My Batman (Andy Biersack Fanfic)

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~ Hannah's POV ~

Andy and I arrive at the BVB bus within a few minutes. None of the other guys are here, they're all still out partying. Crazy animals. Me and Andy flop on the couch and he flicks the TV on. We start watching an old episode of an old TV show called The Fresh Prince Of Belair. I used to watch this show ALL THE TIME! Such a good show man. About half way through the episode I get a text...from Heather!?!

Heather: Im all good now, Kellin fixed me up! ☺️ Can't wait to tell you what he said! I'm fucking dying! 😱👌🏻😭 AAARRRGGGHHH!!! #Hellin is real BTW...😏😂😘❤️

I start squealing as I type out my reply.

Me: OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW YAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS THE SHIP HAS SAILED BITCH YAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS I KNEW IT ALWAYS WOULD YAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!! 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😃😃😃😃😃😃🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

I continue to squeal as I put my phone away. Andy laughs and turns on his side to face me. "Why are you squealing?"
"My main ship has sailed!" I squeal.
Andy raises an eyebrow "Translate that into a language that non fangirls can understand!?!"
I roll my eyes "Heather and Kellin are together! I don't know if they're actually dating, I don't know any of the details, but I'm guessing they both admitted their feelings because she said #Hellin is real and oh my fucking Andy I'm so happy!"
And laughs and applauds "Yay! Why do you say 'oh my Andy' instead of 'oh my god'?"
I smile "Because you are a god and I don't believe in THE God because I'm an atheist."
Andy laughs "Oh OK, that makes sense, thank you!"
I wink at him "You're welcome!" Then we turn back to the TV screen. I fucking wish #Handy was real dammit.

After The Fresh Prince Of Belair we decide to watch Shaun Of The Dead, because its a fucking awesome movie. About 5 minutes in, Andy yawns and carefully places an arm behind my head, resting on the couch. He just did THE MOVE on me man. Holy fucking shit. His arm slowly travels down so its behind my head and his hand is resting on my shoulder. I shuffle over so I'm closer to him and his arm holds me there. I rest my head on his chest and a hand on his stomach. It's actually pretty fucking cold on this bus, so cold I start shivering.
"You cold?" Andy asks quietly.
I nod "A little."
He stands up and grabs a blanket before returning to the couch. He sits down and lifts me onto his lap, I curl into him and he wraps the blanket around us. He wraps his arms around me.
"That better?"
I nod into his chest "Much better, thanks Andybæ."
He laughs slightly "No problem Hannah face bæ."

About half way through the movie Andy changes position so that he's lying down on the couch. I lie down in front of him, he sorts the blanket out so its covering both of us, before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him. This is fucking perfect. FUCKING perfect. WE could be FUCKING perfectly, I wouldn't mind that, but he's a gentleman. Fuck it.

Just as the movie finishes, Andy leans forward and whispers in my ear. "Hannah?"
I turn over to face him "Yes Andybæ?"
He laughs slightly and doesn't remove his arms from my waist. "I was just wondering..if you wanted to maybe...go out on a date with me...sometime?" He asks nervously.
I gasp and nod frantically "Fuck yeah!" Again, we could FUCK, YEAH I like the sound of that, but never mind.
Andy smiles widely "Thank you! Tomorrow night?"
I nod again "I can do tomorrow!" Again, I could DO him TOMORROW, but fuck it. I have serious issues man.
Andy kisses my nose "I can't wait."
I giggle quietly "Me neither." Andy turns over so he's lying on his back, I change position so I am once again resting my head on his chest and a hand on his stomach. His arms are still holding me tighlty against him, and I fucking love it. Andy turns the TV off and suddenly it's pitch black. The only light in the room had been the TV and now thats off. Hell yeah. I love the darkness. For one thing nobody can see me blush, which is great because now I can say "Goodnight gorgeous Andy Pandy face bæ, sweet dreams!"
Andy laughs and whispers back "Goodnight beautiful, sexy Hannah face bæ, sweet dreams for you too!"
I giggle and snuggle into his shirt, he's so warm and cozy and perfect in every way goddammit. Then it finally hits me:

I'm lying on Andy mo fuckin Biersack chest. Andy mo fuckin Biersacks arms are around me. And Andy mo fuckin Biersack asked me out earlier. Holy mother of flying ball fondling fucks.

And after coming to that realisation, I smile widely and fall asleep with Andy mo fuckin Biersack.