We Can Leave It All Behind

Vero never felt more at home than when she was on the bus again. She was away from all the mourning and grieving. She was with a group of people that she really loved and cared for and she knew that they felt the same way about her. Everything was perfect again.

Well, it was close to perfect, anyway. Andy still woke up in the middle of the night sometimes to hear Vero crying in her bunk. He'd swoop in, hold her in his arms and tell her everything was going to be alright. Andy couldn't have been more wrong.

One night, the boys had left Vero on the bus as they usually did. She didn't mind being left alone. As much as she wanted to go see their show, she wanted to update her story more. And besides, after seeing the show 10 times, it starts to get a little boring just hanging out backstage waiting.

Vero was on the couch, typing away on her lap top and had been so wrapped up in what she was doing that she hadn't even realized Andy had come back to the bus. The rest of the guys decided to go out and party but Andy wanted to go back to the bus to be with Vero. He felt bad about leaving her alone all the time and wished he could take her out with the rest of the band.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Andy went over to sit down next to Vero. He attempted to peek over at her screen but she pulled the laptop close to her and turned the screen away from him.

"Nothing." She replied back quickly. This was the third time Andy had been trying stick his nose in her business.

"Come on, Vero. Let me see." Andy whined, again trying to crane his neck around to see the computer screen. "Mibba? What's that?" He said when he managed to briefly catch a glimpse of the website.

"Nothing, Andy!" Vero shouted at him.

"Are you watching porn?" Andy joked.

Vero could feel her face turning the brightest shade of red. "I am not." She said defiantly.

"Then what's Mibba?" Andy persisted.

"I told you, it's nothing." She repeated and began to get up from the couch.

Andy saw she was trying to make her escape so he pounced on top of her, causing the computer to tumble gently onto the carpet. To keep her from going anywhere, he sat on top of her playfully.

"Andy, get off me!" Vero shouted, giggling. He had made her completely forget all about what was now exposed on her computer screen.

Andy picked up the computer and placed it in his lap. He began reading quickly and before he could finish, Vero pushed him off her and snatched the computer out of his hands.

"I read your story." Andy smiled at her.

Vero could feel embarrassment bubbling up inside her. "And...?" She really didn't want to know what he thought but her curiosity would get the better of her eventually.

"You're a really talented writer." He complimented.

"Wait." Vero came to a realization. "How have you read the whole story? I only had the chapter I was writing up on the screen."

Andy was silent for a minute. He tried to come up with some other excuse as to why he had said he read her whole story. After coming up with nothing, he decided to come clean. "I'm BlackVeilBridesfan101. I'm your biggest fan."

Now the tables had turned. Andy was Vero's biggest fan. But Vero was Andy's biggest fan. Vero couldn't think straight. She thought back to the story and everything she had put into it. Her interpretation of Rebel Love Song, her experiences with Andy on tour, all her feelings and thoughts. Andy basically had crept into her mind without her even realizing it.

"At first it had been a big joke account." Andy began to explain. "The guys and I made it because we had heard of 'Andley' stories and about how our fans wrote stories about us. We wanted to see if they were actually any good and what they involved. The guys became bored with it but I secretly kept going on in search of at least one decent story. I knew that not all the stories out there had been written by thirteen year old fangirls." Andy half smiled at the memories of laughing at some of those terribly written stories out there. "Anyway," He continued. "I finally came across your story and I fell in love with it. It was weird at first to be reading about myself and some random girl you made up in your head, but it was a really good story."

"The girl isn't random or made up, though." Vero couldn't believe she was about to admit this. "The girl is me. The whole story is about you and me, Andy. Writing my fan fiction is my way to live out my feelings for you." Vero sighed, running a hand through her hair. She could tell Andy felt unsure of what to say, so she continued. "I promise I'm not a crazy fangirl that only wants to get in your pants. I mean, I wouldn't mind that but I do really like you as a person. It's hard to explain but I feel so close to you. I feel like I know so much about you and I really do think we belong together."

Andy didn't know what to say to that. "I think I just need to think this whole situation through. Maybe reading your fan fiction was a bad idea to start. I'll see you in the morning, Vero."

Vero wanted to cry. In all honesty, that's all she could think of doing in that exact moment. She felt like after admitting her feelings to him, he didn't want her. And Andy not wanting her was the worst feeling she could ever experience.