Just Another Fangirl - Chapter 1 (Beware, it's a bit long)

This is a simple fanfiction about Andy Biersack. My other novel Star Child was supposed to be a fanfiction, but I’ve decided that it won’t be, that character is simply named Andy. However, this story shall be a fanfiction. Please enjoy, and reviews are encouraged. Let me know you want a chapter 2 by giving me detailed reviews and critiques!

It was a sunny day, and I had just stopped by the mall to get some new Black Veil Brides merch at Hot Topic (a store in the mall). I stepped into the store when I heard a familiar, low voice, that was owned by the man that sings like an angel, and screams like a demon. As I ran to meet him my long, strait brown hair flew with me. I slowly slid onto the ground before him, and I was giggling awkwardly, absolutely dying to meet his acquaintance. His beautiful blue-grey eyes met mine, and I absolutely melted right away. His tattooed arms reached down to help me up. I blushed and grabbed his hand, and he gently pulled me up. “H-H-Hi…” I bit my lip, so excited to meet him. My heart was racing as if I were a horse running through a beautiful field of flowers. Andy chuckled slightly, and I was loving the sound of his deep voice in person.

“Well, hello there.” He awkwardly patted my head. He noticed my completely flushed face, and pulled me into a side hug to try and comfort me. “Don’t be nervous!” He gave me a reassuring smile, “So… what’s your name?” He asked me. I was a bit confused why he wasn’t being trampled by thousands of fangirls right now, but I was glad to be able to meet him even if he was being trampled. “Daphne.” I stated right away, awkwardly pushed his arm off of my shoulder and scooted about a foot away. I was glad to meet him, but I didn’t want to get all mushy with him right away. I kept that distance, seeing a slight look of confusion plastered onto his face. I was guessing he wasn’t used to being rejected like that right away.

So I simply explained to him, “Don’t get me wrong, I’ve dreamed of this my whole life but, let’s keep things friendly for now,” and followed by that was a wink from me. He chuckled in a low tone. “Alright.” He reached his hand out for a shake. “Nice to meet ya, Daphne.” He smiled with charm, and I gladly shook his hand, returning the smile. “Same to you.” I snickered slightly.

“So uh, how old are you, exactly?” He asked me, and I gave him a nod and straight-to-the-point response. “20.” I stated. But in my mind I was thinking “Marry me now!” I blushed lightly, and covered my cheeks with my hands so he wouldn’t see. He used one finger to push down my hands so he could see my face. “Take it slow, eh?” He cracked a grin, and he was making me feel a bit nervous, and I wasn’t sure what he meant by that. So I simply nodded, “Y-Yes… slow.” I told him, feeling a bit awkward. He grabbed my phone, and I reached for it. “Hey! What are you doing!?” I was confused and a bit upset. He wasn’t stealing it, though. He was just adding himself as one of my contacts. I watched him do it, and I chuckled a small bit. “You scared me! I thought you were stealing my phone…” I grabbed my phone, seeing he had finished setting himself as one of my contacts. I searched his name on my contact list. And it came up as “Andy” with a pink heart emoticon beside it. I laughed and punched his arm playfully. He ran his fingers through his dark black hair and then placed his hand on my shoulder. “Just call me if you ever want to hang out. I should be free all Saturday and Sunday.” He explained his schedule to me for band practice afterward. Then I grabbed his phone, and started typing in myself as a contact, with the same pink heart emoticon he had used on mine. I chuckled and started to walk out of the store. He waved at me with his charming smile, and I waved back.

I suddenly remembered that I came there for a reason. But when I turned around to go back in, Andy appeared before me holding a Black Veil Brides shirt. I assumed he had been looking at my body, because the shirt size was almost perfect. I smiled with interest, and grabbed it from him. “Just a little gift from me to you.” He told me, and I had finally left the mall.

After that trip to the mall I was feeling a little exhausted. So I grabbed the keys to my apartment out of my purse, and unlocked the door. I had a steady job at a music shop. I was the manager of my own store, and I had decent pay. I couldn’t complain. Every day I got to teach kids how to play, and sell guitars to them as well as adults. I loved watching the smile on their face as they tested out their new instrument. I may have dropped out of college, but this was really what I wanted to do.

After a few hours of sitting on the couch, watching the news, and trying on Andy’s shirt, I heard my phone ringing. It was Andy! I grabbed the phone, staring at it in awe, and answered it quickly. I held it up to my ear, and smiled at the sound of Andy’s deep phone voice greeting me. I giggled, he sounded a bit groggy. “Hey, Daphne.” He let out a yawn. “Does the shirt fit?” He asked me with a cute chuckle. I lied down on the couch with the phone still up to my ear. “Yep. It fits great.” I smiled and blushed lightly. He cracked a small smirk. “So, when are you free?” He asked me. I could imagine the adorable look on his face. I giggled once again and answered him, “Well Saturday sounds good.” I smiled, knowing he couldn’t see it. He smiled as well, seeming excited about it. We talked for hours and hours, getting to know eachother and laughing as if we had known eachother since we were kids. Our friendship was growing at a swift rate, and I loved it.

Finally, Saturday came. Andy had talked to me nights before about going out together. And he had told me about this great barbecue place near the mall. Not very classy for a first date, but I was still very excited about it! I decided to wear the shirt he had given me, I loved the shirt. Running over it with my hands and feeling the soft fabric, knowing his fingerprints were on it. I grabbed it and took a whiff of his manly scent. I knew what I was doing was a bit weird, but I didn’t care.

When it was finally time for the date, I ran out the door and jumped into my black truck (yes I own a truck because I’m awesome). As I drove, I was doing my makeup and driving at the same time. I knew what I did was wrong but I wanted to look good for Andy. I started to drive to the restaurant. It being about 8:00 PM, there was a huge line to get inside.

Once I pulled in I noticed Andy walking up to the front door. I grabbed my purse, jumped out, and locked the car. I ran to him quickly and ended up standing right beside him, looking a bit stiff. He yelped a bit. “Woah!” Then he sighed with relief, “You scared me, Daphne… god!” He snickered, still catching his breath. I placed a hand on his shoulder, “I’m so sorry! Are you okay!?” I was concerned for him, hoping I didn’t scare him too badly. He nodded, “Yeah I’m fine, don’t worry,” He began, then shot his arms up into the air, “That was awesome!” He laughed and pulled me into a side hug. I laughed along with him and happily hugged him back. Then I felt a bit mushy, and told him, “No, you’re awesome.” I bit my lip lightly and blushed. He then started to blush a bit as well! I was surprised, seeing that he had a bit of a soft side. I giggled lightly as he cocked an eyebrow with his adorable, charming smile.

“So, uh. Let’s get in,” He winked at me, “I got us a reservation.” He casually wrapped an arm around me and escorted me in. As we passed by the long line of people I noticed many girls in the line making goo-goo eyes at Andy. I gave these girls the stink eye, and smirked lightly when I noticed them stop. Once we got inside, a kind lady showed us to our table. I was excited to see that we were going to sit at a booth. Once we sat down, we ordered our drinks (I ordered a tea, and he ordered a beer, in case you were wondering). As I sipped on my drink, in the corner of my eye I noticed Andy dreamily staring at me. Using his fingers, he began to brush the top of his dark, black hair. I pretended not to notice, since I sort of wanted him to keep staring.

The whole night we talked as we did on the phone. Being open and honest with eachother, and telling the funniest of life stories. We were starting to develop feelings for eachother, and I loved it. At the end of the night, we walked outside, hand in hand, with dumb smiles plastered across our faces. He let go of my hand, and we said our goodbyes. But as soon as I started to head towards the car, he stopped me. I turned around with a cocked eyebrow, knowing what he was about to do. He pulled me close, and gazed into my deep green eyes. He leaned in, and I felt his warm breath upon my face. I smirked lightly, and pressed my lips against his.