•*Katherine Leon*•
Rushing inside the fancy hotel behind the immense crowd, I gathered up as much strength as I could to push through the heavily packed lobby.
I tried canceling the loud noise before I get a migraine. Like come on it's way too early to be making too much noise.
This is a normal Saturday morning at a overhyped populated area crowded with celebrities.
"Look! it's Andy! Andrew Biersack look over here!".
I felt like a football quarterback trying to push through this unmoved crowd. Like hello, some people are trying to get to bed. MOVE!
I can't wait to get to my soft comfy bed. I don't give a damn about who this Andy or Andrew Biersack is, which by the way is such a weird name if you ask me. Famous or not. I need sleep.
As they all ran up chasing someone or something I took it as a chance to get to the elevators. Once I got in, I pressed the 7th button.
I felt my eyes closing shut, my eyelids felt heavy as fuck. Man! I should of never gone to that party. I tapped my fingers on the elevator mirror as I laid my head onto it.
The cold glass regulated my overheated body temperature. I could feel the blood rushing through my veins, my heart beat racing due to the alcohol in my body system. I contemplated life as I waited for the elevator door to open. Next time I'm staying home in bed.
Well, I did had fun and even met a cute guy, wait- did I forget to give him my number?
Hmm, whatever that's not important right now. There's plenty of other opportunities to get a guy.
My vision began to spin as I tried to remember the cute guys face, I let out a groan. Bad idea. I definitely drank too much liquor. I can feel it trying to escape out of my mouth.
A loud ding sound interrupted my train of thought. With all the energy I had left I forced my body to get out.
I walked out the elevator trying to find my hotel room. I was struggling to reach my room.
Shit they all look the same. 701 nope. I hope it's this one, shrugging I took my chances on swiping the hotel card on the door panel.
Once I heard that glorious sound confirming my guess I started dancing to celebrate, because it's a struggle to do shit when you're drunk. Vision blurry, head spinning, yup..
It's always good to celebrate, I probably look like I'm having a seizure. My heels slid on the polished floor, I'm too drunk to even notice that my whole body was falling. I gave up trying to react fast in my drunken state.
Why can't I be blessed with some type of power to at least teleport or something useful. I closed my eyes shut waiting to reach the ground.
I should of taken off my heels, Lord knows the shit I went through to even come back here in one peace. Preparing to land on the floor I was ready to have a bump on my head or something.
A minute goes by and the ground feels comfortable, huh no pain. I open my eyes to stare into the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life. God Damn, my knees felt weaker than my heart right now.
"Are you okay?". His voice sent me shivers down my spine. Did I just- I need to keep my hormones in check.
I pushed him while fixing my dress. Fuck, I should've wore the other dress. I started re-evaluating my whole existence right then and there. I can feel my cheeks burn right in front of this handsome God.
"Yeah, thanks". I trailed off not knowing his name.
The biggest smirk playfully danced onto his perfect face.
"Andrew Biersack". Sounds familiar.
Eh. I'm too drunk to care.
"Thanks Andrew, I kind of have to go now, well bye".
I blurted out, quickly dashing out of there like flash; or was it just my drunken imagination. Fuck. How to make a fool of yourself 101.
Why did I drink again? oh yeah- for no reason. I blame boredom.
Shivers ran down my whole body feeling his cold fingers wrapped around my waist turning me around. Yup I should've wore the other dress for more body coverage.
Facing the idiot who grabbed me I rolled my eyes. There he was again staring at me with those attractive metallic eyes. Fuck. My mind went blank.
"Alright who sent you?". He asked looking right at me, causing me to give him my best 'what the fuck' looks. Wait. I'm confused now.
"What? nobody sent me I have to go-". Ok he is not making any sense, and I'm the drunk one. Such a turn off.
His chuckles blasted around the empty hallway. He softly shoved me off of him causing me to lose balance, but I caught myself.
"Is this a set up? do you know who I am?". What is he yapping on about?
I stared at him while pretending to stroke my imaginary beard.
I got nothing. I never seen him before. Gosh I'm too drunk for this.
I feel like throwing up, if I stay any longer I might puke on him and embarrass myself even more. Fuck.
I stepped back to check him out. All black everything, a studded leather vest, and war paint all over his perfectly fit body. Nope, doesn't ring a bell.
His strong jawline clenched in confusion.
He had his tattoos perfectly inked on him. Yeah, I never seen him before in my life.
Must be in a new rock band or something. Reality TV show?
Don't get me wrong I know my rock bands well from 30 Seconds To Mars to Slipknot.
After all I'm in a rock band myself. But I don't recall seeing him anywhere.
"No-no I don't, do you know who I am?". I asked with a gesture of my hand. Why am I still here? LEGS KEEP WALKING!
His beautiful eyes roamed all over my body, it felt as if he left wet kisses everywhere.
Damn. Fuck me. Literally.
I just hate that it reveals my long legs. I still had on my sequin stilettos. Which are literally killer heels to walk in when your not buzzed from alcohol. I tried every hack there was to prevent the pain but nothing worked.
After a few times of wearing them I got used to them but still, high heels are low key trying to eat your feet alive no matter how good you gotten at wearing heels.
He shook his head smiling at me.
"No".
"Oh good, good, because this is not the game of who the fuck are you! now I'm off". With a finger in the air I turned heading towards my hotel room. Am I actually moving? yes!
Fuck- it's other way. I changed direction still having my finger up in the air for emphasis.
I don't give a shit, I don't give a damn I need sleep. I repeated in my head as if I would forget it instantly.
I slid the card unlocking the door.
Finally. Room sweet room.
I closed the door, while undressing myself. I feel sweaty as hell. I need a shower I made my way into the shower. I probably reek of sweat and liquor. It's basically flowing out of my pores! Ew.
As the cold water finally hit my skin all I could think about was that stranger I met today.
Andrew Biersack, who? Boy, he was fine as hell if it wasn't for him yapping about who knows what.
It's not like I'll ever see him again. Already forgetting about him I carried on getting ready for bed.
After brushing my teeth, I walked out of the bathroom naked. I started heading to where my luggage was, I needed to get my silk robe on.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw something move to my left that caught my attention. My heart started rapidly beating out of my chest.
I quickly turned to look what it was almost breaking my neck causing me whiplash, I need sleep.
Blinking repeatedly I saw a pair of familiar eyes staring right back at me.
Oh Fuck!
I cursed under my breath while grabbing a towel, covering myself.
"Oh sorry I-".
I cut him off.
"Listen here um Randy-".
"It's Andy or Andrew". He replied calmly.
I sighed not caring. "Right Andry, I don't know how you got in but I really need to sleep so go!". I shooed him away, well tried to.. my body wasn't really cooperating with me right now.
My hand wouldn't even rise. Kill me now. He just started laughing, great! he won't leave now.
Should I throw him out the window? I sat on my bed contemplating life again as he followed my every move with his eyes.
I was extremely exhausted I felt my body sway towards the pillow.
"You're a weird one". There it goes again that sexy voice of his trying to trap me in a wet trance.
Ok I need to get laid.
I glared at him.
"You're an annoying one".
He chuckled but somehow I felt safe.
Wait no-relax girl, I know it has been a long time of being single but relax.
"I still don't believe that you don't know who I am! Andrew Biersack? The Black Veil Brides? ring any bells?".
No not really. Ugh. My eyes felt heavy. I need to do some eye lifts so it won't weigh me a ton.
Wait what?! Okay I'm thinking too much nonsense. I'm delirious.
I'm too tired to even reply. I opened my mouth.
"Meow". Did I just meow at him?
Girl, there's a sex god right in front of you and you just spew utter nonsense?! Way to go Kat.
He raised an eyebrow, smirking sweetly.
"Did you just meow at me?"
I sighed again. What kind of question was that?!
Did I growl?
No.
Of course not! I meowed. Which is totally different.
"The silent treatment? Can you at least tell me your name?". He asked.
I shrugged.
Why won't he leave me alone?
How did he get in?
Should I order boxes of pepperoni pizza and low-key make him pay for it since he's here? Yes duh.
Am I going crazy by just talking to my self in my head?
Oh hush this gorgeous man is in front of you wanting your attention so don't go off to la la land yet said no one.
"It's Kat, Katherine Leon". I blurted out.
Fuck. So I tell him my name and not answer what he said before. I'm way too intoxicated for this.
Before I could even hear his response my eyes began closing into deep sleep. Hopefully I was already dreaming this.
Wait! Did I order the pizza?
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