Pairings: AshleyxAndy, AndyxJinxx, JinxxxChristian, ChristianxJake, JakexAshley. (There will be more complicated pairings, that's just the rough idea.)

Prompt: Black Veil Brides are 5 normal guys, living normal lives, until they go on their third tour together and things start to get a little bit more intimate... None of them are heterosexual; each of them is in love with another, but none of them have their love returned.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the famous people that may be included, I only own the OC's I create. If any events or people are similar to those you may know, it is pure coincidence.

~Ashley~

He was searching for his phone as I waited by the door. I came to pick him up, we were going on our third tour; it started tomorrow and we needed to be at the venue tomorrow morning at the latest. It was a pretty long drive, Kellin, our bus, driver told us. Anyway, he was looking around, trying to get everything sorted in the last minute.. Typical.

"Andy, hurry your ass up, we're going to be late and Kellin and the rest will go without us!"

"I'm coming.. Just this... One last.. Thing and I'm done." Andy muttered as he shoved some more clothes into his suitcase.

"You were supposed to have everything ready yesterday, Andy-Pand-..." Shit. I didn't just call him that did I? He looked up from his open suitcase and stared hard at me for what seemed like an eternity to me - but in reality it was only a second or two. I felt my face turn bright red as he stared at me. Shaking his head, he proceeded to close the suitcase.

"Uh.. Should I help you with that..?" I muttered, glancing at the floor, then at him. I let my hair fall in front of my face, hiding my embarrassment.

"I'm fine, I can do it." He said, quietly.

We walked out of the door and he locked it behind us. When we got to my car, we both reached out to oepn the trunk. Then, for a mere second, our hands touched. His warm fingers brushed the back of my hand before he quickly pulled his hand away and shattered my dreams.

He probably hates me now, after that encounter with me calling him Andy-Pandy. I always dream of calling him that, once he was min- Never mind. It's not like I'm bisexual! Girls are my religion.. Right? Right? Who am I kidding? I'm bisexual and I'm in love with Andrew Dennis Biersack.

Anyway, his beautiful blue eyes stared hard into my brown eyes, causing a shiver of pleasure -to finally have his attention- to run through my body.

"Ashley, just open the Goddamn trunk, will you?!" He shouted. I looked down and fumbled with it, soon opening it to reveal my suitcase. He piled his in and I slammed it shut before climbing into the driver's seat. Andy got into the passenger seat, obviously.

Most of the drive to our meeting spot was in silence..

"Hey, Ash, what's wrong?" Andy asked, looking over at me.

"N-nothing." I stuttered. Was I crying? I wiped my cheeks. Yep. I was.

"Something... What is it? Maybe I can help?" He was obviously worried.

I shook my head. "Y-you wouldn't u-understand." More tears fell from my eyes.

"Pull over, Ash. Please." He was searching my face for clues. We were on the highway so on the next stop, I pulled over and Andy got out, walked 'round to my side and opened the door.

"Come here." Andy motioned for me to hug him. I did. I started to shake and cry even more. I clung to the man I love, even though he was the reason for my tears. He whispered soothing words into my ear. "It'll be alright.. I'm here.. Ash, we should get a room at the hotel and talk, we still have 5 hours to get to the bus, and it's only half an hour away."

I nodded and let go of him. Andy got up, grabbed my hand and pulled me up off my seat. Quickly I shut the car and we walked up to the hotel.

"Can we have a room please? We're not staying the night, we only need it for a few hours." Andy said. The receptionist looked us up and down and nodded.

"Room 369, here's the key." She handed it over and we walked over to the lift.

"I-I'm s-s-sorry A-Andy.." I managed to whisper.

"Shh, there's nothing to be sorry for, don't worry, I can help you with whatever you need, you're my best friend." He tried to calm me down, but hearing that I'm just his friend made me cry slightly more. I can't tell him I'm in love with him! He'll hate me.

Once we got to the room, Andy shut the door and sat down on the bed, pulling me down beside him.

"Now tell me, wha-" His phone rang. Andy looked at the name, then at me. I nodded; he walked into the bathroom and locked the door. From parts of the conversation that I heard, I figured that it was probably that girl that Andy slept with on our last tour, I guessed that they were together or something. Great. I pulled out a razor from my pocket and sobbed quietly. I can't take this.. I pulled my sleeve up and took my wristbands off, pressing the blade to my wrist, which was already covered in dark red scars and deep cuts. Moving the blade didn't hurt as much as the thought of my love with someone else. The razor drew blood which dripped from my wrist and onto my black skinny jeans. I pressed the blade to my wrist again, this time opening up an old cut.. My tears mixed with my blood. Just as I was about to put the blade to my skin again, I heard a 'click' and the bathroom door opened.

"Sorry about th- Ashley Purdy what the fuck do you think you're doing?!" He yelled when he saw what I was doing. I tried my best to hide my wrist and shove my bracelets back on but it was no use. He dropped his phone and rushed towards me, taking the razor from my hands.

"Ashley! Why would you do that to yourself!" Andy screamed. Tears were forming in his eyes, threatening to escape. He grabbed my wrist, hard. I yelped in pain and squeezed my eyes shut. "I'm s-sorry." He said and loosened his grip, taking my bracelets off again to reveal cut up, bloody skin.

By now we were both crying. I kept muttering words of sorrow through my tears. When we had both calmed a little, Andy spoke.

"Ashley... Please tell me, why did you do that?" He asked.

"I.. I... It stops the p-pain." I breathed.

"What pain? Ash? What's wrong, seriously, I can help." Andy got up from kneeling before me and sat next to me, looking into my eyes.

"I.. It... You- you wouldn't understand." I managed to say before bursting into tears again. Andy wrapped his hands around me and hugged me tightly.

"Listen Ashley. You can tell me anything. You're my best friend! It hurts to see you like this..."

"I... Well, I'm in love. And I know I don't have a chance with them." I managed to whisper into his chest.

"Ashley! Of course you have a chance! Every girl loves you!" He put his hands on my shoulders and smiled. I just cried more.

"That's the thing though, I'm in love with a man." I choked out.

"Man or woman, I'm sure he likes you back, you're a great guy, anyone would be lucky to have you." Andy hugged me again. "Now tell me, who's the lucky guy?" He smiled.

"I.. I don't want to say. Y-you'll hate me."

"Don't say that, I could never hate you!" He had tears in his eyes. I didn't mean to hurt him, I just couldn't tell him. Alright, I'll do it.

"I-it's you." He looked shocked when I told him, and before he could say anything I interrupted. "I-I'm so sorry! I know you probably hate me now, I shouldn't have said that. I'm so s-sorry! You're straight anyway. What am I saying? I'm sorry Andy..." I got up and was about to run out of the door when a firm hand grabbed my arm and spun me around.

"Ashley, I wasn't expecting that... I could never hate you. I... I'm not straight, but I'm sorry. I... I like someone else. I'm so sorry." We were both in tears again. I was against a wall so I slid down, pulled my knees up to my chin, put my head in my hands and cried. Andy kept repeating that he's sorry. What did it matter? I knew I had no chance with him. God, why am I such an idiot?!

I looked around, trying to locate my razor. He noticed and ran up to me, pulling me up before crashing his lips to mine. I froze, then instantly kissed back. His soft lips felt like heaven against mine. Andy gently licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I gladly granted. Our tongues explored each others' mouths, mapping out every millimeter. They battled for dominance, but soon danced around in unison. He bit my bottom lip softly, drawing a tiny amount of blood. He then pulled away, only a thin string of saliva connecting us for a short moment.

"I'm sorry." Andy whispered.

"Don't be. I always dreamed of that." I blushed. "Now tell me, Who do you love?"

"It's Jinxx..." Andy looked down, clearly blushing.

"Oh." Was all I could manage. A simple 'Oh.'

"Well, I know I'll never get him... He has all those girls running after him." Now Andy was the one crying.

"It's alright, I'm sure you have a great chance with him." I wanted to add 'More chance of being with him than I have to be with you.' but that might have upset him more.

"Ash?"

"Yeah, Andy?"

"What would you say to us being friends with benefits...?" He looked down, slightly smirking. I giggled.

"I wouldn't say no to such a great offer." He chuckled and pinned me against the wall, pressing his lips to mine. His hands traveled down, towards the edge of my shirt. He slid his hands under and played with my nipples. I moaned softly into his mouth.

"Are you sure you want this, Ash?" Andy asked.

"I haven't been more sure about anything in my life. I would prefer to be friends with benefits rather than just friends. Are you sure you want to do this?" I whispered the last part in hopes that he didn't hear me. "I love you.."

He smirked and licked my lips. He obviously heard what I said. "Yep." He pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor, connecting our lips once again. Then he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed, before climbing on top of me. He kissed my neck and bit down, gently at first but gaining confidence with my every moan. He moved down and started to bite and suck my nipples, while I took his shirt off. I arched my back as he moved down lower, undoing my belt and removing my pants. I felt a lot of my blood travel south. Andy took my underwear off with his teeth. Damn, he was so sexy! He stroked my hard member. Then he looked up at me, that horny grin exciting me, before sucking the head of my dick. Gasps, moans and groans filled the room.

Andy stopped and his warm mouth traveled back up to kiss me.

"Stop teasing and just fuck me already." I muttered glancing away as he bit my stomach.

"I know you're enjoying this... Let me tease your sexy body some more." He hummed as he slid his hands over my chest, stomach and thighs. I blushed. Hard. He was right, I was enjoying it more than anything, I never wanted this to end. Maybe I could make him love me..

Andy's mouth moved back onto my throbbing erection. He took it into his mouth, whole.

"Heh, I never thought that you were such a slut." I teased and laughed when he pulled a sad face. He then put two fingers to my mouth, motioning for me to suck them. I did as I was told. He then got up and took his remaining clothes off, throwing them on the floor.

"Ash, have you ever been bottom?" Andy questioned. I shook my head, his fingers still in my mouth. "Well now's your chance." He grinned as he took them out of my mouth and thrust one into my ass. I gasped as pain shot through my body, shaking me slightly. Once I relaxed a little, he added another finger, gently stretching me out, preparing me for something much bigger. He thrust his fingers in and out, now hitting my prostate with every move. I screamed with pleasure and arched my back. This was the best day ever; my love fucking me, going on tour again, first kiss with my love... And the list goes on.

Suddenly his fingers were gone and I whined. "A-Andy... M-more.. I want m-more."

"Shh, you're getting more." He chuckled and pushed his dick into me. Tears welled in my eyes. He didn't move for a while, waiting for me to adjust. When he moved, pain, joy and pleasure filled my mind. Then he hit my sweet spot again. I saw white. Such pleasure...

"An-dy-y.. A-Andy..." I moaned his name. I was close, very close, and I could tell that he was too. He thrust hard into me a few more times and came. The feeling of his cum filling my ass was overwhelming. A few moments later I also came, my fluid spilling over our bare chests. I sighed as I knew that this pleasure would soon be over, Andy would want to get back to thinking about 'his Jinxx' and I'd be left thinking about how amazing Andy was, in every way...

He smirked at me, got up and came back with a towel, cleaning himself, then me, off. We got dressed, cleaned up the room and headed back to my car. On the journey to our meeting point, we were both sitting in silence, but smiling.

If this is what he wants, then I'll go along with it.