Abby POV

I was sitting on the couch in the front lounge when the guys came out of the bunk area, looking like crap. They each were moaning and rubbing their heads.

"What the hell?" I asked, "what the fuck happened to you guys?"

"Drinking," Chad moaned, sitting next to me and laying his head on my shoulder, "drinking and more drinking."

"Not to mention all the PDA," James added, grabbing the bottle of aspirins out of the cabinet above the sink.

"Where the hell did you guys go?" I inquired, trying to make sense of all of this.

"Your gonna get mad," Jordan mumbled, sitting down at the table.

"Just tell me, I'm a big girl, I can handle it," I stated.

The guys each looked at each other, sharing looks of uneasiness. Finally Chad shrugged his shoulders and spoke up, "we went to a strip club."

"Everyone?" I asked, glaring at them.

"Yep," Jordan popped his lips on the "p", "why does it matter?"

I threw James hoddie over my tank top, and grabbed my phone. "I'm going to go kill my brothers," I stated, running off of my bus.

I found their bus and didn't even bother to knock the door, I just walked in. Jinxx and Jake from Black Veil Brides were on their bus, but I didn't care.

"I can't fucking believe you two!" I shouted at Mike and Vic, "a strip club? Really? You do remember you have girlfriends right?"

"Okay first," Vic stood up from the table he was sitting at and he put his hands on my shoulders, "calm down. Second, Mike and I are single."

"Thanks for clueing me in!" I screamed, "am I the last to know everything?"

"Sometimes," Mike mumbled.

"A lot of the times," Tony added.

I almost screamed. "Fuck you two!" I yelled at Mike and Vic, then I ran off of the bus.

I leaned against their bus, taking deep breaths, trying to calm down.

"Who was that!" I heard a voice yell, and I peered around the front of Black Veil Brides bus to see Andy poking his head around the door.

"It was me!" I shouted, walking over to him.

Andy got off the bus, "are you okay?"

"Pissed at my brothers," I said.

"Why?" Andy prompted.

I shook my head, "I'll tell you later."

"Okay," he turned to go back to his bus, "oh!" he turned back around, "in case I don't see you before you on, good luck with the first show."

I smiled, "you too."

~!~

"Oh my God," I gushed, sitting down at a small table with Andy. Everyone who was on tour, the bands and crew members, were all eating dinner, a little ways away from the venue we played just two hours earlier.

"What?" Andy inquired.

"You!" I screamed, "your band! You guys are fucking amazing!"

Andy laughed, "I'm glad you liked the set, but I think yours was awesome."

I blushed, "thanks."

"So why were you mad earlier?" Andy asked, picking at his House Salad.

"I was just mad that they didn't directly tell me they were going to a strip club, and they didn't tell me that were single now," I answered.

"Did you tell them how you feel?" Andy asked.

"Yeah," I sighed, "I kinda went off the deep end though."

"I heard," Andy chuckled, "actually I think this whole state heard."

"Shut up," I slapped his arm playfully.

"So," Andy looked around, "wanna get to know each other?"

"Yeah," I replied, enthusiastic.

"Favorite color?" Andy inquired.

"Black," I said. "You?"

"Same," he replied.

"Um," I thought, "item you couldn't live without?"

"Eyeliner," Andy responded, "you?"

"iPhone," I replied, "music is my life."

Andy opened his mouth to ask my the next question, but then Jinxx walked over to our table.

"Dude," Andy said, "I remember what I was supposed to tell you. Amanda and her friends called me last night, drunk as fuck."

"Ugh," Jinxx groaned, "how can a seventeen year old be so much trouble?"

I figured this would be the perfect time to ask the question that's been on my mind all day now, "who's Amanda?"

"My sister," Jinxx replied, "she's the biggest trouble maker you'll ever meet. She's into drugs, drinking, cheap sex, you name it."

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Not your fault," Jinxx replied, "it's hers."

I nodded my head and Jinxx left the table.

"Hey," Hunter, my band's tour manager, tapped my shoulder, "time for curfew."

I looked at Andy sighed, "I guess we'll never get to know each other."

"Give me your number, then we can," Andy grinned. I took a pen out of my jean pants pocket and scribbled my number on the palm of his hand.

"Text me later," I said, then I walked away from him, all of the bands following us.

~!~

I was laying in my bunk, looking at the top of it. I couldn't sleep, something that I was use to. Rolling over to lay on my side my pillow vibrated, so I sat up and got my phone out from under it.

Sender: 1-825-4798
Message: Hey it's andy, r u up?

I quickly typed my response, yes, can't sleep. I'm guessing you can't either? Then I sent it off and saved his number.

Sender: Andy
Message: Nope. Nvr can. What r u up to?

I replied: nothing really, listening to the guys snores. U?

Sender: Andy
Message: Listening to my ipod.

I chuckled, then I heard a thump in the hallway. I opened my curtain and saw Chad lying on the floor, laughing.

"Are you okay?" I asked in between giggles.

"Yeah," he groaned, getting up. "Back hurts now though."

"Hold on, I'll get you something," I replied.

Chad just fell out of his bunk, I gotta go take care of him. Night! I texted to Andy.

Sender: Andy
Message: Ouch. That's happened to me more than once. LOL. Night, and I hope you have sweet dreams.

I smiled, then turned off my phone and got out of my bunk, heading to the kitchen to find the pain pills.

I have to say this, even though you all know it. That's not really Andy's number.
There.

I hope you guys liked this chapter! Sorry it took so long to get up, I've been busy all day.

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