Andy Beirsack

Andy Beirsack is my life. This story may not be "okay" For younger veiwers. There might be a few "Sexual" Parts in this story. Please enjoy and leave your thoughts in the comment section below. It will mean the world to me


1. Day 1.

Day 1. 

Today I was sitting in the diner, all alone when he walked in. His scent was smoke and cigerettes, but also sweet, like leather. Expensive. I turned to see who it was and I nearly fell to the floor. Andy freaking Beirsack was standing right next to me! I straightened myself and made it look like I didn't know who he was. I grinned to myself and my hands shook. I was shaking so bad my fork fell from my hands to the floor. We both bent down at the same time and our lips touched, barley, sparks flew through my body. He blushes, grabbed my fork, and handed it to me. Our finger tips touched as he handed it to me. My insides did backflips. I felt so nervous I didn't know what to do. He smiled at me noticing, how much I shook. He grabbed my hands and held them. My whole body shook with excitement. He smirked at me and pulled me to my feet. I was so scared and nervous that when he kissed me again, my knees gave out from under me.


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