Judging Me: Andy Biersack Love Story (Completed)

Greeted by Horror

We arrived at a restaurant I had never heard of before. Andy hopped out of the car and opened my door for me. I simply sat there with my arms crossed.

                “Get out.”

                I shook my head. “Take me back to school.”

                “No. Now get out.”

                “Nope!”  I popped the p and looked away from him.

                He sighed, “You asked for it!” With that he unbuckled my seat belt and flung me over his shoulder.

                “Hey! What the hell are you doing?! Put me down!” I yelled and pounded on his back with my fists.

                He laughed, “No way princess.  Stop punching me, you’re causing a scene.”

                My eye twitched and I stopped punching him, “Oh yeah! I’m the one causing a scene.”

                “Thank you.” He carried me into the restaurant earning questioning looks from everyone.

                “Will it just be you two?” A server asked sounding kind of freaked out.

                “No!” I shouted. “Make him take me home!”

                Andy smacked my butt, “She’s kidding. It’s just us.”

                “ANDY!” Why the hell did he do that?!

                He laughed and finally set me down when we go a table. I sat in the booth. I couldn’t make a dash for his car, I didn’t have the keys. And I had no idea where we were. I hate him. Andy sat across from me with a smile on his face. His smile was so amazing, I just wanted t- Oh god! What am I thinking? I shook my head and glared at him.

                “Oh lighten up Marcie! You need a friend.”

                “Friends don’t kidnap their friends.” I muttered. He didn’t hear me. I looked down at the menu. I wasn’t really hungry, but if he was paying, which he better be because I left my wallet in his car, I was going to get the most expensive thing possible. When our waitress came she gave me a little glare and looked at Andy longingly. I get the look at Andy, but why was she glaring at me? She asked me what I wanted.  I ordered a Shirley Temple, fried pickles, a bacon burger, and cheesy fries.  Andy only ordered a burger and a coke. 

                He raised an eyebrow, “Hungry much?”

                I smirked, “Yep, and I think I might even get dessert. Oh, and you have to pay. I seem to have left my wallet in your car when you ever so rudely took me out of it.”

                He frowned, “Oh you’re an evil little girl.”

                I pouted, “I am not little! You’re just freakishly tall.”

                Andy laughed, “Sure.”

                “The waitress was checking you out by the way.”

                “I know. She glared at you too.” He chuckled.

                “Why’d she do that?”

                “She thinks you’re my girlfriend.”

                My eyes widened, “Why would she think that?”

                “Are you really asking me that?

                “Yeah?” I said confused.

                He sighed, “Alright, well for starters you’re hot. I also carried you in here, and you were flirting with me.”

                “I was not flirting with you!”

                Andy laughed, “That was all you heard wasn’t it?”

                “No, I heard you call me hot, but I am choosing to ignore that because it’s not true and it’s weird for you to say lie about it.”

                “I’m not lying. You can ask anyone here.” I raised an eye brow. He shook his head and called over a male waiter. “Is this girl hot?”

                He shifted awkwardly, “Uh…”

                “I told you Andy. He doesn’t think so.”  

                “She’s not my girlfriend man. Answer the question.”

                “Yeah, she’s hot.”

                “Ha! I told you so!”

                I narrowed my eyes, “He doesn’t count. He was just saying that because it would be rude to say no.” Andy and I argued for a bit, and the waiter snuck away while we were. Our waitress soon brought out our food. Surprisingly I ate all the fried pickles and my burger. Andy and I split my cheesy fries.

                “Damn! I’ve never seen a girl eat so much. And you are pretty damn skinny.”

                I shrugged, “High metabolism.”

                “I’ll say.” We stayed at that restaurant for a long time just talking. When we left it was almost time for school to end.

                “Hey can you take me back to school so I can get my car?”

                “Sorry, but we’ll get in trouble if we go back.”

                I sighed, “Shit.”

                “I can take you home.”

                I thought about that for a minute. My parents were supposed to be at work, so I shouldn’t get in any trouble for coming home early. I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to know where I lived. Then again, I couldn’t walk home. I had no idea where we were.  “Alright, fine.”

                “I need an address sweetheart. I don’t know where you live.”

                “Oh. Yeah. 626 Pinewood Drive.”

                Andy nodded and drove me to my house. It took longer than I thought to get there. When we arrive I grabbed my stuff and left his car. Andy got out of the car too and I frowned.

                He gave me a questioning look, “What?”

                “Why did you get out?”

                “I’m going with you. I have nothing better to do.”

                “Gee. Thanks.” I rolled my eyes and walked up to my front door. I took the key out of my bag to unlock the door, but it was already unlocked. Weird. I walked in my house followed by Andy.

                “Marcie? Is that you?” My dad’s voice rang from the kitchen.

                I froze and looked at Andy in horror. Shit. This was not good.

                My dad walked into the living room to see me pushing Andy up the stairs. “Marcie, who the hell is this? Why are you home early?”

                Oh. Fuck. I’m going to die.