My Teenage Fallen Angel (Book Three)

Chapter 1

Hey guys! So this is book 3 of "My Teenage Fallen Angel." So if you haven't yet read the other parts, you're screwed, haha. Ok so this is picking up immediately from where the last book left off, so it might seem a little fast paced for a beginning of a story. But really, just think of this as the next chapter. (: xx

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Ashley's POV

"ASHLEY!!!!" a booming voice shouted throughout my house, awakening me in a jump.

"The fuh?" I wondered, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. Didn't sound like my husband, but someone else.

"ASHLEY!!!" The voice screamed again, somewhere from downstairs. "Where the heck are you!?"

I stood up and slipped on my slippers, draping my blanket around my shoulders.

"WHAT?!!!" I screamed, flipping my hair upside down to tie it into a quick ponytail.

"HUH??"

"HOLD ON, I'M COMING!!" I yelled back, suddenly realizing who's voice it was. Andrew Biersack. Damn kid. I walked out my bedroom door, about to turn right, when all of the sudden, I crashed right into him. Luckily, he caught me by my shoulders before I could fall.

"You okay?" he asked innocently as I tried to cover my face with my blanket.

"Yeah I'm fine. What the hell are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to visit. I hven't seen you in months, hun."

"Oh, right. I missed you though," I said as he squeezed me, kissing my forehead. "Watch it, watch it, I'm married!" I giggled, holding up my hand, sparkling with a ring.

"I know. I just missed my best friend."

"How did you get in here, Andrew?"

"Key under the mat."

"Then-"

"And stop calling me Andrew!" he giggled.

"Sorry, but I'm married to a guy named Andy and it's kinda weird calling you guys by the same name. Anyway, I'm used to it since that's what I called you when we were kids."

"Right."

"Yeah."

"Anyways, I have to go. Mandatory meeting in half an hour."

"Okay," I sighed, squeezing my best friend again.

"Yeah, and go back to sleep, you look horrible," he ordered, with smile on his face.

"Shuddup," I pushed him way. He half waved and went downstairs. I heard my phone's notification beep in my bedroom, so I went to go check my phone.

Message from my husband Andy. I smiled. It was so weird to think of him as my husband. But I liked it I guess. He was back down in LA with his band for two days while I was stuck here in the same house as my horrible father. Yes, I know what you're thinking. You thought I already made up with him. Well, things turned back around, added with a dose of awkwardness. Anyway, as I think about it, I only really did apologize to him to settle everything- not to build a relationship with him. Besides, how could I? I mean, after all those years? After everything? Uh, newsflash- N.O.

I opened up the message:

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Andy: Wakey wakey (;

I texted back.

Ashley: I'm already awake idiot :3

Andy: Well excuuuuse me.