Stay Alive

Chapter 3

Months had passed and the tour was almost over. I had never been so sad about something in my entire life. I didn't want this to end. I didn't want to go back home and just exist. I wanted to live the way I have been while on tour. I guess Andy had picked up on my discomfort because he started showing me his favorite sights as we toured these last few cities. It just didn't feel real and it all happened so fast.

"Hey!" Z giggled, pulling me into the back lounge.

"What?" I gasped.

"We're going to a party tonight and Andy said we can use this room to get ready."

"Okay?"

"Don't you wanna lay in his bed and know what it smells like?"

"What the fuck?"

"Come on," she giggled, handing me his pillow, "just sniff his pillow."

"You got issues," I laughed.

"Fine. Lock the door while you get dressed. Or don't and let Andy catch ya."

"Are you ever not horny?"

"Not really, no."

I rolled my eyes and looked down at the plush pillow in my hands. It even had a black hair of his on it. I tossed the strand aside and, quickly, took a sniff. Wow. It smelled exactly like him. God, he smelled fucking amazing.

I dropped it back on the bed and looked through Z's bag for a nice little dress. I tossed the pretty dresses down and grabbed a black, deep v-neck dress that stopped just above my belly button that had laces to hold it closed. I then pulled on some black, see through tights and a pair of high waisted denim shorts with frays at the bottom. Finally, I put on my green necklace and matching earrings before I looked over myself in the mirror and smiled at my appearance. I pulled on my black heeled boots and headed out to meet everyone. When Andy saw me, his jaw literally dropped.

"Ready?" Zara giggled, pushing his bottom jaw up.

"I am if you guys are."

When we went out to dinner, I had to struggle to force food down. I didn't notice, but Andy was watching me struggle to eat. He asked for the check before everyone else was done eating and I went to go sit outside for some air. Apparently I was out there too long because when I was ready to go back, everyone else came out. I sighed and hung my head low as we made our way to the club. Zara could tell I was in one of those moods again, so she pulled me onto the dancefloor. I wasn't upset for too long after that.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Nothing."

"Thinking about him again?"

"I don't know. Maybe."

"Alright, well let's go take a shot."

I laughed and followed her to the bar. She started to order when a couple guys came over and started chatting us up, distracting her from ordering. I have too much social anxiety to order anything some days and today was one of those days. They offered to buy our drinks and she politely declined for the both of us when one of them put his hand on my ass and tried to convince us to let them buy our drinks.

"They said no," Andy announced.

"Look buddy, this don't concern you."

"Why don't you take your hand off of her?"

"Or what?"

Andy replied by punching the guy square in the nose, breaking it. His buddy tried squaring up, but Scott intimidated him to the point of leaving, dragging his buddy along. He smiled and, after making sure we were okay, went back to his table. Scott kissed Zara's cheek before she ordered two blow jobs. I told her to take them both as I needed some air. After sitting alone outside for a while, I was joined by a familiar face.

"Hey," Andy smiled, leaning on the wall.

"Hey. Thanks again for what you did back at the bar."

"It's no trouble. Are you sure you're okay, though? You seem sad."

"I've just been having so much fun on this tour and I've loved getting to know you and the band and everything. I just...I guess I never thought it would end."

"Maybe it doesn't have to end."

"What do you mean?"

"I've never been very good at this so I'm just gonna ask for it. Can you kiss me?"

"Andy?"

"You don't have to if you don't-"

I silenced him with my lips crashing against his. He moaned against me and placed a hand at the back of my head and another on the small of my back, pulling me closer. My hands rested on the back of his head, gripping onto his hair as we kissed. Our lips moved together so perfectly, it was like they were meant for each other. What a perfect way to end the night and an amazing last couple of months.

When we all went back to California, Andy offered to give me a ride home. I looked to Zara and she nodded, motioning her head to Scott. Apparently she was gonna head to his house for the night. Andy held my hand during the entire drive and I blushed. He held the door open for me and walked me all the way to my apartment's door and we chatted outside for a bit. He then smiled and kissed my cheek before turning to leave for the night.

"Andy!"

"Yeah?"

"Would...would you like to...stay...the night?"