Dahvie's P.O.V.

Our tour bur just pulled up to the stadium when I saw him; Andy Biersack, the lead singer of Black Veil Brides. He was surrounded by a cluster of beautiful fan girls. I could tell how much they wanted him. It was written on their faces and how they moved their bodies seductively, but that wasn’t the whole reason I could tell. It was from personal experience.
“Dahv c’mon! What are you doing? We have a show to get to.” Jayy was at the door waiting for me. He loves performing for the fans and is always so anxious to get on stage. At our last concert, he made me rip my favorite cheetah pants on the bus door.
“Coming Jayybear,” I sighed as I got off the couch and slowly walked over to him. Still two years later and I still love him. I know I shouldn’t, especially since he already has a boyfriend. But it’s just so hard to stop. Sometimes I really loath love.
Andy's P.O.V.

There he was, Dahvie Vanity. The other half of Blood on the Dance Floor. Him and Jayy Von Monroe were running to the back entrance of the studium. I wonder why Dahvie looked so sad. Usually he's running around as hyper as me after I drink maybe like 20 Monsters.
"I gotta go guys but I'll see you later, okay?" I told to the squealing girls around me.
"Okay, Andy," they all yelled simultaneously. They left in a laughing flurry.
"And I thought I was loud," I whispered to Ashley Purdy who had mysteriously appeared by my side.
"Yeah. You're like silent compared to them. That gave me such a headache. If you need me I'll be in my dressing room, sleeping," Ashley grumbled. He gave me one of his famous 'wake me up and you die' looks.
"Hahahah, 'kay. I'll tell the guys." We went our separate ways to go chill before the show started. Life on the road was so exhausting, but in the end it's all worth it. Getting to meet our fans -or should I say, our Army- all over the world and knowing how much our music has inspired them.
On my way to my dressing room, I saw Jinxx and Sammi Doll heading to his room. They both had star-crossed looks on their faces. I still couldn't believe they were getting married in less than a month. Before he met Sammi, Jinxx was always such a massive flirt (after Ashley and me of course).
"Hey you two! Don't be doing anything I wouldn't do in there," I said to them before they walked in.
"Don't worry, Andy. We're not," Sammi managed to say before she bursted out laughing. Jinxx and I both joined in. We couldn't help it. Her laughter is so contagious that not even a person with a heart of stone couldn't resist it.
Eventually we stopped and went to our own rooms. Or at least two of us did. When I got to mine, I could hear the shower running. Maybe I left it on from earlier, I thought. So I turned it off and went to the couch to take a nap.

Dahvie's P.O.V.

"Well maybe I never turned it on," I thought out loud as I entered the steamy bathroom. "Whatever it doesn't matter." So I hopped in the shower and started getting ready for tonight.

~ 3 hours later ~

So now I'm ready for our concert with my makeup on and everything. I looked at much watch to see that I still had an hour and a half left. Jayy would still be getting ready. For some reason he always takes the longest.
I was going to watch TV on the couch when I heard soft snoring. I grabbed a bottle of blood red hair dye since it was the closest thing to me. It better not be Jayy trying to scare me again.
I slunk as quietly as I could down the hall and hid behind the couch. Whoever it was is on the other side of these cushions. Down on my hands and knees, I crawled to the front and was surprised to see a sleeping Andy. He looked so peaceful and innocent. I wonder what he's doing in my dressing room.
I stood there for a while, playing multiple different scenarios in my mind about what would happen if I was to wake him up right now. I was dragged out of my imagination back into the real world when I heard a bloodcurdling scream.  

Chapter 2

Andy's P.O.V.

"Aaaaahhhhh!!!!!!" I woke up to find some random guy hovering over me. I guess he was watching me sleep. I kicked him where no man wants to get hurt and bolted off the couch. About to kick him in the face, I stopped mid swing. That's when I noticed the wild mane of black and way too many colors to name.
"Oh my God, Dahvie! I'm so, so, so sorry. I didn't know it was you. I'm sorry." I kept apologizing as I helped him up. I hoped he would forgive me cause I like him so much.
"It's okay dude, really. But uh... why were you sleeping in my dressing room?" Dahvie gave me an adorable half smile that I've now decided I want to see more of.
"What do you mean 'your' dressing room? This one is mine. That's why Jinxx's is across the hall," I replied in as calm a voice as I could manage. My heart was racing faster than a cheetah hopped up on 5 hour energy. Having him so close was so cool and awesome; yet a bit scary. He's such a handsome man but he'd never want me. Dahvie may be bi, but everyone knows that he's more in to girls.
"Oh sorry dude. I'll leave." There was so much hurt and pain in his voice and on his face. I couldn't stand to see him like that. Sighing, I did the only thing I could think of.
"No it's alright. You can stay." I'm going to regret this later.
"For real?" His face brightened up like a child's on Christmas Day.
"Yeah for real!" I could tell I just made his day. He looked like he was about to explode from happiness overload. Oh how I love this man.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much." Before I knew what happened, Dahvie had wrapped his arms around me and was kissing me. The feel of his soft, full lips on mine was amazing. I could feel butterflies in my stomach. My head swam and my knees turned to jelly.
But all too soon, he pulled back and broke the kiss. And with him, all of those wonderful feelings went away too. There was now a hollow pit in my stomach and I felt weak all over.
"I'm so sorry, Andy," Dahvie murmured. His face had a dark pink flush creeping up it. He shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. "I really didn't me-"
Before he could say anything else, I grabbed him behind his neck and kissed him passionately. His body went rigid with alarm. When I started getting scared, he slackened and kissed back. A smile started forming on my face when he pulled me closer.
This time, I had to break our heavenly kiss. I moved back just enough to breathe, but I wasn't about to let go of Dahvie. I could tell he wasn't about to do the same to me.
"That... was... amazing," Dahvie said between labored breaths.
"Yeah totally," I huffed, "Dahvie, will you be mine?"
"Yes Andy, yes!" He grabbed me into a huge bear hug and kissed me again. I felt like I was on cloud nine.
I fell back on the couch and sat him in my lap. We sat there kissing for I don't know how long. It wasn't until I heard a soft whimper that I realized that we weren't alone.

Chapter 3

Dahvie's P.O.V.

Kissing Andy was so wonderful. I've never had a better kiss than this. Well except the ones me and Jayy share during songs; but those are just stage kisses, they'll never really mean anything. At least as far as I know, to him they don't.
When Andy pulled away, that's when I noticed the soft crying coming from behind me. I've heard that sound enough to know that it was Jayy and that his heart was broken.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were busy. Or had company," Jayy said as I got up. Something really horrible must have happened for him to sound this upset.
He looked even worse than he sounded. His cheeks had black streaks down the side of then from the tears he shed as his eye makeup ran. His hair was matted and sopping wet.
I almost cried looking at him. "Jayybear, what happened?" I reached for him but he moved away from me back towards the door.
"Nothing happened. Don't worry about me, you already have your hands full," he spat at me. Before I could say anything else, Jayy ran out the door crying again. I could hear his sobs as he went down the hall as the door closed ever so slowly.
"I'm going after him," I told Andy with tears in my eyes. I bolted after Jayy as fast as I could go. I didn't want him to do anything bad or harmful to himself. Last time, I didn't think he would pull through considering how much blood there was.
I heard no more crying sounds as I trudged on. Dead silence filled my ears until I heard the echoing sound of a door being slammed a little farther down the hall. That had to have been Jayy it just has to be, I thought when I arrived at a partially open door. I listened closely before I went in, and sure enough, it was Jayy still crying. But he was mumbling something that I couldn't hear.
I knocked softly on the door, careful not to startle him. "Jayy? It's Dahvie. I'm coming in." My voice shook when I said this. I pushed the door back enough for me to barely slip into the tiny, dark closet. The only way I could see Jayy was if he moved.
"Just leave me alone David, please," Jayy whispered with a dark malice in his voice. I flinched involuntarily. He only called me by my real name, David, after I've really pissed him off. Whatever was going on, I'm part of the problem.
I sit down next to Jayy and hug him. He tries to pull away but I tighten my grip. I've always been physically stronger than Jayy, especially at times like this, but sometimes he does get the better of me. That's what he was trying to do now, but I'm not gonna let that happen.
He gave up on fighting against me and just slumped against my body. We sat like that for a while and I let him cry on my shoulder. He told me how Noah broke up with him in a text. I didn't like Noah anyways. Actually, I've never liked any of Jayy's boyfriends but I wasn't about to tell him that.
"Noah doesn't deserve you and he never will," I say reassuringly.
"Yeah, you might be right." Jayy gives me a sad smile.
"I am right." I wipe his eyes dry with my sleeve and kiss his forehead. "C'mon," I get up and pull him up too, "you know what will make you feel better?"
"No, what?" I wrap my arm around his waist and open the door.
"Performing for all those fans out there waiting to hear our glorious music."
"Yaaaaay!! Time to get our Yo Ho on and please those booties." He grabbed me into a bear hug, put me on his back, and flew down the hall toward the backstage area.

Chapter 4

Dahvie's P.O.V.

The concert was a smash hit, like always. The whole time, I could see Andy standing off to the side watching. During some of the songs like "Fallen Star" and "I Heart Hello Kitty", I saw him singing along. Sometimes when it was Jayy's turn to sing, I would blow Andy air kisses and he'd catch them and put it to his heart.
Now Jayy and I are watching the Black Veil Brides concert backstage. Andy just drank I don't know how many Monsters, so now he's super hyper. He almost jumped in the audience twice but Lenny, the security guard/ groupie, caught him.
"We're gonna take a short break now guys. When we get back, I have someone to introduce to you," Andy screamed into the misc. Even from way back here, I could hear the fans' heavy sighs and loud grunts of frustration.
Andy came bounding down the stairs and practically knocked me down when he ran into my awaiting open arms. He kissed me and immediately I kissed him back. I know there are people watching us. It felt like they were trying to bore holes through our faces. Andy was blushing when we stopped, so I knew he felt the same way.
"I think it's time for you to go back on stage," I told him. Jinxx had just walked by carrying his violin.
"Yeah guess so. I'll see you in a minute," Andy said. He gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and hustled back up the stairs.
I stood there trying to understand what he meant by that. Then just as I had figured out it out, Andy was making an announcement to the wild crowd.
"Hey Army, we're back obviously," Andy started. "We're gonna play 'The Mortician's Daughter' now. But before we do, I would like for ya'll to meet my new boyfriend." He turned toward me and smiled that heartwarming smile of his.
I literally ran up the steps, taking two at a time. My foot nicked the last step and I lost my balance and started to fall. I was waiting for my face to collide with the ground when somebody picked me up. I opened my eyes and saw Andy looking very concerned.
"You alright?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied and gave him a hug.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the amazingly awesome Dahvie Vanity!" The crowd went berserk. I think I heard someone yell "Mosh pit", but I can't be totally sure. "I'm dedicating this song to you, my love," Andy said. Then the music started to play.
"I open my lungs, dear. I sing this song at funerals, no rush. These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush." Andy's voice is as smooth as glass. It wrapped around me like a warm blanket. The deeper notes resonated in my ears.
"A baby boy you've held so tightly. This pain it visits almost nightly. Missing hotel beds I feel your touch." Now everybody else had joined in. Even Jayy was singing, and he despises this song.
I've always wondered why he hates this song. It's not just this one either. Jayy hates "Die For You", "Ritual", "Rebel Love Song", and "Love Isn't Always Fair". I ask all the time, but he always says, "Not now Dahvie. Maybe later."
I felt the warmth of Andy's soft hand. I hadn't realized how deep in thought I was. Most of the song was over now; Andy was singing the second to last verse.
"We booked our flight those years ago. You said you loved me and you left me. Regrets still haunt your saddened head. But I promised you I will see you. Will you sing the last verse with me, Dahvie?" He really wanted me to. There was a fire burning in his eyes. I nodded yes, adding coal to that fire.
"We booked our flight those years ago. I said I loved you as I left you. Regrets no longer in my head. But I promised you I will see you again. Again... again...again. I'm home again. Again... again... again. I'm home again." The music faded away. The last of the notes ringing, echoing around us.
I had sounded like a child with a high-pitched squeaky voice compared to Andy's rich, deep baritone sound. If he hadn't been holding my hand, I would've been off this stage by now. Probably half way to Mexico. I was itching to get out of here as soon as possible.
"Thanks for singing along you guys. We'll be back again in a few minutes. Ya'll have been awesome," Andy said in his low, sexy voice.
He led me back down the metal stairs, practically having to tug me along. My legs seemed as heavy as lead. There was a huge throbbing pain in the back of my head. My breath caught in my throat, causing me to couch viciously.
"You alright Dahvie?" Andy asked, eyes wide with alarm.
"Yeah I'm fine," I mumbled.
He came to a sudden halt and jerked me over to the side. He searched my face with those piercing sky blue eyes of his. He shook his head, long black locks settling on his porcelain face.
"Go rest for a while," Andy said, "I'll come get you when the concert's over." With that being said, he left to go back with the guys. I trudged back to the dressing room and fell asleep.

Chapter 5

Andy's P.O.V.

Today's the day. Jinxx and Sammi's wedding. I can't believe it's finally here. I'm so happy for them. Dahvie's really happy too. He even bought them a wedding gift; a lace, fire red night gown for Sammi (don't ask) and a new jet black guitar for Jinxx that was signed by some fans we met.
It was an unseasonably hot day, considering how i's he middle of October. The wedding ceremony was being held outside, so we all had to dress to stay warm. Now coats and jackets had been shed. Some on the back of chairs, and some just in heaping piles on the tables.
Dahvie pulled on my sleeve. "Hey Andy look. They have a gigantic cake over there, see?"
"Yes Dahvie, I see it," I answered him. The cake actually was that huge. It had five thick layers stacked on top of one another. The icing had to at least be as thick as my whole hand. My mouth was watering just looking at it.
"I wonder what flavor it is. I hope it's chocolate, since everyone loves chocolate. Or maybe it's strawberry or vanilla. What do you think Andy? Oooh and what about the icing? I think it might be butter cream; the good kind. Not the one on store bought cakes, yuck..." he was talking a mile a minute. Most of the time it's cute, but today it's just annoying. Or maybe it's just me, seeing how this is a big day for all of us.

~ 5 hours later ~

"You may now kiss the bride," Father Tom said, gesturing for Jinxx to kiss Sammi. He scooped her up into his arms and kissed her like that would be the last one they ever shared.
A collective sigh hung in the air. Soft weeping coming from most of the women here; tears of joy streaming out of their eyes like tiny waterfalls.
"When will it be time for cake?" Dahvie whispered so softly only I can hear.
"Soon as they stop snogging over there. I'm surprised they both still have faces. It's very impressing," I whispered back.
"Awwww. I hate this," he whined then pouted.
I hugged him and tenderly said, "Soon my love, soon. Then you can eat as much cake as your heart desires."
"Yay," he scream- whispered.
~ 2 hours later ~
Dahvie just left to get his cake. The couple in front of him were busy talking to Jake and CC. They've barely moved in the past five minutes. Dahvie looked like he was ready to run over them with a steam roller. I could just practically see the idea forming in his brain.
They walked away from each other; giving Dahvie the opportunity to dash to the beautiful cake towering over his head. He cut out a huge chunk, grabbed two forks, and sprinted back to our table.
He slid into his chair between me and Jayy and said, "That took forever." He handed me a fork then started shoveling cake down his throat.
The sharp clink of metal against glass sounded and everybody came to a hush. "I'd like to say congratulations to Jinxx and my dear daughter, Sammi," Mr. Drew said in a gruff voice. "I hope you have a wonderful marriage. And Jinxx?"
"Yes sir," Jinxx answered cordially.
"You better treat my daughter right. Don't make me use my judo moves on you." He laughed.
"Don't worry sir. I will take good care of her."
"Stop with all this 'sir' stuff. You're my new son. There's no need for that."

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I dedicate this book to Blood on the Dance Floor, Black Veil Brides, and all the great fans out there who write fan fictions for their heros.