Andy Biersack, My Babysitter? | ✔️

Ten

Before I put the key in, I ask, "So, is that what you wanted to try?"

"Heh, nope!" He says.

"So, what did you want to try then?" I ask.

"You'll see!" Andy says, grinning like an idiot. I put the key in, turn it, and open the door. Inside, Sophia and her boyfriend are sitting on the couch, worried.

"What's wrong? Who do I have to kill?!?" I say. Sophia looks up, and relief washes over her face.

"Alex! You scared me to death! Where did you go? What happened? When I tried to get you to open the door, you wouldn't open it! I walked away for a minute, and came back to try again, but the second time, you didn't answer at all!" She takes a glance at my wrist, and glares at me. Her eyes are filled with death, and I fear that she will try to kill me. I cower behind Andy, clutching his right arm. Sophia's boyfriend can feel the tension coming off of Sophia, so he hovers his arms around her waist, ready to pull her back.

"What the hell!!!! You could've KILLED YOURSELF!!!!!! Why the fuck would you do that?!?!? Do you realize how long I've been sitting here, sobbing, worried to DEATH about you???? And you decide to do THIS?!?!?!? Oh, I oughta-!" She screams. She lunges towards me and Andy, but her boyfriend catches her. He pulls her into the bathroom at the other end of the house, and closes the door behind him, Sophia struggling to get out of his arms. As soon as the door closes, Andy waits a second, being the protective guy he is, and when he hears a lock click, he turns to me.

"You okay?" He asks with a gentle voice. I nod, still scared about her reaction.

"She never screams. She's usually too shy," I stutter.

"I know," Andy says. A part of my bangs fall in my face, and Andy pushes it behind my ear. He sees the tear going down my cheek, and swipes it away with his thumb. I look in his beautiful blue eyes, and sob into his chest. He picks me up, carries me over to the couch, and sits down, setting me on his lap. I'm still sobbing into his chest. He wraps his arms around me, and kisses the top of my head. I sob harder. He coos soft, comforting words, making me feel better. I always feel better when I hear his beautiful, deep voice.

I look up at him, and he smiles. I pull away, but only for a second before I smash my lips onto his. He grabs my waist, and I turn so that I face him, my legs around his. He must have gotten excited, because he decided to pull me closer by the waist. I wrap my arms around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair. I bite his lip, and he moans into the kiss. For a little revenge, he pulls my waist even closer, close enough that I could feel his boner. I grind my hips against his as he grabs my ass, both of us moaning in pleasure. I break away from the kiss, move my head by the side of his neck, leaning closer. Now there is no space between us, our bodies touch. I continue to grind on him. He sucks on my neck, leaving a hickey. I moan. I lean back, smiling at him, breathing heavily.

"I love you," I say.

"What's that?" He says.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Shh," he says. We stay quiet. The only sound we hear is a lot of moaning and then a bang.

"Looks like we weren't the only ones having fun," Andy chuckles. I giggle, kissing him. He unmutes, and we continue making out. He takes his fingers and lightly brushes them up and down my thigh, making me shiver. We stop kissing when Sophia's boyfriend comes running out of the bathroom.

"Sophia! Her head! We were-! And then-! And I didn't think it was-! And-!" He yells.

"Shh, okay, it'll be okay, don't worry!! We'll take her to the hospital. Andy! Help him out! I'll get the car ready!" I yell. Andy and Chris, as I found out, grab Sophia {with clothes on}, and set her in the back seat, Chris making sure she doesn't pass out. Andy sits next to me. Knowing my nervousness, he grabs my hand and kisses my cheek.

"Don't worry, babe. Everything will be okay. Trust me," he says, his eyes half distracting me from the road.

"Don't look at me right now," I say, sounding a little meaner than I meant it to be. Andy's face shows hurt.

"Why?" He says.

"Because your eyes are distracting me," I look over at him, smiling. He kisses my temple and turns around.

"She okay?" Andy asks Chris.

"She said she is, but she almost passed out twice. Are we almost there?" He asks.

"Right here!" I say. I turn off the car, Andy and I both jumping out. Andy helps Chris, and I dart into the hospital. I run up to the counter.

"My friend hit her head on the bathtub and she almost passed out! We need help!" I yell. Two guys with a gurney come out and say, "Where at?" I run out the door and to the car. Andy and Chris are trying to fan her and keep her stable, while she lies on the ground. The guys put her on the gurney and rush her in. We follow until a guy stops us, telling us that we can't go back there. Andy and I sit down in the waiting room chairs. Chris still stands, pacing back and forth.

"Chris, I think you'll feel better if you sit down," Andy says. He shakes his head.

"Chris, please, sit down," I say. He shakes his head again.

I get up. "Chris, don't worry. Everything will be fine," I say. He stops right in front of me.

"How do you know she'll be fine?? You weren't there when it happened? You didn't come over when you heard the bang!! You were too busy with your boyfriend!!!" He yells. "You don't even care about her!!! Ever since she and I first met, she's been gone, and you didn't even call to ask where she was! So she left a note!! She seems so happy, but she tells me that she doesn't think you care anymore, and that she wants to move in with me! So how would you know if she's gonna be okay!!! You're not even her friend!!!"

That hit me like a bullet. I stumble back, and almost fall, when Andy catches me, putting me in his lap. I just stare straight ahead. He leans the bridge of his nose and forehead against the side of my head. I look at him, kissing his forehead, then his nose, then I tilt his head so that he looks at me and kiss his lips. He licks my lips. I ever-so-gently bite his tongue. He pulls it back in his mouth, and I pull on his lip ring, making him moan quietly. I smile into the kiss. I pull away.

"Shh," I say, smiling. I kiss him once more, and a lady calls us to see her.