Random Imagines

Andy Biersack

I'm in love with my best friend. There I said it. I (Y/N) (Y/L/N) am in love with the Andrew Biersack. I don't know how it happened, but it just did. I guess I can start when I first met him.
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We were both 15. I was an outsider of sorts. I mean anyone could have guessed that from appearances alone. I don't know what made him talk to me, but all that matters is that he did. I was sitting alone in the lunch room and watching him from afar. He was like me, but cool... If that makes sense. Like he liked the bands I liked, wore similar clothes to mine, had died black hair like me. The only differences were that he had friends, people who he sat with everyday and whom he would converse with. He looked up and caught my stare. I closed my eyes for a second before looking down at the unappealing school lunch of cardboard with cheese and sauce they labeled as pizza. I pretended that it was the most fascinating thing in the world. I counted the burn marks and the crevasses where he cheese should have been, anything to keep me from looking back up and at him. I couldn't help it though and looked up, only to see the black haired blue eyed boy sitting in front of me.
"Hey." He said rather laid back.
"H-hi." I managed to stutter out.
"What's your name?" He asked seeming genuinely interested in learning something so small about me. I remembered thinking, "was he actually trying to talk to me? That could ruin his rep." I look back on that thought and laugh.
"I'm (Y/N). What's your name?" I said shyly.
"Andrew, but just call me Andy." I nodded before looking back down at the "food" in front of me.
"I don't bite you know." He said with a slight laugh. I found myself smiling at this.
"I can see you aren't in the mood for this, what do you say about going out for pizza after school with me? My treat?" He asked smiling.
"Sure, that sounds fun."
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Ever since we have become closer and closer. I never thought he'd notice me, let alone become my only good friend. The flashback playing in my head ended when I saw my phone light up with a text.
Andy: I'm out front, get ur cute lil butt out here ;)
I smile at the text. He is basically still that 15 year old boy I met in those school walls. I begin to text back.
Me: Heading out rn XD
Andy was taking me to the movies to see that new horror movie that looked terrifying. I didn't really want to go, but I wouldn't turn down a date with Andy even if it wasn't really a date. When I step out, I see Andy waiting by the front door of his car wearing his bands t-shirt and tight black skinny jeans. They fit his form so well, but he could wear anything and still look hotter that ever. You could dress him in sweatpants and a sweatshirt two sizes to large and I'd still think he's better looking then Harry Styles in a suit. But that's not saying a lot I'm not a directioner. He smiled and walked toward me opening his arms. I ran into them smiling brighter than before. He laughed at my excitement before kissing the top of my head. I blushed at the affection action.
"You are adorable sometimes." I said with a giggle.
"Sometimes? I'm offended. Maybe I just won't take you to he movie." He fake pouted.
"No pleeeeeeease!" He giggled.
"I would never miss out on a date with you."
"Is this a date?" I ask shyly.
"If you want it to be." He said shyly scratching the back of him
"Yea... I'd like that." He smiled in response before taking my hand and helping me into his car. He walked around to the other side of the car and stepped in. He buckled his belt in and smiled at me before turning the key. He began the ride and turned on the radio. Some rock station was on and blasting KISS and Motely Crue, two of my favorite bands. The ride, however, was short so we didn't hear much music. The ride was silent as I was mentally preparing myself for the horrors I'd have to see on the screen. When we pulled in the lot, I unbuckled my belt and turned to my door to see Andy standing, holding it open for me. I smiled at him before stepping out and grabbing his hand. He held my hand back tightly before walking to the box office to buy our tickets. Once purchased, we walked into the screening room assigned to our chosen movie. Once we found our seats, we got comfortable. It started by me leaning into his shoulder and him wrapping his arm around me, and now I was practically laying on him while he held me in place. With every jump I made as a result of the film, Andy would hold me tighter, relaxing me instantly. The movie went by quickly and by the time it ended, it felt like it only began. When the credits rolled, Andy took my hand and led me back to his car. While in there, we made small talk about the movie. It wasn't long until the car stopped and we were at my house. Andy, being the gentleman he is, led me to my door.

"I had a great time (Y/N)" He said smiling at me.

"Me too." I replied hugging him.

"Is it wrong to say I love you on the first date?" His question caught me off guard. He loves me?

"Not under our circumstances. We've known each other for almost 10 years." I smiled at him, pulling out of the hug.

"Well then, I love you (Y/N)" He said shyly. Andy... Shy? Those two words don't go together.

"I love you too Andy."