When Worlds Collide

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

It takes me a while to notice the silence. I force open my eyes to find the other lads and Andy's band mates standing on separate sides of the bench, all with confused looks. “What? Do I have something on my face? Am I drooling? Did I say carrot, because I think I said carrot. What?” I babble, getting nervous from the stares.

“You two know each other?” Liam asks, awe-struck. He glances at my shirt, then at Andy, then back at me and how I'm leaning against Andy then Liam smiles knowingly. “Oh, I see…”

“What is it?” Harry and Niall ask at the same time. Zayn is busy on his phone- probably likely taking a lovely picture of my current situation to post on twitter. Andy's band is unusually quiet, I should know because- I'll admit- I've been kinda stalker-ish lately and I had looked up Black Veil Brides interviews. They all seem like great guys- fun to be around, but it’s just so weird to see them quiet… unnerving, almost.

“Louis-“ Liam starts but I make sure to interrupt him.

“Loves carrots! We all know this! So shut up, Liam!” I say, giggling almost insanely. All the surrounding boys just stare blankly at me- including Andy's mates.

“Yea, ‘cause that’s what I was gonna say…” Liam says, rolling his eyes. I just smile ‘innocently’ and sigh, relieved that I got him to drop it.

“You feel better yet?” Andy asks, resting his chin on top of my head. I feel my cheeks grow red, and I gulp.

“Y-Yea, like I said earlier, I-I’m fine…” I finally get out. Apparently Zayn decided that this was the perfect time to take his picture as I hear a ‘click’ and see him smiling at the picture.

“Whataya say, twitter or future black-mail?” he asks jokingly, showing it to the guys. Some of Andy's friends walk in to look at the picture too, and a few of them giggle a bit, or just burst out laughing.

“Twitter it!” Niall exclaims, grabbing Zayn's phone and typing away.

“H-Hey!” I squeak, squiggling out from Andy's grip and hopping up. However, my plan to rescue that embarrassing picture- for me- from twitter is ruined as I get dizzy and fall back down.

“Just couldn’t live without me, huh?” Andy asks cockily, and I notice that I had landed on his lap.

“Aaaaahhguuh!” I yell as I try to stand up, but Andy wraps his arms around my waist and holds me there. What is up with this boy!? We just formally met like ten minutes ago, and now he's acting like we’re best mates!

“Shh now,” Andy’s sexy voice whispers in my ear, making my already red face grow a shade redder than a fire truck. Another few clicks go, this time from multiple phones. I just groan and lean my head back against Andy's shoulder, letting them get their way.

“L-Liam, what time is it?” I ask, trying my best to keep my voice calm. It doesn’t work.

“Uhm…” he starts, glancing at his phone. “It’s three,” three? Already?

“Seriously? I would check my phone, but…” I say, trailing off. My phone is in my back pocket, and I am currently sitting on Andy. I don’t really want to go there… well, I kinda do, but he doesn’t need to know that.

“Yep, it’s three. Andy, we need to get back to the bus,” one of Andy's friends tells him. Jincks, maybe?

“What for?” he asks, cocking his head so it hits mine a little. His mates just give him a sort of dry look and Andy breathes in quick. “Oh, yeah! Shit! Sorry Lou, but I gotta go!” he says quickly, carefully letting me off his lap. I scoot over a bit looking at him weirdly as he grins at me and walks away with his friends.