Savior (Andy Biersack Love Story)

A Savior For All That You Do

I woke up to reallyyyy bright sunlight. That fucker left the curtains open! :/

I stood up and went into the kitchen to fix myself some frosted flakes. I slowly stubled into the living room and there was Andy.

"Morning." He snickered.

"Mornin', asshole." I said and sat down.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked sarcasticly.

"Yeah, I dreamt of kicking you in the balls. You sleep well?"

"Actually, I slept on the couch, so no." Andy mumbled.

"Hahaha, you must have been tired from fucking her while I was out yesterday." I laughed.

"I didn't fuck her, thank you very much." He snapped.

"Yeah, uh huh." I rolled my eyes and set my bowl on the coffee table.

I almost screamed when he grabbed my shoulders and pinned me down on the couch. He straddled my waist and looked me in the eyes.

"Are you jealous that she's my girlfriend and you aren't?" He asked softly.

I clamped my mouth shut and glared at him.

"Is that why you got drunk yesterday?" He asked, frowning. He looked sad.

"Yeah, actually." I said. "You acted like you cared about me and then ran off to her because I got mad."

"No, I did it because I couldn't turn her down like that!" Andy pleaded.

"Riiight. You like toying with people's feelings, don't you?" I mumbled.

"You don't fucking understand, do you?!" He snapped angrily. God, he was sexy when he was mad.

"I do. You care about that skank and not me. Guess that's what happens when someone let's Andy Biersack lead them on." I spat.

"Fuck you." He growled. Then he shoved himself down on me and kissed me violently. When I gasped, he slid his tounge inside my mouth. Ugh! I put my hands on his chest and tried to shove him off. It didn't work. I knew what to do.

I was going to tease him.

I smiled into the kiss and bit his lip softly. He chuckled. My legs wrapped around his waist and I broke from the kiss to whisper in his ear, "You man whore."

He laughed and  slid his hands up my shirt. I stopped him before he coud get my shirt off.

"My turn." I snickered. I rolled over  so I was on top of him and I yanked his shirt off. My hands started to trace his tattoos slowly. With my fingers, I remade the design on his skin. Then the idea hit me. I leaned forward and kissed around his chest and then his neck. He moaned loudly and I tried to hide my laugh.

Idiot.

If he thought he could lead me on, watch what I'm going to do to him.

I found his soft spot on his neck and made him moan. My hands were rubbing his chest and stomach. This fucker was muscular!

He gripped my waist and gasped when I grabbed him through his pants. Hahaha, he was so stupid!

"I have something to tell you." He whispered softly.

"Yeah, babe?" I mumbled against his neck.

"I want you so bad. And not just sex. I want to be with you." He said.

That took me off guard. I was supposed to be making him want me and then cut him off to show him how it feels, NOT make him actually fucking WANT me.

I pushed myself off of him and said, "The fuck? Is that a joke?!"

"No!" He said. It took him a second to realize what I did.

"Really mature, Avalon!" He snapped.

I felt so bad. I didn't know he wanted me. Wait, Avalon. Get a grip, he wanted Juliet more than you, remember?!?!

"I-" I began before he stormed off into his room.

While I was teasing him, I managed to grab his phone. I turnt it on, and gasped.

His wallpaper was.............. me.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?