You're My Fallen Angel...

I, Savannah Kearns, love BVB. It opens my eyes to all the possibilities life has to offer but never really shows. I admire all five boys the same but Andy has something special. Something hidden and broken inside that you can't find in his music. When Savannah's not so loving step dad drops her off on the side of the road who knows where with nothing but her clothes she is wearing and a bottle of water, will her pleas be rewarded or will that be her end...


11. My first concert

     My first concert. It's today, well, tonight. I'm so nervous. We get off the bus and go backstage with all of our gear. I go to the dressing room. Oh god... I hear a knock at the door. 

     "Who is it" I ask. I am in sweats and a bat man tank.

     "It's Andy... May I come in." He asks. His voice is angelic.

     "Come on in. And what might it be that you want? Your being nice" I say and he wakes in.

     "Just you babe." And we kiss. God he's such a dork sometimes.

     "What should I wear?" I ask him browsing through my clothes.

     " nothing." I turn beet red at the image of him seeing me naked. Which he already has apparently. But I'm not gonna strip down especially  not when I go on stage. "I'm joking. How about this" 

     He hands me some acid stained dark grey jeans my awesome new boots. Another bat man shirt. Matching his of course, with a few bat man bracelets. I wait for him to leave but he sits back down

     "Um... Andy? I have to change."

     "I know."

     "Are you just gonna stand there and watch me?"

     " Oh sorry. Do you want help?" He says standing.

     "ANDY!!!"  I Nearly scream. 

     "Ok fine" he puts on a pouty face and walks out closing the door behind him. I'm still blushing like mad from our conversation as I change and do my make up and war paint on my arms

     I walk out and me and andy go find the rest of he band. We rehearse our songs and after an hour or two head out to the roaring crowd.

     I'm so nervous. Andy speaks to the crowd but all I'm thinking about keeping my feet from carrying me back stage again. "And this" he says pointing to me "is my lovely fallen angel." I look to the crowd but the response is not what I was hoping for...

~hi my loves!!! I know I'm a jerk but I was debating whether to end here for a week or two. I don't think I could do that. Lol stay strong!!!~

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