Chapter 2 It Is Real
I tell the boys to get a drink and where the stuff is but Andy doesn't get up to get one, so I get one for myself. Once we all have a drink apart from Andy, we sit back down and no one talks. Andy sits there, staring. Just staring at me. Then he blinks and snaps out of his day dream in a quick realisation of what he was doing.
"Oh shit, pinch me. This is not a dream is it. Andy fucking Biersack, Christian fucking Coma, Ashley fucking Purrdy, fucking Jinxx and Jake fucking Pitts are siting in my house! FUCK!" I drop my cup and glass goes everywhere .
"Umm are you ok Angel?" Andy asks.
"Yes just realised this was not a dream and I'm having a small fan girl moment." I say trying to calm myself down.
I stand up and try to walk to the kitchen without glass in my foot, but I find myself looking like a drunk idiot tying to get out of a maze. After about one minute Andy walks over and picks me up like a child. He carries my to the kitchen because he had shoes and I didn't.
"I thought you looked like you needed help." He smiles and he puts me down.
"Yeah thanks." We both just look into each others eye. Until Jake makes a comment.
"Hey you too!" Jake says waving his arms around.