I woke up to find that I was being carried up the stairs. I looked up to see who it was who was holding me, and when I saw that Andy was looking right back at me, my heart stopped.

"Hey," he said, and smiled when I opened my mouth to say 'hi' back, but nothing came out. He laughed and squeezed my shoulder slightly as he reached the top of the stairs. He carried on walking.

"Um, Andy?" I said. "I think I can manage to walk to my... I mean Ash's room," I said, surprised that he didn't put me down at the top of the stairs.

"I know you can," he said. "I just want to spend some time with you." He blushed slightly as he took a deep breath. "I mean, you seem really cool and I wanna get to know you... if that's ok with you of course?" He said as we reached a room at the end of the hall way. I smiled as he put me down to stand on the floor, his hands running down my arms and stopping at my own hands.

"Yea that's fine with me," I said as he squeezed my hands before letting them go.

"Great," he opened the door to a large room with the layout the same as Ash's. "Well come in," he said walking into his room. The door slowly closed behind him. I stood there, thoughts racing through my mind. What was I doing? I came to see Amanda, and ended up failing at surfing, then found myself in Ashley Purdy's house, and now Andy Biersack was inviting me into his room? What was I doing? I turned to go, to run away. I got halfway down the stair case when I found a hand grab my arm. I whirled round to see who it was.

"And where do you think you're going, surfer girl?" CC said, a playful smile playing on his lips. But his smile slowly faded when he saw that here were tears staining my cheeks. I quickly wiped them away with the back of hand, but it was too late. CC had seen me crying, and now he wanted to know why.

"I don't know," I said, my voice cracking slightly as CC sat down on the stair next to me. I tried to hold it together, but I could feel the sobs building up as I tried to swallow back the tears. "I just, I don't know... You guys are like gods to me and now I'm here, and I just freaked, you know? I don't know how to explain it, I just..." I started to cry. I had no idea how to explain how I felt. CC put his arm round me in the way that an older brother would do to comfort his sister.

"Noelle, its ok. I get what you mean. But seriously, we all love you! You wouldn't still be here if we didn't. And you know what?"

"What?"

"Andy adores you. And so does Ash. Which I guess may cause problems... But I love you. I see you as a little sister, and I want you to know that no matter what you're going through, no matter how much you want to escape from it all..."

"I want you to know that I love you. And I'm here for you," Andy cut in from behind CC, his voice strong and sure. CC looked at me and smiled, before hugging me.

"Go get him," he whispered in my ear, before he let go and ran back upstairs. I brought my knees up to my chest, and hung my head forward, hoping that Andy wouldn't be able to see my tears as he sat next to me.

"Noelle?" He said. I didn't reply. "Noelle, I know how much you're hurting," he whispered, brushing me hair away from in front of my face. "And I know that these tears are shed out of frustration and fear and anger, but I want you to know that I'm here. And I really like you. Like REALLY like you," He said, touching the tears that were escaping from my eyes and rolling down my face.

"Really?" I croaked.

"Yea, really. I mean come on, have you seen how hot my mom is?" He laughed. I looked at him and we both cracked up. After minutes of laughing, Andy grabbed my hand and led me back to his room.

"Andy, I want you to know that as much as I like you, I'm not sure that I want to, you know, act on it, if you get what I mean," I said, the waves of doubt washing over me again.

"I know, I don't know what you thought I was planning on doing," he laughed, before slipping his arms around my waist and pulling me into him. I rested my head against his chest, and I could hear the beating of his heart. He kissed my forehead before announcing that 'Purdy had stolen his bed back'. And as much as I wanted to check to see if he had re-claimed his bed, I climbed into his bed.

"Night night Andy," I said and turned over so my back was to him.

"Night, Noelle," he replied, before switching off the lamp, draping his arms over my waist and resting his forehead against my shoulder.