"Hey, Salt Lake City! Guess what we're about to do?" I screamed out to the audience. They yelled what in unison, "We are about to make this the single best night of your life!" Cue very loud screaming. Just then, I saw this huge sign in the back, and it said 'Tidal, will you go out with me?'
"I'm sorry, guys in the back, but I have a boyfriend. If I didn't then I would go on a date with you, but sorry. Okay, so our first song is about a road we have all walked; an avenue that is something that you never want to walk again; this is a song about the Boulevard of Broken Dreams!" We started the song, and halfway through it I saw some people crying, and that just made me sad.
After the song was over, I said, "Hey, during the song, I saw some of you crying, but please don't. I hate it when you guys cry. Okay, now for a happy song. Who's ready to go on Holiday?" We went through that song with no crying.
"Okay, you guys are officially the best people in the world you know that? For this next song, I want you guys to sing along, and jump everywhere you can. Now, I want you guys to help me start a Riot!" At the end of the song Mor came up to me and asked for the mic; I handed it to her, wondering what she was doing.
"You guys just witnessed Tidal doing the dying howler monkey," The band started laughing, "The dying howler monkey is a rock move where you open your mouth really wide, and yell or scream, or whatever your thing is." She handed me the mic again.
"Only you would say that in the middle of a concert. But, yeah, in rock you can always get by with knowing just two moves: head-banging and the dying howler monkey. This next song is about not letting anything hold you back, no matter what happens. This is a song we like to call Seven Nation Army." That song always got a good reaction. Quite frequently, I looked over at the side stage and saw the guys looking on at us.
"You guys are awesome! This is our last song, but it's not actually our song. This is BVB's song, Never Give In. You see, Andy suggested that we do a song swap-up. We got Never Give In and they're doing one of our songs, so enjoy it. I don't think that I've ever seen this done, so... Oh, and we learned this song in two days, so forgive us if it sucks." They actually really enjoyed it.
"Well, thanks you guys. You've been awesome, but up next is a super awesome band, known as the Black Veil Brides!" We threw some stuff offstage as we always do, got a round of applause, and left stage.
"You guys were positively amazing! You killed Never Give In. Tidal, you probably sing it better than Andy." CC said.
"Thanks, man. But, yeah, you were awesome. And, by the way, you guys are my favorite band." Andy said, taking hold of my hands.
"You're kinda biased, you know that, right?" He shook his head, laughing.
"I am not at all biased. You guys are awesome, and if you guys sucked I would tell you." I noticed that everyone else had scattered.
"Well, thanks so much. Are you excited to kill The Diary Of Jane?" By then I was leaning against the wall, and Andy was in front of me.
"You bet I am."
"Awesome, you guys are going to be great!" I exclaimed.
"We've gotta at least try. We're probably not going to live up to your awesomeness, but we'll do our best." I blushed.
"You guys are going to be great, I can tell you that." We smiled.
"You have a really pretty smile." He smiled a lopsided smile, smirk type thing, and started tracing my lips.
"Thanks, but you wanna know who has a prettier smile?... You." He leaned down to place his forehead on mine.
"You're such a bad liar." We were so quiet then, I was surprised he even heard me.
"I know, but I was actually telling the truth." We looked at each other for a couple of seconds in the now empty hallway.
He leaned down, and pressed his lips very softly to mine. Cliche, right? Don't think differently, it's nothing but the truth. His lips were soft, and they tasted like smoke, which he obviously tried to cover up with Ash's bubblemint gum. His lip ring actually felt warm, and it wasn't as awkward as you would think it would be.
"Hey, get a room!" Sam, our tour manager, and Ronny said, walking past us. Andy and I seperated, just staring at them.
"Weirdo, stalker people!" I yelled after them. As soon as the words left my mouth we bust out laughing.
"Yo, Andy, come on! We've gotta do sound check." Ash said from the stage.
"Coming! See you later." He kissed me one more time, and then ran off toward stage.
After the show, I had an interview with Bryan Stars. Sierra, the lead singer of VersaEmerge, and I were doing a joint interview, so I thought that it would be very interesting.
"Hello, Salt Lake City! We are the Black Veil Brides from Hollywood, California!" I looked onto stage to see Andy and the rest of the guys at their various posts, doing their thing. The rest of the concert went by pretty fast.
The concert ended, we did a meet and greet, and then me and Andy seperated, so me and Sierra, the lead singer of VersaEmerge could head to the back door to go outside to do our interview. Did I mention that this was at like five o'clock on a Saturday?
"Why are you so smiley, huh?" Sierra asked as we were approaching Bryan Stars, our interviewer.
"I'll tell you later." I said. She nodded.
"Hey, guys, you ready to do this?" Bryan asked as we finally reached him. We nodded, now standing on either side of him. He signaled for the camera to start.
"Hey, everybody, I'm Bryan Stars, and I am here with Tidal of My Pain Of Heart and Sierra Kusterbeck of VersaEmerge. How you guys doing?"
"We're doing pretty good, how are you?" Sierra replied.
"I'm doing great. Okay, so our first question is for Tidal. If your album was a person, what would it look like?" I paused, considering it.
"Um, it would be a girl, obviously. She would have multi-colored hair, blue eyes, skinny, kinda short. We've actually discussed this before." We laughed.
"Okay, that's cool. Okay, so, Sierra, is Tidal your best friend?" She nodded.
"I would say so. She's one of my best friends, she's like my sister. Isn't that right, sis?"
"Yup. The way we decided that we were going to be friends is actually an interesting story. So, we were in Tennessee, my homestate. So, we were in Nashville and our bands decided that we wanted to get to know each other, so we went to some Italian restraunt. Well, me and Sierra were the first ones to get there, so we walked in the restraunt together after freaking out over how much we loved each other's music. When we walked in some fifty year old guy started laughing really loud, and his wife or whatever told him to stop laughing because we were just some mother's heartbreak." I pointed to Sierra to finish the story.
"So, we went up to them, and we were like 'As a matter of fact, our mother's are very proud of us. You wanna know why? Because, we are the lead singers of some kick-butt bands, and we're about to go on tour, so when our bands take over the world, we're gonna thank your sorry butt for giving us the incentive to do it', and then we stood on a couple of the chairs, and asked the restraunt if they thought that it was okay to laugh at us because of the way that we dressed, and they said no, and from that point on we were best friends."
"That's a great story. Tidal, who are your best friends?"
"Well, the band, obviously, me and Jinxx's girlfriend, Sammi, are pretty good friends, Sandra, BVB's old drummer, BVB, Sierra, Jamie, one of our friends from back home. I have lots of friends." He nodded.
"Sierra, what about you?"
"Well, our band, MPOH, and a couple of others." Again, he nodded.
"So, Tidal, what is the number one reason people should listen to My Pain Of Heart?"
"Well, for one, we are awesome. We're girls, is another. And, we are just about one of the most kick-butt girl groups you will ever listen to." We were laughing.
"Yeah, you are all girls. I mean when you picture punk groups, you think of guys, but you girls are hardcore punk rockers." We nodded.
"Yeah, we joke around, and say that we're the girl counterparts of Black Veil Brides. If you think about it, we kinda are."
"Yeah, in your look, message, music, and everything you guys are almost exactly alike. And, as far as I can tell, your personalities match up, too. Okay, so we have some fan questions here. MPOHVEfan wants to know, in your own words, what the definition of smexy is, and if you guys think that you could be considered smexy." We just busted out laughing.
"Um, okay, weird question. Um, I've been told many variations of the word, but the two that stuck out were smart and sexy, or sexy musician. So, I've been called smart before, and I am a musician. I don't know exactly how sexy I would be considered-" I said, but got interrupted.
"Oh, you are very sexy!" Some guys from the stage crew said as they were walking past.
"Thank you!" I replied as Andy appeared behind the camera man.
"That's my girlfriend, I reserve the right to call her sexy." He said jokingly.
"Aw, look who's getting jealous!" Sierra said in a baby voice.
"Shut it, Sierra! Bye, peoples!" He said, walking over in the general direction of the buses.
"I don't know, I guess I could be, but it really depends on who you ask." She stated.
"Good, good. Okay, so are you enjoying the tour so far?"
"It's great, I'm loving it. Made lots of new friends, get to meet the fans, it's awesome." Sierra said.
"Same for me. I love touring, it's one of my favorite things to do. On a scale of one to ten it would probably be a ten. You know, if I get overly enthusiastic who cares?" I said, shrugging.
"Cool. Okay, so what is one thing you want to accomplish in life?" Bryan asked.
"I want to take over the world. I want my band to become so big, that we will work our way into every facet of your life, so it'll be impossible to ignore us. We're going to be everywhere." We laughed.
"Okay, Sierra, what about you?" She thought for a moment.
"Probably the same thing that Tidal said." We nodded.
"Okay, so you guys are a twosome, so if I wanted to become the third best friend in your group, what would I have to do?" We paused.
"Um, I don't know if you would be able to penetrate our... sacred, best friend bond. I mean, we told a guy off together, we have movie marathons like all the time. But, I would say, you would probably have to make your hair darker, for one. You would probably have to get a bunch of shoes, we love shoes. Um, let's see... Sierra, can you think of anything else?"
"Um, you would have to be the lead singer of a band. That's something we love being. We drink orange juice every morning together, because it helps our voices. And, you would have to be a girl. Um, I really can't think of anything else." We nodded.
"Okay, so you love shoes. Do you, like, go shoe shopping together?" We started laughing.
"Yeah, when we have free time, we go shoe shopping all the time. We look at shoes all the time online. Our favorite shoes to get together are boots. I get a bunch of Converse, high tops, but really Sierra is the one who's obssessed with boots." She nodded.
"Cool, so Tidal, if you and Andy ever get married, will you wear a black veil?" I mulled it over for a minute.
"I don't know, maybe. You know, I haven't thought about this, we've only been going out for a couple of days, but if we ever did get married, I would probably get a black dress, and a black veil. I wouldn't tell him about it, it would be a surprise."
"So, he wouldn't come with you to pick out a wedding dress?"
"No, he wouldn't. I'm not superstitous or anything, but I've always liked the superstitions of weddings. Not seeing the bride twenty-four hours before the wedding, not letting the groom see the dress, something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. All that stuff, you know?" He nodded.
"Who would be the Maid of Honor at both of your weddings?"
"Sierra." I said immediately.
"Tidal." She said. "I can just picture your wedding speech. 'Sierra is my best friend, so when she met this loser I thoroughly interrogated him, and deemed him almost worthy to go out with her. Here's to the happy couple!'" She said, pretending to hold up a wine glass.
"I can picture your's. 'Tidal, I love you and all, so know that if this jerk ever hurts you, I will be there with various devices of torture and a body bag. Have a happy marriage, and I want a goddaughter soon!'" I said copying her hand motions. We doubled over in laughter.
"Okay, so what would the biggest misconception about your bands be?" We, again, thought.
"That I am a jerk." Sierra said.
"I don't know. Probably that we're on drugs. We get asked that a lot, but we're not, nor have we ever been. We are very much against drugs, for the record. And, even though they're my best friends, if any of them were on drugs, I would send them to rehab, and not allow them to come back until they were completely over it, and I'm sure that they would do the same about me." They nodded.
"Sierra's just over here giving little short answers, and you're giving really long answers." Bryan pointed out as we laughed, nodding.
"Yeah, I tend to over-explain a little bit." I scratched the back of my head again.
"So, who has the hottest dad?" He asked.
"I don't think I've ever met your dad." I said. She clasped her hands behind her back.
"Well, your dad is pretty good-looking, I'm not going to lie, but I've been told several times that my dad was hot, so I might actually be the one." She said, smiling largely. We laughed a little bit.
"What was your favorite pickup line that has ever been used on you?" He asked, looking down at his paper.
"Somebody asked me if I was from Tennessee, because I was the only ten he saw. I waited for a second, and then said, 'Yeah, I am. How'd you know?' And, that just left him a little bit speechless." I said, laughing.
"What's the funniest thing that's ever happened on tour to you guys?" We shrugged.
"Um, probably a couple of guys putting signs on their backs, asking me out. That actually happened to Tidal today." Sierra stated, pointing at me.
"Yeah, it did. Um, we were in Wichita, and, as you probably know, in one of our singles, Seven Nation Army, it says I'm going to Wichita. Anyways, when I sang that lyric, a bunch of people held up a sign that said that they were going to keep us there. It was really weird." By the end we were laughing.
"That's great. Okay, so if you ever had kids, what do you think that they would think when they look back and see what you guys are doing? Like, what would they think about the music, and the look, and everything?"
"Um, I don't really know. I guess that I would want my kids to be proud of their mom. I wanna be a mom someday, I just hope that they would look back, and say, 'Mom, I can't believe that you actually did this stuff, you guys are awesome', or something like that. It would be amazing to have them do that." You can probably guess that that was me.
"Probably the same as Tidal, again. They can have their own opinion of me and the band, but I would really love it if they like us."
"You guys are really cool. Would you want your kids to follow in your footsteps?"
"I think that it would be really cool if they did. It would be awesome to have my kid watch me perform, and then look up and say that they wanna be just like me. But, you know, if they wanted to be a doctor, lawyer, writer, business owner, or anything like that, I would completely support them, one-hundred percent, because, I didn't have the complete support of my parents, they didn't like the way that I wanted to look, but they supported the band. My parents are great, but I would've been a lot happier if they wouldn't have complained about the way that I was dressing." He nodded.
"Okay, so if you were a porn star what would your name be?" I mulled it over for a minute.
"Tidal Wave. My name would be Tidal Wave." I said with a laugh.
"Sierra Mist." We doubled over in laughter again.
"Okay, so Tidal, nobody knows what your real name is. Would you care to share with us what your name is?" He asked curiously.
"My family, the band, Jamie, and Sierra know what my real name is. No, I hate my real name, so nobody will know what my real name is anytime soon." I stated matter of factly. He nodded in understanding.
"Well, that was our last question. It was nice to have you guys, thanks for coming out. Say goodbye to the audience." Sierra and I got beside each other and put our arms around each other and looked straight at the camera.
"Thanks for watching guys, we love you all. Signing off, I'm Tidal of My Pain Of Heart-"
"And, I'm Sierra Kusterbeck of VersaEmerge-"
"And, you have been watching Brayn Stars Interviews! Love you guys!" We exclaimed waving at the camera.
"Thanks for coming guys, that was a really great interview. We should do it again soon." Bryan said as we all exchanged our goodbyes. Sierra and I walked onto my band's tour bus, but it was empty.
"Hey, I wanna make a Vlog. Oh, and the reason I was so smiley was because me and Andy kissed!" I exclaimed with a huge smile on my face.
"Shut up! And, yeah, we can do a Vlog." I brought out my camera and turned it on, pressing play.
"Hey, guys, it's me Tidal, here with Sierra of VersaEmerge. We wanna update on some things. We just played our Salt Lake City show, which was awesome. My song is coming along like crap. I just can't come up with the inspiration to write a really good song. I've never written one by myself." I sighed.
"I'm sure it's not that bad." Sierra said. In response, I pulled out my notebook and showed her the song. "Ooooh, that sucks." I nodded, and threw the notebook across the room.
"Okay, some other stuff. This really doesn't have anything to do with anything, but today before the concert, Andy Biersack and Matt Good walked backstage where we were all hanging out, and they started randomly singing that song I'm Too Sexy. And, then, I said 'I know you guys think that you're sexy, but stop singing that song, it's annoying', and then Andy said, 'We don't think, we know, and you know it, too'. And, they were doing this little walk thing, and then Matt just yelled seagulls." I said, laughing.
"We asked why they were singing it, so they grabbed Tidal's iPod, pulled up YouTube, and went to a Bryan Stars interview that they had and showed it to us. It was one of the funniest things I have ever seen." Sierra said, laughing too. It was kind of hard not to.
"Yeah. So, our next stop on tour is in Portland, Oregon. Oh, and Sierra and I have plans to go shoe-shopping tomorrow. And, then we're just going regular shopping. We do this on a regular basis." I said, chuckling.
"Yeah, I'm going to convince Tidal to finally eat a pickle." Sierra said laughing.
"And, she's not going to succeed." I said in response.
"Yeah, I will. I always win." I shook my head.
"The last time I ate a pickle I threw up. And, if by some remote chance that you do manage to convince me, I will make sure that I throw up on you." I made a couple of gagging noises, and then pretended to throw up all over her.
"You could so be an actress." She said unfazed.
"Why, thank you. We should do a movie type thing." I suggested.
"Oh, we should do a webshow! That would be awesome." Sierra said in reply to my movie idea.
"Yeah, we really should. Sierra has a bunk on our bus." I just randomly blurted out.
"Uh huh. I sleep here on a regular basis. When I do, we have movie marathons. Sometimes we watch horror, sometimes, comedy, and sometimes others. And, then we eat our body weight in junk food." She said chuckling.
"Yeah. That's the reason we have to replace our food so often. In case you're wondering what the guys do when she's over here, they go out. As a matter of fact, they go out every night. Sometimes we go with them. Well, Sierra, do you have anything else to say?" I inquired turning to look at her.
"Not really." She replied.
"Well, goodbye. Love you guys." We waved, and I turned the camera off. I uploaded it onto YouTube.
"So, what do you want to do?" I asked, leaning back into the couch.
"We could go out and get something to eat. I'm starved." She suggested.
"Well, what are we waiting for? I'm starved too!" I said, grabbing my backpack. She followed my example. We walked outside. "I'm going to see if the guys want to come." I said, in seeing them over by the BVB bus. I walked over to them.
"Sup, guys? Sierra and I are going to eat, you want to come?" I asked.
"Nah. We just had a rather large snack. We'll see you later." Ronny said. I nodded and waved goodbye. I walked back to Sierra.
"Not coming?" She inquired. I shook my head no. We started walking toward the city. We didn't know where anything was, so we just randomly wandered.
"Hey, can we eat there?" She asked, pointing to a Mexican restraunt that read 'Jose's'.
"Hades yeah, we can!" I yelled. In case you're wondering, Hades is the Greek god of the Underworld. We walked inside, and waited to get a table.
"How many?" The waiter asked.
"Two." I replied. The guy grabbed two menus, and led us to a booth in the back of the restraunt.
The place was small, not very busy, and and just about everything in the place was brown or red. It was pretty inviting.
A girl about our age walked over, and sat down a bowl of chips and salsa, "Hi, my name is Marie, and I'll be your server. What can I get you to drink?" She asked.
"Sprite." Sierra said absentmindedly, and looking over her menu. Marie wrote it down, and turned to me.
"Dr. Pepper please." I said opening my menu. I didn't even know why I did, because I already knew what I wanted. Instead I turned to the desserts.
"You know, I have never figured out how you would fry ice cream." I said as I saw it on the menu.
"I don't know either. I want to get a cheese enchilada." She said, putting her menu to the side.
"I'm getting a cheese quesadilla." I replied, picking up a tortilla chip, and popping it in my mouth. She laughed a little bit.
"You always get the same thing! Do you have an aversion to change?" She asked, taking a chip and dipping it in salsa.
"Nooo. Sometimes I like change." I said, drawing out the o.
"Of course. So, what was your kiss like?" She asked, taking another chip.
"Absolutely wonderful." I said in a dreamy-like voice.
"Come on, I need details!" She exclaimed, throwing a chip at me, pretending to be angry.
"Okay then. His lips were soft, his lip ring was warm, his lips tasted like cigarette smoke which he obviously tried to cover up with bubblegum, and I was kind of afraid I was going to mess up his warpaint." I finished up, nodding my head.
"That sounds awesome. As soon as we find me a boyfriend we can double date." She said wistfully.
"Do you want me to play matchmaker for you?" I asked with a laugh.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no. You remember the last time you played matchmaker for me?" She asked. That was not a good Fourth of July.
"How was I to know that he was pre-maturely bald? His hair looked really real." I said indignantly.
"Anyways, I think I can handle my dating situation on my own. Hey, those guys are staring at you." She said, nodding to two guys at a table across the restraunt. One had platinum blonde hair, the other had black.
They were both heavily tattooed, and had leather jackets on the seats beside them, and pants almost as tight as Andy's.
"One of them's staring at you." I said, gesturing to the black haired one. They didn't even look away. Eventually, they turned back to each other and started talking.
"They're cute. Too bad we won't be here longer." She said.
"Well, maybe you should get a boyfriend who's on tour with us. It worked for me." I stated, eating another chip.
"Yeah, it did work for you, didn't it? I don't know." She said. Right then, the waitress came back with our drinks. I took a big gulp out of mine. We gave her our orders, and she walked away.
"Thirsty there?" She asked, laughing.
"Just a little bit." I said sarcastically.
"Hey, what're your names?" We heard from beside us. We turned and saw the two guys from across the restraunt.
"Hey, I'm Sierra and this is Tidal. And, who, pray tell, are you?" She asked, copying the Catepillar from Alice In Wonderland. We had watched it the night before.
"I'm Jack and this is Eric." The platinum blonde one said.
"Nice to meet you." I said politely.
"You guys from around here?" Eric asked.
"No, I'm from Florida, and she's from Tennessee." She said, eating another chip after dipping it in salsa.
"Cool, so how long are you two going to be here?" Jack asked.
"We have to leave tomorrow night. We're going to Portland, Oregon." I replied. They developed disappointed looks.
"Well, why do you have to leave so soon?" Jack asked with a disappointed tone of voice.
"Our bands are on tour, so we're on the road a lot." Sierra stated. That certainly perked their interest.
"Really? What bands are you in, maybe we've heard of them?" Eric asked.
"I'm the lead singer of My Pain Of Heart, and she's the lead singer of VersaEmerge." I said, pointing my new chip at Sierra before eating it.
"I think I've heard them somewhere. Well, would you like us to show you two a night on the town?" Jack asked. How cheesy can you get?
"Sorry, but I have a boyfriend. He's on tour with us, too." I said that with a smile on my face. I would never get tired of saying 'my boyfriend'.
"Oh, well, we could go as friends." Jack suggested. I looked to Sierra, and she looked like she was mulling it over.
"No, we're going to have a girl's night tonight, but thanks for the offer." She said with finality. They nodded and walked away looking very sad.
"I wasn't aware of a girl's night." I said with a laugh.
"Oh, well, we're having a girl's night. We're going to eat our body weight in junk food, browse for shoes online, and watch movies. And, I need to interrogate Andy." She said, resulting in a laugh from me.
"Just don't hurt him." I said. The waitress came back with our food. I took a bite of my quesadilla, and pretty soon after that we left. We seperated at the tour buses, deciding that she would come over later.
"Did you enjoy your dinner?" Andy asked from behind me.
"How did you know where we went?" I asked curiously, taking his hand.
"Ronny told me." He intertwined our fingers.
"I see. We went to a Mexican restraunt and it was very enjoyable. Two guys asked to take me and Sierra out tonight." I said casually. I could feel him tighten his hand around mine.
"And, what do you two say?" He asked, looking over at me.
"Oh, they're taking us clubbing tonight." I said, still non-chalantly. He looked over at me incredulously. I laughed.
"I'm just kidding. When they asked, I told them that I had a boyfriend who was on tour with us, and Sierra said no. Don't worry your pretty little head." I said, patting his cheek with my free hand.
"Well, thank you. I believe we were interrupted earlier." He said. I looked over at him quizically. We were almost to my bus.
"Doing...?" I asked, a little confused. He pushed me up against the bus, and kissed me hard. I kissed back, tangling my hands in his hair. He gripped the back of my neck, and after about a minute or so, he pulled away.
"That." He said, a little breathlessly. I nodded, breathless myself, and remembered that Sierra wanted to interrogate him.
"Just a heads up, but Sierra wants to interrogate you." I said once I regained a little of my breath.
"I suspected that from somebody." I laughed, and nodded, running my hands through his hair.
"How do you keep your hair so soft? Seriously, it's like feathers!" I exclaimed while he chuckled.
"I don't know, but your hair is pretty soft itself." He said, running his hands through my hair.
"I still have a couple of hours before Sierra comes over for girl's night. What do you wanna do?" I asked while he thought it over.
"I don't know. How about a movie?" He suggested. I nodded, and grabbed his hand, leading him onto the bus. It was empty, as I expected. Even thought it was about seven, the guys were probably already out.
I very rarely went with the guys when they went clubbing, mostly because Kailee almost always ends up throwing up on me. It isn't pleasant. We walked to the couch which was in front of the TV, and I sat Andy down beside me. I grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. After flipping through all of the movie channels and us deciding that there was nothing good, we turned to OnDemand. I went to the movies section, free movies first, and went to horror.
"What about The Cottage? It looks pretty good." Andy suggested when I picked it, and read off the summary.
"Sure." I pressed play, and there was a commercial for Comic Con before the actual movie. One hour and thirty-four minutes later, the movie cut off.
"That movie sucked." Andy said.
"I don't know, I kind of liked it." I said, and Andy shook his head like he couldn't believe in the possibility that I might've enjoyed the movie.
"Well, what do you want to do now?" He asked, after recovering from his initial shock.
"I don't care, what do you want to do?" I asked, turning to face him. He leaned down, and gave me another kiss. This one was short and sweet, like our first one.
"You are an amazing kisser." He stated, very matter-of-fact like.
"As are you." I said. He turned his back to me, and laid his head in my lap.
"What are you doing?" I asked with a laugh.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" He retorted with a smirk. OnDemand cut off, and turned back to FX which was playing some movie that I had never seen.
"It looks like you're laying your head in my lap for no apparent reason." I said.
"Bingo." I laughed as he took my hand, and brought it to his lips. I giggled, causing him to smile.
"I love your laugh." He stated quietly.
"I hate my laugh. It's just..." I trailed off, and he shook his head again.
"I've noticed that you're very insecure. You really shouldn't be. You're very beautiful, you have a great career ahead of you, you're really smart, you have great friends who love you, and a boyfriend who cares about you..." This time he trailed off. Meanwhile, I was blushing furiously.
"Thanks. You're just about the sweetest person I have ever met, you know that?" I asked quietly. He just brought my hand to his lips again. Then, I remembered that I had fishnet gloves on.
"Is it weird kissing my hand when there's a glove on it?" I asked curiously. He pursed his lips, and shook his head.
"Not really." He kissed my hand again. I leaned down, and kissed him. He gripped the back of my neck again, deepening the kiss. That went on for several minutes before oxygen became necessary. We pulled away, albeit reluctantly, and stared at each other.
"I will never get tired of that." He said, closing his eyes. I traced his jaw-line, and he smiled a little bit.
"You are an amazing boyfriend." His eyes flickered open, and he stared at me a little while before he spoke.
"The only reason I'm an amazing boyfriend is because you're an amazing girlfriend." He said quietly.
"Thanks." I started running my hand through his hair again, and he sighed in content. After a couple of minutes he looked up at me again.
"You know what? Tomorrow, I am going to take you on our first official date. I know that you and Sierra have a shopping trip planned, so we'll go after you get back." I smiled.
"I'm sure that it's going to be great. So, what are we going to do?" I inquired curiously.
"That is for me to know, and for you to find out." He said mysteriously.
"The way I see it, cliches are cliches because they're true in some sense or form." I said in resonse to his major cliche. I heard the door bang open, and I looked up to see Sierra walking through the door.
"I would hate to break up this beautiful moment, but we're about to have a girl's night, so unless you want to witness all of the girlish stuff that we do, I suggest that you get out." She said, walking in front of us, and crossing her arms.
Andy heaved himself up, gave me a goodbye kiss, and left. After he did, Sierra plopped herself down beside me.
"Have I ever told you that you and Andy are, like, soulmates?" She asked, grabbing the remote, and flipping through the channels.
"No, you haven't, but thanks for that. So, what do you want to do first?" I asked.
"I want food. What do you have for us today?" She asked, getting up, and heading to our kitchen area type thing. She opened the fridge, and started rifling through it.
"Let's see. I have a crap-load of ice cream, a bunch of candy, hot chocolate mix, popcorn that we can drench in butter, cookies, more cookies, brownies, and just about every junk food known to man." I said, looking with her. Yeah, we were never without junk food.
"I want all of it." She said hungrily, and we started started getting everything that wouldn't melt out, including a bunch of soda.
"And, guess what I got?" I shrugged, and she pulled something out of her backpack.
"A Walk To Remember, The Last Song, and The Notebook!" She exclaimed, tossing one at me.
"Sweet, Nicholas Sparks marathon!" I replied, and put in A Walk To Remember. By the end of the movie, we had eaten one-thirds of our junk food supply, and were blubbering like little babies.
"It's just so sad!" I exclaimed, wiping my face off. "Put in another one." I commanded Sierra.
She put in The Notebook, and by the end of the movie we had eaten a gallon of ice cream, and you could fill an Olympic sized pool with all the tears we were crying. And, then, we watched The Last Song, and cried some more. It was about one in the morning when we got finished. We turned it back on the regular TV, and turned to face each other, putting our feet in each other's laps.
"I love Nicholas Sparks." Sierra declared, wiping her eyes.
"Yeah, me, too."
"So, what were you and Andy doing?" She asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at her, but replied nontheless.
"We kissed a little more, we watched a movie, and then he laid his head in my lap for no apparent reason, and that's pretty much it." I said. Come to think of it, I had been watching a lot of movies.
"You two are so cute." She stated matter-of-factly.
"He's taking me on our first date tomorrow after we get back from our shopping trip." I said, wondering what we were going to do.
"So, what are you guys going to do?" Ah, the million dollar question.
"Here are his exact words. 'That's for me to know, and for you to find out.'" I said, clearing my throat dramatically.
"Well, that's nice." The conversation went on like that for awhile before the guys came back, and then we talked a little bit, and fell asleep.