few accent walls painted deeper colors. I walked around, exploring the house. It was a two bedroom with two bathrooms, along with a large living room, dining room, and kitchen. 

After I'd finished my exploration, I joined Andy in the living room, where he was sitting on the couch, looking through his phone. 

"Nice place," I said, sitting on his lap.

He set his phone to the side and smiled at me, "I'm glad you like it."

"You know what I reallly like?" Andy raised his eyebrows at me, waiting for me to continue. "The fact that we're finally alone."