Can you do one of Jude where they are sharing their fun side of their family nobody knew of pls
CATCH MY LOVE, LOVE — Jude Bellingham
summary: when y/n and jude finally had a chance to spend time with jude's family and see the bellingham family funny moments
warning: english is not my first language
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judebellingham Finally, I can spend sometime with my family 💛 READY TO GET SO DRUNK TONIGHT
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y/username You cannot drink too much Jude, not good for your health, love
benchilwell Everytime you get drunk, i felt so sorry for y/n
philfoden @benchilwell Why?
benchilwell There was one time he get so DRUNK, y/n has to drive him home then the next morning she really can’t walk for 2 days 🤌 You know what i mean
philfoden How do you know that? y/n told you 😂
benchilwell Duuuh Jude told me
y/username for real @judebellingham
judebellingham I’m sorry y/n, i told him that because that day you’re so so mad at me and i don’t know what to do to get you to forgive me 🥲 so i have no choice
y/username 🙄 You’re not allow to drink tonight!!
eeluan Why?
judeloverrs_ Scroll up, there are a comment from Chilly
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y/username 📸 by @judebellingham 💋
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leahkate Pretty pretty girl
y/username xx
cluskk.11 So beautiful y/n, no wonder why jude is madly in love with you
jubebellingham I can’t wait to eat you 🍑
y/username You are DRUNK Jude 😂 where is Jobe, take his phone away from him
jobebellingham He won’t let me and mum touch his phone y/n 😂
judebellingham y/n I miSs yU sOo SoO muChh, wHereRe R u?
jobebellingham He’s crying like a baby 🥲
y/username Can you help me take him back to his room, i can’t believe it
judebellingham Yo yO YOUUU aRE sOO dAmN pReTieE
uwqpnz OMG ✨DRUNK✨ Jude is so adorable, he’s like a baby 🤣
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y/username Because you guys want to see what Jude does when he's so drunk, so here this is for you. And i guess he thought this was his phone or maybe not
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jobebellingham 🤣🤣🤣 Oh no why you post this 🤣🤣🤣 now i can’t stop laughing
judebellingham Y/n i’m so sorry 😞
y/username For ?
judebellingham Idk? For getting so drunk last night
y/username Apologies UNEXCEPT
masonmount Poor Jude :) Last night he just said that from now on he’ll not scare you anymore, such a grown maaan
harveyelliott07 @judebellingham 🤣
bellinghamiine His face was like 😠😣☹️🤓😀😆😗😳
heeleyy Y/n your boyfriend is such a meme 😆😆
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judebellingham This is me when i first met y/n, my shirt is my love to y/n and i just thrown it to her 😂 i don’t know what to do if that day she didn’t catch it
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jesselingard Probably
marcusrashford @y/username WHY? WHY YOU CATCH THAT
y/username Just did it by reflex
bellinghambellaaa His body is so fine 🤌
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y/username Oh ello there, ma luvlyy Jude Jude 🐬
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sanchooo10 Ahahaha Jude is a fucking DOLPHIN 🤣🤣
judebellingham Shut up Sancho 🙂
y/nplusjuude So adorable
judebellingham y/n that’s is cute but 😣😣
y/username @judebellingham But what, jude? 😋
jodebellingham I also saw a mother dolphin and her baby too, isn’t it so cute
y/username Yea it is 😂
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judebellingham Paparazzi is HERE 😱😱
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judejudejj What? that’s unbelievable!!!! who’s that???? is it really paparazzi
bvb.fanjude He just kidding 🤣 this pic definitely taken by y/n
jobebellingham Lookin goood 😒
judebellingham Thanks 🙃
y/username Awwww 🥺 You turn me on :)
judebellingham Sooooo ☺️
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y/username Jude mom just show me this 😂 so i ask Jude what’s he thinking? then he said “I was thinking, if Jobe has teeth, will he eat all my candy? If so, i have to find a place to hide the candy.. where should I hide it? hidde it in my parents wardrobe? Or should i just eat it all, don't let him eat my candy?”. The second one is like “Hey Jobe Jobe there is a really big lollipop, do you wanna share? Okay okay now i count to 3, we have to run as fast we can okay?” 😂😂
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jobebellingham Hey, that’s so rude 🤓 @judebellingham? explain plz or do you have anything to say?
y/username @jobebellingham 🤣 he sleeping next to me but i don’t think he had something to say
jesselingard So funny 🤣 just by the look on his face 😂
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judebellingham Can you stop and kiss me dada Jude? You gave mommy y/n so many kisses today
*when golden retriever meets GOLDEN RETRIEVER ✨*
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belling.jude Jude give RJ’s a kiss, look at his face his puppy eyes 🥺
y/username Sorry my baby, mommy love you so much
jobebellingham My baby RJ’s
laylajwen Awww mommy y/n and dada Jude, that’s adorable 😭😭
Summary: It's your bday and you're Jude's best friend (who he's definitely not in love with or anything like that)
A/N: I wrote this with acrylics on it was really hard
Requested: Yes! a fluff with Jude Bellingham then in which he and her are best friends but he is in love with her and tells her. @hannahsophie0103
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He knew he was going to fall in love with you the moment he met you. It didn't happen instantly, not even after a couple years, but he knew it would happen, and it did.
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He's eight, kicking a ball around in the park near his house, and his parents are off somewhere, and Jobe really isn't too much fun because he's five, and no amount of "you were his age once too"'s from his parents can convince him to let him tag along. So Jobe goes with their mum and dad, and Jude plays alone, dribbling through imaginary players.
The grass is green and glittering from the morning dew so brightly it hurts his eyes. He doesn't notice you until you're standing right in front of him, kicking the ball out from underneath his feet.
"Can I play with you?"
All of his friends are at home, and his parents don't know theirs, so he can't just say no and run off to grab someone else to play with.
He kicks the dirt and stuffs his hands into his pockets because he feels so much more grown up when he does that and says "Yeah, alright."
You're not great at football, you pass with your toes and stop the ball with the sole of your foot, but you're fiery. You don't hold back when getting the ball from him, your pushes and shoves where Jude is light feet and taps. You're infuriating to play against.
You play a game you call "dodge", where you take turns with the ball and dribble past the other player. And Jude's good, he's more than good, but you don't know how to play so you run into him and take the ball with all the force of your small body.
Jude loses 2-5. That's when he sits down on the grass and stops playing.
You smile at him and hold out your hand for him to shake. He looks up, and you're illuminated by the sunlight behind you, and Jude is eight years old and he knows he's going to fall in love with you, he feels it in his fragile bones. He shakes your hand and watches your fingers curl around his.
He walks you home and holds your hand the whole way, and you let him. You're eight years old and you don't know that the funny feeling in your stomach means you're in love.
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"Can you get off your phone, mate?" Sanch hits Jude over the head with a pillow, which is the only thing that's managed to take his eyes off the screen in an hour.
"I can't, I'm trying to buy a gift for Y/N." Sanch groans when Jude smiles at the sound of her name, and Jude continues. "It's her birthday you know."
"Is it really?" He acts like he's surprised, acts like Jude hasn't told all of the boys at least twenty times in the past 24 hours.
"Piss off, you know it is."
"Yeah, so get her a necklace and call it a day."
"I can't do that!"
"I've seen her texts, she doesn't even want a gift, Jude."
"Yeah but it's her birthday, she's going to get a gift."
And Jadon doesn't even try to argue because Jude's attention is already back to his phone with a lazy smile, holding your messages up to his face to giggle at whatever unfunny thing you just sent him, so he trudges up to his room and plays Fortnite on his own, and wonders why he invited Jude over in the first place.
So Sanch gets away with saying things like, "you're whipped, mate", because Jude couldn't deny it even if he wanted to, and he knows it.
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The sky is dark and cloudless, and you can see a few stray stars. You've always loved stars, in a way that makes Jude want to forge them in a fiery embrace and hang them in the sky just so he can see the way you look up in wonder and whisper in his ear, look up, Jude, look at the stars.
And Jude's walking nervously down your driveway towards your house, and he's holding a little box with a necklace in it, and the box feels so much heavier than it is because you open the door as if you felt his presence and ran into his arms, and suddenly he wants to give you so much more than a little jewellery.
"Happy birthday, love." He says into the crook of your neck, and the feeling of his stomach flipping is still something he has yet to get used to. You are something he has yet to get used to.
So he doesn't pull away until you do, and the feeling doesn't stop. He squeezes your hand like you're the one that needs comforting.
"Thank you."
"I haven't even given you your gift yet."
"You're a gift to me everyday." You say, and he doesn't kiss you, but he wants to. And he doesn't tell you he loves you, but he does.
You know Jude would never make the first move. Your friendship has always been too strong for either of you to take a risk, and by the time you were old enough to know what being in love was, it was too late. You won't wait any longer.
You stand up on your tippy toes and press a kiss to his mouth that almost misses in its haste, and you pull back to see Jude's raised eyebrows and parted lips. And it's too dark to tell that he's blushing, but he is. He would hold your hand up to his cheek to let you feel the heat but he's already leaning forward, taking your lips in his and that's better, he decides.
He's speaking before he's even aware of it. The words tumble from his lips, lips that will never feel the same again, lips that will always feel empty without yours against them.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
You two must've been standing out there in front of your house for hours, illuminated by the golden glow of light from your open door. If it was up to him, he would stay like this for hours.
He doesn't have the chance to speak because you tug his hand and say, "look up at the stars, Jude, aren't they pretty?"
"Yes," He says, but he's not looking at the stars. He's looking at you. "Very pretty."
Well heres part 26 of A Team it’s been a while since I posted sorry about that. The holidays kinda messed me up but I’m gonna try and get back in the swing of things. Sorry if this one is a little bit rushed I’m rusty haha Hope you like it at least.
Emily has a baby shower getting a gift she would have never guessed.
Andy Biersack x OC Emily
Warnings: Language, mention of sex I think that’s it.
Taglist: @panicatangelica @bvbarmy-jaci
Part 1 Part 25
I woke up to someone kissing my neck. Smiling I open my eyes letting out a hum making Andy lift his head from pressing his lips across my skin.
“Good morning.” He says smiling at me his dark hair falling in his face.
Lifting my hand I push it out of the way letting me see his blue eyes.
“Good morning. I see you are in a good mood.” I say leaving my arms to rest on his shoulders.
“Well after last night any one would be.” He says making me smile.
“So your not mad about my pregnancy hormones.”
“Not if they come with that no.”
Blushing slight I move to sit up with a bit difficulty. Moving to the side of the bed I stood up holding my back as I stretched.
“I need to take care of some business today.” He says getting out of the bed as well.
“That’s fine I have the baby shower today anyway I expect the girls to be showing up soon enough.”
“I should be back before its over.” He says wrapping his arms around me and kissing me.
“Not that I don’t love you being sweet like this but I have to pee.” I say earning a chuckle as go to the bathroom.
As soon as I’m finished I turn on the shower and start undressing. I look up when Andy opens the bathroom door.
“Care if I join you? We can save water.”
“Your lucky I love the environment.” I say earning a smirk.
Getting into the shower I can’t help but to remember the first time we took a shower together. It seeming like forever ago. Well it was like a year ago.
“Cast got your tongue?”
“Just thinking.” I say feeling hands fingers runs threw my hair as Andy put conditioner in it.
“Do you ever feel like we a different.”
“Different?”
“Then when we first met.”
“Well duh we aren't kids anymore.”
“Yeah but I also mean when we met again. I think we are getting old.”
“I think we are just done with are crazy days.”
“Yeah can’t really go party with a pregnant lady.” I mumble
Spinning me around Andy grabbed my face making me look at him.
“Don’t. Don’t do that to yourself. I’m happy. I settled down a little sooner than I thought but I planed on settling down with you since I was kid.”
“You don’t have to make me feel better. I’m not sad.”
“Emily you act like you tricked me into getting you pregnant I know what happens when you have unprotected sex. I want you your not getting away from me.” He says making me look down blushing.
Lifting my chin he kisses me softly.
“I know this is just the hormones talking. This is what I want okay?”
“Okay.” I nod.
Kissing my head he returns to taking a shower.
After breakfast he left to go to town letting me get dressed for the party. I was just finishing when the doorbell rang threw the house.
I walked to the front door opening it to show Alexis and Sammi.
“Hey.” I say them hugging me.
“You look so pretty!” Alexis says looking at me.
“Thank you.” I say dressed in a blue dress and black flats.
My hair was clipped up but some strands was falling out. I had very light makeup on. Just enough to make me look human.
“Where is Andy?” Sammi asks setting gift bags down on the coffee table.
“He had work to do.” I say shrugging.
I trusted Andy so I never dug into what he was doing.
“Well ladies let's get to decorating!” Alexis says throwing pink streamer at me.
“All pink?” I ask her her shrugging.
“You’ll see.”
In a hour my house looked like the 50’s threw up on it and I loved it. Everything was Pink, and black with some white polka dots here and there.
“What do you think?” She asks looking at me.
“You did good.” I say smiling at her rubbing my stomach.
“You okay?” She says looking at my stomach.
“Yeah she getting pay back for last night.”
“What happened last night?” She asks as the doorbell rings.
“I got it.” Sammi says getting the door.
Ella and Lauren come in.
“So what was you talking about last night?” Alexis says handing me a cup of punch.
“I wanna know.” Ella says sitting down.
“It’s nothing crazy we just had sex.” I say sitting on the lazy chair in the living room.
It was the only thing I could get out of by myself.
“You can do that?” Lauren asks.
“Yeah I have a month till my due date so I’m okay.”
“So you still get horny when your pregnant?” Alexis asks making me chuckle.
“I think I've had sex more times while pregnant than before. Everyone is different and so is every pregnancy.”
“That’s just weird okay on to something else. Let's play some games.”
“So what’s going on between you and Ashley?” I ask Alexis while eating a cupcake.
“Idontknow.” She mumbles looking down.
“Come again?”
“It’s going?”
“So you are together?”
“I.. Kinda? I don’t know we haven’t talked about it.”
“Do you want to be together?”
“Yes.”
“Then ask him.” Ella says sitting next to us.
“Giving the fact he is still seeing you means he likes you so ask him.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Alexis.” I say reaching over to grab her knee.
“You are living with him already.”
“That’s because he knew I needed a place.”
“So tell him you want to move out.” Sammi says eating some grapes.
“Why would I do that?”
“Because if he reacts sad or negative you will know he wants you around.”
“Or you could just tell him you are moving into his bed room.” Lauren says giggling.
“I second that one.” I say lifting my hand.
“I’ll think about it.” She says throwing a pillow at me.
“Time for presents!” Sammi say s jumping up from the couch.
“Here open mine first.” She says handing me a gift bag.
“Alright.” I say opening the bag to pull out a blanket, diapers and clothes.
“Look at the little tutu.” I say looking at it.
“Thank you.” I say setting the stuff to the side.
I was in the middle of unwrapping Lurans gift when the front door opened Andy walking threw.
“Oh hey.” He says smiling and giving a little wave.
“Look at the little boots!” I say lifting up tiny black boots.
“Cute.” He says walking up to me.
Lifting my head with my chin hen bends over and presses his lips to mine. I kiss him back earning awes.
“That’s my cue I’ll be in the bedroom.” He says winking at me and leaving us alone.
“You two are so cute.” Ella says smiling.
“Thank you.” I say returning to the gifts.
It wasn't long before everyone said their goodbyes. My house a little more pink then it was but I didn’t mind.
Going to the bedroom I found Andy asleep on the bed making me smile. Moving to join him his eyes flutter open him being the light sleeper he is.
“Have fun?” He asks tucking my hair behind my ear.
“I did. I got some gift cards to spend on baby things.”
“Oh fun shopping.”
Smiling I nod.
“Yeah I’m gonna do it after we move.”
“Why after?”
“Because she will have her own room then.”
“She don’t need a crib yet she is gonna sleep with us right?”
“Fine with me.”
“Good.” I smile.
“Is there any food left.”
“Should be.”
“Cool.” He says standing up him stopping by the door.
“Hey check the dresser I gotcha something.”
“What are you planing Mr. Biersack.” I say standing up and waddling to the dresser there being nothing.
“I don’t see anything.” I say turning around to face him.
I stop him being right behind me him holding up his closed hand.
“Hold out your hand.”
“I swear if you are handing me a bug I’m gonna kill you.” I say holding my hand out.
“You asked me what I was planning right?”
“Yeah?”
“This should answer that question.” He says dropping something in my hand.
Moving my hand from under his to see I stop at the diamond ring laying on my palm.
“I plan on making you Mrs. Biersack if you're agreeable to it.”
Swallowing the lump in my throat I look up at him fighting back tears.
“Did you plan to do this today?”
“I’ve actually been keeping the ring in my pocket for a few months. I was going to give you one as soon as we left the hospital but I didn’t want you to think I was doing it because of the baby.”
Smiling I sniffle and wipe my cheek.
“Your right I would have. I guess you want an answer huh?”
“That would be nice.”
“Yes.” I say tears running down my cheek despite the smile on my face.
Pulling me into him Andy presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck kissing him back the taste of cupcakes and tears on my lips.
Pulling away from me Andy presses his forehead to mine.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” I say wondering how my life could get any better.
"We are the in between, cast down as sons of war. Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're torn. We won't cause the pain, of living out their law. Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are flawed." ~ Fallen Angels
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Andy entered first. I was immediately struck by his height. Any fangirl with a computer knew that he was six foot four, but I'd never really taken in how tall that actually was. He was just about a foot taller than me. I was five foot five and he completely towered over me.
Even from where I was at, I could clearly see his intense blue eyes. Those were the same eyes I fell in love with the first time I saw a picture of him. Yeah, I'd had a fangirl crush on him, but I was well over it now. Him and I didn't have a chance, I knew that, but he was still a huge inspiration in my life.
He was wearing his signature clothes, tight black jeans, a ripped up muscle shirt that had the Legion of the Black mask on it, a black leather jacket with the sleeves ripped off revealing his many tattoos, and black boots. His black hair was teased slightly, making his punk-like hairstyle stick out slightly. It was nothing like it used to be back when the band first started out. It had been just past shoulder length until he cut it all off a year or two ago. It had grown out again, but it wasn't quite as long and it was a bit of a different style now. Longer in the back, and a bit shorter in the front. I liked it like that. It looked a little more mature on him, but I still missed his longer hair. It made him look more rebellious.
He was closely followed by both Jake and Jinxx. They were wearing similar clothes to Andy, dark pants, muscle shirts, black boots and leather jackets. Jake had his long black hair teased like Andy, but Jinxx had left his straight. It was different seeing it like that since he used to tease his like Andy and Jake, but recently, as the band's style started changing a bit, Jinxx stopped teasing his hair.
Behind them was Ashley, Ashley freaking Purdy. He was wearing a black t-shirt with a skull on it and a small 69 on the sleeve, and I internally rolled my eyes. Of course he would wear that. He had on black ripped jeans, boots, and his signature star necklace. He too left his long black hair straight.
Then of course, there was CC, who was grinning like a psycho, which was rather usual for him. He had on a simple black t-shirt, dark pants, a leather jacket, black shoes, and a black bandana over his usual long, straight black hair.
But the thing that caught me off guard was the war paint. Every single one of them was wearing their signature war paint. Andy had a horizontal black stripe going across his face along his cheekbones and thick, dark eyeliner around his eyes. Jake had his eye war paint that went out even further than the others' eyeliner and lines protruding from it and pointing down, almost making him look sad. Jinxx wore his diamond eye war paint where black diamonds were drawn over his eyes and a black line protruded horizontally from the corners of his mouth and black lipstick. Ashley was wearing his signature neck painting with a black line going down his neck and multiple horizontal lines going across it. He also had a couple small, black, horizontal lines coming from below his right temple and thick black eyeliner. And CC had his usual tear drop shaped paint on his cheeks and the thick dark eyeliner.
I did a double take on the war paint. Last I'd heard, they'd stopped doing it since they were getting older and their style was changing. I had no clue why they would do it now. They were going to get quite a few weird looks for it, that's for sure.
I took all of it in in less than a few seconds. I briefly looked out at the stands to see what everyone's reactions were. Some students were whistling, some were clapping, a few were grinning like crazy, but the majority of the students were gaping. They obviously had no idea who they were. I was in shock myself, but I couldn't help but smile. They were here because of me, I had gotten them here, even if I'd had no idea they were coming. It took everything I had to keep from fangirling there in front of everyone, but my smile continued to get bigger and bigger. When the guys saw my reaction, they smirked. Well, all except for CC, who was still grinning like a maniac. That's CC for you though. He's like a giant kid.
They joined us in the center of the gym floor which we used as the "stage". They were standing a few feet from me and their stance kind of intimidated me. I felt like shrinking into the floor. Then I realized there was nothing to be afraid of. I'd stood in front of this many people many times before, so why was I having a problem now? Perhaps I was just nervous I'd make a fool of myself in front of my favorite band.
I pushed that out of my head, unable to afford the distraction at a time like this. It was, after all, my grade and graduation on the line with this project. I had to relax and focus on what lie ahead. I could do this. I kept repeating that in my head. Keep your cool. I can do this. I can do this.
Mr. Gulbranson handed the microphone to Andy to begin the introductions.
"Hey guys, my name is Andy Biersack and I'm the lead singer of Black Veil Brides," he said in his signature unusually deep voice. "We want to thank Katrina here for sending out that invitation for this to happen. Even though she didn't know we were coming, we wouldn't be here if she hadn't started this. We're really excited to be here and spend the week with you guys and get to know you all and, hopefully, help Katrina out with her Senior project." He looked over and smiled at me. Oh god, I could feel the heat rising to my face, indicating I was definitely blushing.
He handed the mic to Jake. "Hey everyone. My name is Jake Pitts and I'm the lead guitarist for Black Veil Brides." He grinned and handed the mic to Jinxx.
"Hey everyone, I'm Jinxx and I'm the rhythm guitarist and violinist for Black Veil Brides." He smiled, his blue eyes twinkling.
The mic was passed to Ashley and he too introduced himself. "My name's Ashley Purdy and I'm the bassist for Black Veil Brides." He winked. Ashley was the well known womanizer of the group, known for his constant one night stands with girls. Yet, somehow, he managed to get girls to fall head over heels for him, even though its pretty obvious that they mostly likely don't have a chance of lasting with him. I mean, yes, he was hot as hell and quite the charmer and a nice guy, but he was still a player.
Then CC took the mic from him, jumping up and down slightly, making him seem as thought he were and overgrown kid. "You motherfuckers ready for this!?" Mr. Gulbranson glared at him, which made people laugh and made CC smile even bigger, if that was even possible. "I'm Christian Coma, but you can call me CC, and I am the drummer for Black Veil Brides." He handed the mic to Jinxx who chuckled at his enthusiasm.
"So, just like Andy said, thank you Katrina for setting this up. We're excited about this week and we want you all to treat us like we're any other students here. But keep in mind, we're not going to change to your standards of 'normal'. The idea is you're supposed to try and accept us for us. If you really want, you can give us all your hate." I chuckled at his reference, but it appeared that I was the only one other than the guys who got it. "We know how to handle it, but we only want to be ourselves, so get used to it," he continued, smiling at the crowd. He then handed the mic over to me. I took it and carefully tried to recite what I'd been planning on saying if this day should come.
"Um, ok, so first off, thank you guys for coming. As the guys have said multiple times, they are the Black Veil Brides." Some cheers rose from the stands which made me smile. Maybe this week would turn out okay. I shifted my weight and continued, "Please, please don't swamp them asking for pictures and autographs. They are, as of now, everyday students at an everyday school. I can't stress enough how important that is. At the end of the week, I will assess how the student body treated them. Did we treat them as outcasts, or did we learn to accept them? It is your job to try to accept them, every single one of you. If you can learn to accept them, then you can learn to accept anyone. Please, at least try." I glanced over at the guys to see them smiling at me. Well, accept for CC who was still jumping around. Still? He must've had like 50 Monsters before he got here. It gave me a confidence boost, seeing them. "Before we go back to class, does anyone have any questions for any of the guys?"
Only a few hands rose, so I handed the mic to Andy and let him choose hands one by one.
First, a girl with black eyeliner, dark hair, and many band bracelets stood and asked, "Have you done this at other schools?"
"No, this is the first time, but you never know, this might become a common thing." Andy replied honestly, smiling.
The next girl shot out of her seat before she had even been called on and began spewing her question at Andy. She was thin as a twig, bleach blonde, and had a high pitched, squeaky voice. It was Savannah Pates, a particularly popular girl from my class, and one of my repeated harassers. I put up with her just fine, but I knew she would be one of the people to give the guys a hard time, and that was going to be a pain.
"What's up with the weird makeup?" She asked accusingly, a smug look upon her face. Another girl shot from her seat across the bleachers, an obvious fan since she was wearing Black Veil Brides bracelets, a Black Veil Brides shirt, and a BVB necklace.
"Number one, it's war paint, not makeup. Number two, they can do whatever the hell they want to. It's their style." I'm pretty sure I recognized the girl. She was a Sophomore, I think, probably in one of the classes that I was a teacher's aid in.
"Makeup is for girls, unless your gay." Savannah spat back. The Sophomore girl looked like she was about to say something, but Mr. Gulbranson got involved before she could.
"ENOUGH!" He yelled. He took the mic from Andy, who was looking sort of shocked. "Is thsi really how you want to present our school to our guests?" Crickets. "Everyone has five minutes to get to their second period class," he said into the mic, rage seething in every word. "Go." Students grabbed their bags and scrambled to the doors.
I looked over to him, silently asking if that included me. He nodded his head and I scrambled up the bleachers to get my bags and out the doors, not even looking back, but my heart soaring.
AN: This is for the lovely anon who requested an Erik Durm OS. This is something cute and funny and I had a really fun time writing this. I hope you will enjoy reading it as well. As always, I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Lots of love xoxo
"Daisy, baby, I am hooome," Lorena sang as soon as she opened the front door.
Her house wasn't large, however, it was far too big for one girl living alone even when she had a dog to keep her company. It was much suitable for her to live in an apartment, she knew that very well- and her mom never failed to mention that whenever she visited. But until her parents came back from Italy and decided what they were going to do with it, she had no intention of leaving her childhood home sitting there empty and lonely while she squeezed around in tiny apartments that weren't even her own property.
Even though Lorena was still in college she preferred having to travel miles every day if it meant that she could enjoy the big house that was only hers, that she could change and decorate whatever she wanted, and make as much noise as she wanted - at least as much noise as one girl can make- without bothering anyone.
Also, it's not like she was often alone anyway. Erik was here at least every other night, and sometimes he would even spend a whole week at her place. His excuse has always been that he didn't want her to be alone, that it was dangerous and he worried too much. That was absolutely adorable but Lorena was pretty sure that the bigger reason for his staying here was that he loved living in a house much better than living alone in his apartment. And why wouldn't he? It was much more private and calming and free.
And of course, Lorena didn’t complain. She loved waking up with him fast asleep in the bed beside her, not even being too close, just one hand thrown over her waist and the smell of him filling her lungs. She even enjoyed the sight of the shelf in the bathroom filled with his products. And on rare occasions when he woke up before her and decided to surprise her with breakfast, she fell in love with him even more. Lorena was a great cook, but Erik's French toast tasted heavenly. She seriously thought she could eat it every day and never get bored.
On top of all that, she started having these thoughts for which she knew it was way too early- the two of them have been only dating for almost a year- but they were still there nonetheless. Namely, sometimes, while she watched from the balcony the tricks he performed with the ball for the sake of her amusement, Lorena would picture him teaching their children how to play football while she prepared delicious snacks for their little family. Other times, when she watched Erik comfortably sink in the old armchair after a long day- the her father loved as well- she could see him in that chair 50 years from now. She could actually see herself having a future with this man, even after such a short period of time, which was quite surprising for her because she wasn't the best at committing to people.
As she removed the thick scarf from around her neck and hung her coat, she was a bit surprised her dog hasn't run to her yet. Usually, Daisy would wait on the front of the door, waiting for Lorena to step her foot inside so she could start licking every part of her owner’s skin she could reach. Nevertheless, Lorena wasn't worried; Daisy was her pet from the time she started high school, and the older she was, the lazier she got.
However, when she heard some noise coming from the direction of her bedroom, Lorena felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. She usually wasn't scared very easily, but when she heard male voice curse upstairs, her hands begun to shake. Few of the houses in the street have been robbed recently, but Lorena used to not worry about that too much. Those were the houses whose owners came by once, maybe twice a year, so they were practically abandoned. Even though Lorena believed there were absolutely no odds such a thing would happened to her, she didn't say anything to her family nor friends, especially not to Erik, for she knew very well that'll only make them insist on her moving out of that house even more.
The noise upstairs continued and now there was absolutely no doubt that she wasn't imagining things. Lorena could picture the burglar opening the drawers, scattering her belongings on the floor in search for something valuable. She was smart enough not to keep anything of great value in her home, but the idea of some stranger with such intentions in her home was scary enough. Also, they could break some of her precious things!
For a moment, Lorena considered storming out and calling the police plus Erik, but she was a kid who touched the cactus plant even though her mother had told her dozen times it'll hurt her, just because she wanted to know herself. She was always too curious, too adventures, maybe even too confident for her own sake. Thus, moving as silently as she possibly could, she decided to confront the intruder.
She didn't know what to expect, but she reasoned that a smart thing to do would be to have something to defend herself if necessary. As if there was anything smart about confronting a trespasser. Hence, Lorena went to the kitchen, thinking that something useful could be found there. It was a small room, separated from the living and dining area, but she couldn't turn the lights on. She figured that the most useful weapon would be a pan, considering how many movie heroes have used it to attack the killer. However, since in the dark she couldn't find any, and she was scared to open the cabinets and make any noise, she picked up the biggest knife she could find, cursing at the fact that her father was no baseball fan and they had no signed bats in the house. Now that would come in handy.
As slowly and silently as she could with the adrenalin pumping in her veins, Lorena went up the stairs. A small piece of her mind imagined that she was an FBI agent breaking in the nest of drug dealers, except her knife was a gun this time. When she found herself in front of her bedroom door, she stood for a moment to listen. She could see a crack of light coming from under the door, but she heard no noise. Then she heard her dog bark and without even thinking much about it, she pushed the door opened so hard the metal knob hit the wall, as she screamed and jumped into the room, holding the knife in front of her like she's seen people do in sword fights.
As she screamed, the person on the other side of the door screamed as well, startling her even more, so it took her a few moments to actually process the information and recognize the face in front of her. It was Erik.
He was sitting on her bed in dark pants and an elegant white shirt, putting on his right sock while Daisy chewed at one of his shoes. She must've startled him as well because he stood there for a moment not moving, his skin paler than usual.
Lorena was the first one to speak.
"Are you insane?" she shouted, "What are you doing here? I could've murdered you!" she exclaimed waiving the knife in the air.
Erik was still stunned. "What am I doing? What are you doing with that thing?"
"I thought someone had broken in," she said, her voice still an octave too high. "And I wanted to"
"What? You wanted to cut his throat?"
"Well not necessarily, I would just cut him a little, but only if he tried to hurt me," she begun rambling before she stopped herself and narrowed her eyes at him. "I know how to defend myself!"
"I'm sure you do" Erik said, amused.
"What? You don't trust me? Here I can show you-" she said as she started to waive the knife in front of her like it was an actual sword and she was in a real-life sword fight.
"What were you even doing here?" she asked then, remembering that the whole situation was still unresolved.
"I wanted to surprise you. Do something nice. There is a pretty delicious dinner waiting for us downstairs, and I if you could just put that thing away, I'd appreciate it." Erik said, taking his shoe from Daisy and wiping it off before he put it on.
"Dinner? You went through all this trouble for a dinner? I could've murdered you! You could be lying in the pool of your own blood, you stupid man" Lorena exclaimed in disbelief.
Erik snorted good-naturedly, "I'm sure you would. The way you are handling that knife I could only die from laughter"
"Oh you don't think I could?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
"Let's just put it away before someone seriously gets hurt." he said taking the knife from her hand and placing it on the bedside table.
"Now, I wanted to talk to you about something pretty serious, that's way I 'went through all this trouble'" he explained, taking her hands in his.
"You are not pregnant are you?" she deadpanned.
Erik just glared at her as she laughed at her own joke. Her jokes usually weren’t this lame, but she blamed it on all the adrenaline- it had to leave her body somehow. Besides, even though she would never admit it, she got frightened pretty bad tonight.
"You know, on the very short list of people who find you amusing number one is you. Also number two and three." Erik said pretending to be annoyed.
"So? Not everyone is sophisticated enough to understand the track of my thoughts," she teased sticking her tongue out at him.
Erik just scoffed.
"Anyhow, I had the whole evening planned out with a fancy dinner and candles and dozens of your favorite flowers- I even wore a suit- but since you've managed to ruin the surprise in quite an extraordinary way I must say, I should just go ahead and say it. I wanted to ask you to move in with me," he carefully said the last part looking at her intently.
Then, because she has grown completely silent for like the first time since he had met her, Erik tried to joke, "After what I've seen, I'm pretty sure you should seriously consider living with me."
Lorena got serious all of a sudden. "Erik… this is a huge step. Are you sure?"
"Of course I’m sure.” He assured her with the brightest smile he could pull off. “I mean, sure, you do snore and you are awfully messy not to mention you are so lazy and then there is your tendency of walking around the house with a knife-" Lorena cleared her throat at him- “but as much as it pains me to say this, I am in love with you. And the past year has been one of the best in my life; I think we should take the next step” he said looking at her softly, his eyes filled with love for this bubbly, perky brunette.
Lorena gazed back at him, not sure what to say. The thought of them living together send feelings through her body that made her all warm and fuzzy on the inside, plus Erik has already been living with her practically. But she was afraid that she would change if she left her home and went to live in his. She knew herself and how much she appreciated her independency and privacy, and how scared of commitment she was. She didn’t want to scare Erik away.
"Erik I.."
He tightened his grip on her hands slightly. "Come on, it's not like we've not experienced it already. I mean I've been practically living here for the past five months," he tried to reassure her.
A grin spread across her face. "So, when you say you want us to move in together, what you actually really mean is for you to move in here."
"That's not what I had in mind but-"
"But why not?” she cut him off, all of a sudden excited. “Why should we be squeezing in your apartment when I have a perfectly good house. Beside you love this house."
"Wait. Are you saying yes?"
"Of course I'm saying yes, you've been practically living here for the past half the year!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him. She wasn’t quite ready to give up her independency completely, but the thought of Erik sharing the house with her was something completely different. Besides, it meant they would be one step closer to the dreams of their future that she secretly had. The little girl within her squealed and jumped from joy.
Erik laughed at the way she repeated his words before pulling her in for a kiss.
"But what will your parents say about it? I mean it's their house after all," he suddenly remembered.
"Oh, pf, I've been convincing them to keep it anyway. They wanted to sell it; Italy is too much fun for them," Lorena reassured him.
"Well, maybe we should buy it then? I mean not now, but if they wanted to sell it then- " he started rambling.
"One step at a time,” Lorena cut him off, giggling. “They'll be happy you move in; they've been going on and on about how dangerous it is for me to live alone."
"After this tonight, I can't really say I disagree," Erik teased.
"Oh, would you forget it!” Lorena fake-sighed in despair. “Come on, I really want to see that totally girly setting you've prepared for us," she joked taking him by the hand and dragging him downstairs.
Teasingly, Erik grabbed her from behind and started squeezing her sides and tickling her as she giggled and laughed and squealed. He buried his face in the space between her shoulder and neck and softly kissed her warm skin as he picked her up.
"By the way, you scream like a girl," he joked as he carried her in the dinning room where beautifully arranged table filled with food was waiting for them.
Lorena could feel her insides melting at the sight of the effort Erik has put in to prepare this beautiful surprise for her. As she leaned in to kiss him, she teased, “I am a girl. What’s your excuse?”
Hiii...I just read a Christian Pulisic imagine of yours and I loved it! So I was wondering whether I could request a fluff with Jadon Sancho? Maybe something like him being jealous when she is having fun when she is with his team mates and then him confessing his love for her when they are alone? Thank you <333
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Summary: Jadon gets jealous seeing you with his teammates and can't control his feelings any longer
Warnings: None, the term mommy is used but not in a sexual context and doesn't have to be feminine
A/N: i did my best i hope yall like it!
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Jadon loves your smile, more than anything. And yet he hates seeing you like this, laughing at something Jude said, holding onto the midfielder's arm like a lifeline when you should be holding onto his instead. Your smile lights up a flame in his chest, shining and flickering, and he wants to hold you in his arms and burn.
He doesn't know what he expected when you joined their big family as a social media coordinator and expecting you not to grow close to each of the boys, to get used to smiles, jokes, careless boy touches. He doesn't know what he expected, but he doesn't like it.
They're a group of boys, most of them are young and act younger, so you play mommy because no one else will, and you don't mind it. Jude whines and asks you to kiss the booboo he gets when playing rough, Gregor thrusts his feet towards you and asks sheepishly if you'll tie his laces when his gloves are on, and you indulge each and every one of them, and you enjoy it.
Jadon doesn't know what he expected, but it wasn't for you to be shared amongst them, and guilt bubbles in his stomach, because it's not fair but he just wants you to himself.
So he ignores the way Jude curls an arm around you, laughing at a joke you cracked, and he gets used to seeing you with them. He learns to laugh along, learns to avert his eyes when you flash him a smile and push back the feeling of want. And he never complains because you give him smiles that shine and that's more than the other boys get so he won't complain, and he'll hold onto your shining smiles until they're ripped out of his hands.
And some days when the jealousy bubbles up and over, he wonders what it would be like to knock Jude down, push Gregor along with him and make them keep away from you, but it boils down quicker than it comes up and he finishes tying his laces with shaking hands. Ignore, ignore, ignore.
But it gets hard sometimes, times like these, when you nudge him and pull him over to the benches to take pictures to post on the teams Instagram.
"Come on, pick up your feet!" You say, dragging him along with your hand hooked around his bicep, and for once, your cheery smile does little to dull his sulking.
"You look so handsome." You say, breathless, because he does. It's sunny out but it's cool, and he's just gotten his hair cut the other day, and he shining, glittering under the afternoon sun. He looks nice, he looks more than nice. "The fans are going to eat this one up."
"Wouldn't you rather have, I dunno, Jude here? Maybe Julian?" His voice is quiet and accusing, and your eyebrows furrow. You've come to learn that Jadon Sancho is a petty, petty man.
"What?"
"Just noticed that you're awfully close with them."
You scoff and tell him, "you're being stupid."
"Am not, I've been observing."
And it shouldn't mean anything because he's just being stupid and overprotective, but he must be blind because you've been dropping hints that you like him left and right from the day you arrived, stolen glances and lingering touches, and he's being so stupid it makes your heart race.
"Observing, huh? Well fine, since you want to sulk and act stupid, I'll call Jude over instead and you can head back to the group. It was my fault for thinking we could have some privacy together and hang out without them anyways."
He shakes his head quickly, eyes blown wide. It's not like he actually wanted to leave, he was just jealous. He was angry, he's happy being here with you and away from them. Because he loves them, but the other boys don't make him smile like you do, the other boys don't laugh and make him want to hold them close and let them feel how fast his heart beats for them.
"No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He stutters his words out like water from a broken tap, and curls his fingers around your wrist with fumbling hands. "I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."
"I don't care, Sanch." You say, but you don't pull away. You don't think you could if you tried. "I don't know why you care anyways."
"Because I love you!" He hears himself say too loudly, before he's even aware he's saying it. And he's already bracing himself for a response, and he knows the boys are looking over at the two of you.
Your mouth is dry, and you busy your hands by picking at your nails. Your heart is beating faster than it's ever beat before. He's plucked his ribs apart and laid his heart bare all for you, and you're not sure whether you want to punch him or kiss him.
What you want to say is, Jadon Sancho, you're going to kill me.
"For how long?" Is what comes out instead.
He tries to remember when your smiles started to make his heart beat a little faster. He tries to remember when he started to hold onto you a little bit harder, a little bit longer than the other boys did. He wonders if he's always loved you. He can't remember how he lived before he met you.
He shrugs, eyes downcast. "A long time."
And you're moving before you can even register it, throwing reckless arms around his neck and throwing him so off-balance that he has to wrap his arms around your waist to steady himself.
He tastes like mint chewing gum.
He kisses you back, the words he wants to say are lost on his tongue but he's kissing you, and you're kissing him back like he's oxygen and you're asphyxiated, and that's enough, that's more than enough.
When you both pull back, he swears you say, I love you too, but the boys are cheering too loud that he can't hear it. He treasures it anyways. You love him too.
You're still their Y/N, you still cheer each of them on equally during matches, still kiss booboos and tie laces. You hug Jadon tightly after every game, whispering into the curve of his jaw, you did so good Sanch. So, so good. And press kisses to his cheeks. And you hug the other boys as well still, just not as tightly and only for a couple moments. Jadon you hold close to your chest, to your heart. Jadon you hug with your whole being.
This is part 19 of A Team. This is more of a fluffy filler but it’s cute.
Emily and the Band go out to eat.
Andy Biersack x OC Emily
Warnings: Maybe language.
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Part 1 Part 18
Andy’s POV
I stepped off the bus stopping to help Emily down the last step. She smiled at me and skipped to Ella in front of us. She laced her arm with Ella's as they walked up to the dinner door.
"Ladies first." Ashley said holding the door open for them
"You know a guy made that up so he could look at some girls butt." Emily said
"Smart man." I said wrapping my arm around Emily's waist.
I pinched her side softly making her giggle.
"Be good." She said poking my cheek
"Always."
"Nine please." Sammi asked to the hostess
"Smoking." The brown haired teen said looking us up and down.
"Yes, please." Emily said slipping her hand in my back pocket.
"thought so." The girl mumbled under her breath. She turned and walked to the back room of the dinner.
There were not many tables so I sat at the first one I came to, pulling Emily down beside me.
"Your waitress will be right out." The girl said as nicely as she had to.
"Well I don't think she likes us any." Emily said moving to help Luran push tables together.
"We are at a truck stop what do you expect." Jinxx said sitting across from me.
"True but I have been on tour so I just think everyone loves me for me." Emily said sticking her tongue out at Jinxx and moving to sit beside me again.
Smiling I laced my fingers threw hers and kissed the top of her head.
"I love you sweetie" Sammi said smiling
"I love you too." Emily said leaning over the table to hug her.
I ran my fingers threw my hair and laid my arm on the back of Emily's chair knowing she moves as much as I do.
'God I feel sorry for our kids.' I thought shocking myself.
'Do I want kids?' I asked myself yes being the first answer.
'Just not right now. I have a few more crazy days left in me.' I thought nodding to myself.
I was pulled from my thoughts by a loud squeak. Looking over Emily's head was a raven haired girl. On her shirt was my face and the other four guys sitting around me. In her hand was a notepad and pen. At first glance she looked like a fan wanting us to sign something but the name tag on her shirt let me know she was our waiters.
"Don't faint. I can't get out of the chair fast enough to break your fall." Emily said clearly shocking the girl.
No one really knew about Emily. I mean the fans on twitter have seen her but they don't know about her.
Emily's weird sentence seem to help the girl realize where she was.
"Umm I'm Heather, I'll be your waitress for today. What would you all like to drink?"
"I'll take a coke." I said messing with my hair.
'I need to cut it.' I thought
"If I get a milkshake will you help me finish it?" Emily asked her apple green eyes meeting my blue ones
"Yeah."
"Thanks. Can I have a chocolate milkshake?" Emily said after Ashley ordered his tea.
"Anything else?" Heather said looking at all of us.
Her hands were shaking but other then that she seemed relaxed.
"Alright well I'll bring your drinks shortly. Take your time and order when your ready." She said smiling and walking away.
"Aww she was so cute." Emily said smiling
"That's the first fan I met of you guys that didn't yell at me."
"Who yelled at you?" Jake asked Emily.
I leaned back on my chair and lit a cigarette careful to blow my smoke up so I didn't bother anyone. I read over the menu deciding on just steak and eggs.
I moved my eyes from the menu to the glass of coke being set on the table.
"Thanks." i said smiling at her.
"Your welcome Andy." She said then blushed deeply making Emily giggle.
"I’m sorry hunny but you are just to adorable." Emily said smiling up at her.
"I- Umm thank you. If it's not to much trouble can I take a picture of you guys? I want to show my friend."
"If you want you can sit here and I'll take it." Emily said eating a spoon full of her milkshake
"Is that okay?" She asked looking at all of us.
"Yeah" i said knowing that the guys would not care.
After the picture Emily handed her, her phone back and sat back down beside me.
"Thank you." Heather said smiling widely. She quickly took our orders.
When we were done eating Emily grabbed a napkin and took the pen out of her hair making her newly dyed hair fall around her face.
"What are you doing?" I asked her as she started to write on it.
All she did was hand it to me and the pen. On the napkin in her messy handwriting was "Love you lots, Emily." getting the message I sighed the napkin and passed it to Jake next to me.
We walked to the front of the dinner Emily's fingers laced threw mine.
"Bye Heather." Emily said waving at her since she was standing outside next to the door.
"Bye." She said back softly.
I barely heard her over the sound of the rain hitting the metal roof over our heads. I faintly heard her ask Ashley for a hug as we walked into the rain.
Emily giggled loudly and spun around making me laugh.
"Your getting wet!" I yelled at her
"So are you!" She yelled back sticking her tongue out at me.
The sound of thunder made her jump and grab my arm. Not saying anything I walked to the bus glad the AC was off when we walked in.
"Oh my gosh Emily your shirt is purple now!" Ella said pointing to her once white shirt.
"That's what you get for dancing in the rain." I said smirking at her
"Shut up." She said playful glaring at me.
"Does anyone mind if I take a shower?" Emily asked once everyone was in the bus. "I would rather have it run down the drain with warm then down my shirt with cold rain."
"Go for it hun but Andy should join." Sammi said quickly realizing what she said
"To save hot water! If we take it in pairs then that's less showering." She said rolling her eyes.
"Well you heard the lady." Emily said grabbing my wrist and walking down the hallway.
Closing the door to the bathroom she locked it and quickly started striping.
"So cold." She said shivering.
"Then get in the shower. I can just dry off."
"Nooooo You'll get sick!" She said pulling me into the shower.
"Let me get undressed first." I said laughing softly
"Hurry I'm cold." She said shivering again.
I quickly striped throwing my clothes to the floor. I jumped when cold arms wrapped around my middle and Emily buried her face in my back. I laughed and turned on the warm water making her move in front of me to get warm. I ran my hands down her sides making her giggle softly.
"Stop. We can't stay long we are just getting warm."
"Yes ma'am." I said kissing her cheek. I wrapped my arms around her waist and hid my face in her neck breathing in the smell of her skin. It smelt of rain and cotton candy. I smiled when I could faintly smell myself on her.
"Are you asleep?" Emily asked softly pulling me from my thoughts
"No why?"
"You have been standing like that for like five minutes. I didn't know if you fell asleep. I know today was hard on you." She said referring back to a few hours ago on stage.
The sun kicked my ass. Making me almost pass out. Today was just to hot.
"I'm thankful for the rain."
"Me to but God can keep his thunder."
I laughed and kissed her temple
"Come on let's go get changed."
Getting out of the shower I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked to the back room which is pretty much been our closet. I opened the closet and found my suitcase. Opening it I quickly got dressed in some boxers and black sweatpants with a batman logo on the right leg. I used the towel and dried off my hair a little.
"Next." I heard Emily say from down the hall.
I opened the door to be met with mint green eyes.
"Hi batman." Emily said smiling up at me.
"Hello cupcake." I said smiling back tucking a stray purple hair behind her ear.
"I hope the color stays." She said putting our wet clothes in a plastic bag.
"Your phone, keys, and cigarettes are in the bunk."
"Thank you love." I said bending down to press my lips to hers.
She broke the kiss a soft yawn leaving her lips.
"I'm sleepy."
"Hi Sleepy, I'm Batman." I said smirking
"Shut up you know what I mean.
"I'm not shut up I'm Batman."
"Andy stop." She said softly pushing my arm and rubbing her eye.
"Alright, come on little dove time for bed." I said softly taking her hand and walking down the hallway.
I stopped at our shared bunk and let her get in first. I got in and laid down my body already knowing which way to lay so we both fit comfortable. Emily's head was nuzzled into my neck and collar bone with my arms wrapped around her middle. Our legs was already tangled with each other and we just laid down. I softly hummed "Unforgiving by Metallica" as Emily's fingers drew random shapes on my arm and shoulder.
Quickly her breathing slowed and her finger stopped. I smiled and grabbed my phone just to check if there was a miss call. I checked my email and lastly opened twitter.
As soon as I did there was a lot of retweets of a picture of me. I clicked on it expecting to see me on stage. I was shocked when it was a picture of me spinning Emily in the rain the bus behind us. I was not surprise to see that it was Heather that posted it. I smiled since she didn't say who was in the picture. You could tell who it was but it was nice to see a fan just being a fan not trying to one up the other fans.
I saved the picture to my phone setting it as my lock screen. My back ground the first picture I took with Emily.
Getting back on twitter I messaged Heather telling her i liked the picture that it was nicely took. I followed her and replied to the fans asking who was the girl. I just sent them to Bryan knowing that he was going to post the video one day. I turned off my phone and put it on the shelf letting it charge. I closed my eyes pulling Emily closer to me drifting off in dreams of playing in the rain with a much younger blue eyed Emily.
