Drugged-Up on Black Veils [a Matt Good and Andy Biersack Fanfic]

Chapter 9- The Mortician's Boyfriend

A/N: Sorry for not uploading in so long x.x I had a lot to deal with in the past month. Anyway, enjoy!

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Andy's POV

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 I woke up to the sound of a guitar playing "The Mortician's Daughter". I sat up. Matt was sitting on the edge of our bed with his acoustic, playing the song. He looked up at me and stopped playing. "Good morning." He smiled. "Morning." I kissed his cheek. "You can keep playing if you want."

Matt started playing again. I sang along to the tune. We would've made a great duet if we didn't have our bands. We finished up the song, when CC walked in- well, more like barged into our bedroom. "Did I just hear what I thought I heard?" He asked. I nodded and CC left. "Well, that was weird." Matt said. I shrugged and walked out of our room and into the bathroom.

I took a shower, washing off any warpaint I still had on from last night. I sang "The Mortician's Daugther" again, whilst washing out my hair. It was getting pretty long. I took care of my wood and turned off the water. I toweled myself off, then wrapped it around my waist.

I ran back to my room, hoping noboy noticed me. I closed the door to my room and ran into Matt. "Nice ass." He winked and I blushed. He kissed me roughly and squeezed my butt. I giggled and tried to keep my towel from falling off. It didn't help that Matt was trying to take it off. He eventually gave-up, but he got to see me naked anyway, since I was going to get dressed.

 I took off the towel off and threw it at Matt, laughing when it landed on his head. I quickly put in some briefs and a pair of skinny jeans and began searching for a shirt. I found a black V-neck and put it on.

I turned around and laughed Matt still had the towel on his head. I took the towel off on him and kissed him. He looked a little sleepy, so I put the towel back on his head and walked out of our room.

It was still pretty early, so the rest of the band was asleep. Even CC went back to bed, which was strange, even for him. I shrugged. Looks like last night was crazy for everyone.

I put on my boots, grabbed my pack of cigarettes, my lighter, and my wallet. It looked pretty cold out, so I put on my jacket and stepped out of the bus.

I knew there was a Starbucks not to far from where we were, so I headed off, lighting a cigarette as I went. The streets were pretty empty and there was a film of despair in the air. I took a drag from my cigarette and blew out smoke rings, as I turned a corner. I stuck my hands in my pockets and felt something rectangular and metal on my fingertips. I pulled out the objet and looked at it. It was an ipod.

I turned it on, put the earbuds in my ears, and pressed play. A song I didn't recognise began playing. I checked the name and it said "Brothers On A Hotel Bed by Death Cab For Cutie". Then, I noticed the color of the ipod. It was pink. I shrugged and put the device back in my pocket. I had no idea how it even ended up in my jacket. I kept listening to the song. It wasn't too bad.

I put my hands in my pockets again and found a slip of paper. I pulled it out and examined it. It was a ticket to tonight's show. I put it back in my pocket, in case I needed it later.

I turned another corner and saw the coffee shop, just a few feet away. I threw what was left of my cigarette on the ground and entered Starbucks. I was welcomed with the smell of roasted coffee beans and chocolate. The place was empty, except for a few employees and a girl sitting in the corner.

I ordered a plain coffee and began to walk out, after I got my order. I looked at the girl and noticed she had a BVB shirt on. Looks like today was going to be her lucky day. I walked up to her, but she didn't notice me at first.