My Imagines

Andy Biersack

A/N: I am not good with titles so don't judge!!!
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You were sitting on the couch reading fanficks in your phone. It was raining with small stops for maybe a minute, for already a week.

I hate this fucking rain.

You thought to yourself. You wanted to go for a walk in the park but you couldn't because of the rain.

You saw a flash of light.

One. Two. Three.

Boom.

Another flash of light.

One. Two. Three. Four.

Boom.

Now there was a thounder storm. You hate thounders, thay always frick you out. You were alone at home, your parents were visiting your sick granparents in France, but you couldn't come because of work.

Boom boom boom.

Someone was knocking on your door really hard

Who can it be?

You thought to yourself, after all it was very late and dark.

You stood up, with your pajama pants, Andy Biersack Tee and a BVB hoodie. You went to the door and opened it. There stood a tall man with black hair, pale skin and blue eyes, dripping water, this was one of the moments when you were thankful for the little roof on your porch.

"How can I help you?"

You asked a bit annoyed, it was a really interesting.

"Well, there's a fucking storm and I got a flat tire, and you are the only one who opened the godemn door (hehe, godemn door, hehe. Sorry, panic addiction) in 5 blocks."

He said in a deep voice, and then you realised who was standing in front of you. It was Andy Biersack, you had a crush on him, and not a celebrity crush, but a real crush.

"I'm sorry, I am not allowed to let strangers in..."

You said, teasing him a bit, because that's what you do in life, tease people.

"Lucky you, you're not a total stranger."

You said with a cheerful voice, opening the door so he could come in.

"Take your shoes off, my mother will kill me if she'll see here even a drop of water."

He took his shoes off, as you put his leather jacket to dry off.

"You can sit, just don't touch the phone! Just, move it aside if yiu want. Do you want anything to drink?"

You said as you went to the kitchen to turn on the kattle, you wanted something hot to drink.

"Um... yeah, sure. What do you have?"

"Earl Grey, or caffe. That's all."

"Caffe. Do you mind turning on some music? It's really quiet in here."

He said, as you got into the lunge.

"Well, I am sorry that I was reading, so I needed a quiet area. I'm ADHD."

You added as you saw the question form in his eyes.

You turned on the playlist on your computer. The first song was Death Of a Bachelor by Panic at the Disco.

"May I smoke, or your mother will kill you if there will be a smell, too?"

"My parents are smoking each at least double as you do, so feel free"