Note: I don’t do requests in order. I write whatever I’m currently feeling so I’m sorry if you’ve requested something and I haven’t responded to it. As I’ve said before, sometimes I’m just not motivated to write about certain people or scenarios.
Request: I was wandering if you do Andy Biersack imagines? If so, could you maybe make a jealous Andy? Kinda similar to your Jared Leto one? Except a little bit of jealous reader as well? And somehow they end up together?
Pairing: Andy Biersack x Reader
***(Y/BF/N) = Your best friends name
“What?” (Y/BF/N) exclaimed. “Since when?”
“Since yesterday.” You smiled.
“So, you and Jordan?” She asked as if making sure she heard you right.
“Me and Jordan.” You clarified.
“Wow.” She was silent for a moment. “I’m gonna be honest and say that I didn’t see that coming.”
“I know you don’t really know, much less like, Jordan, but once you get to know him, he’s not half bad.” You had recently been asked out by one of your best friends, Jordan. You hadn’t considered having those kinda feelings for him, but when he asked you out on your first date a few weeks ago, you decided why not?
“I bet.” There was another pause. “Are you sure?” She asked
You couldn’t help the laugh that left your mouth. “Yes, I’m positive.”
“Damn, been dating for less than 24 hours and you’re already pregnant.” She teased.
“Mature.” You replied with a light chuckle.
“Always. Well, I’m gonna go. I’ve got some Uni work to catch up on.” (Y/BF/N) said as she concluded your guys’ conversation.
“Alright, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” You ended the call and smiled to yourself as you went to get ready for bed.
You were about to go to the bathroom and start your nightly routine of washing your face, when your phone started ringing. You groaned as you turned back around and picked it up to see Andy was calling you. You smiled to yourself as you answered the phone and were greeted with Andy’s deep voice.
“Hey, I was actually just about to get ready for bed.” You replied.
“Sleep is for the weak.” he faked a scoff. “Besides, you know you wanna talk to me.” You could practically hear the smirk on his face.
“Fine then, what’s up?” You shook your head with a smile as you sat back down on your bed.
“Well, I’m gonna be in town tomorrow and wandered if you wanted to grab a bite to eat or something?” He asked.
“You’re actually gonna spend time with me?” You asked, referring to the last time you two hung out and he wouldn’t stop flirting with the waitress.
“Ugh, of course you’d bring that up.” Your smile grew at his words.
“Obviously.” You replied.
“Tell you what, I’ve got my hand on my heart as I say this, I solemnly swear to spend time with my best friend and avoid big boobed waitresses.” You laughed as he finished.
“Ok then, but as soon as you become the horny mother fucker we all know you to be, I’m leaving.” You warned.
“Can’t have that, now can we?” You shook your head again.
“Goodnight, (Y/N).” You hung up and sighed.
Andy was your best friend, well, besides (Y/BF/N). You two didn’t get to hang out that much anymore with you going to school and him working on his music career, but you tried to hang out whenever you could. It saddened you, to be honest.
You weren’t going to deny your feelings to the tall singer. It was one of the reasons you decided to go out with Jordan; you needed someone to get your mind off of Andy. You didn’t want to say you were using Jordan, you did have feelings for him, but you knew they were nothing compared to how you felt for Andy. You would go as far as to say you were in love with him.
You pushed those thoughts out of your head as you went to get ready for bed.
You heard a knock at the door as you finished putting your shoes on. You jumped off of the couch you were sitting on and opened the door to reveal a smiling Andy. “Ready to go?” He asked.
“Yep.” You replied as you stepped outside and closed the door behind you. “So, where are we going?”
“Your favorite.” He winked and you two started walking in the direction of your favorite cafe. You lived almost in the middle of town so taking a car seemed irrelevant.
You arrived at the cafe and placed your order before sitting next to the window and waiting for your drinks to be ready. “How’s the album coming?” You asked as the waitress laid your drink next to you. You noticed her checking out Andy and you wanted to punch her in the face.
Andy only offered her a small smile as she placed his drink in front of him and lightly touched his shoulder. He turned his attention back to you as he responded, “Pretty good. We’ve almost got it finished.”
“Well, when you’re done with that, you can bang that waitress that’s eyeing you like a piece of fucking cake.” You said after you took a sip of your drink.
He shot a quick glance over his shoulder and saw the waitress wink at him while poking her butt out as she leaned over the counter to write something on her notepad. She looked like a complete air head in your opinion. He smirked as he looked back towards you. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous.”
“You wish.” You scoffed.
“I know you’re in love with me, and who could blame you? Have you met me?” He tested while gesturing to himself.
“Yes, I have met you, and I know exactly why a girl, such as myself, wouldn’t want to date you.” You replied.
“You love me.” He pointedly stated after taking a drink out of his cup.
“You keep telling yourself that, Biersack. Meanwhile, I’m the one whose actually in a relationship because people can tolerate me.” You shot back with a smirk of your own.
“What?” He asked, surprised.
“Yep.” You nodded.
“Who? Since when?” He leaned on his elbows that rested on the table.
“Jordan, and since two days ago.” His eyebrows raised.
“Jordan?” He asked, in the same tone (Y/BF/N) had last night.
“Jordan.” You confirmed.
“But he’s an asshole!” He said louder than you liked.
“You barely know him.” You scoffed and took another sip of your drink.
“I know him enough to know he’s no good for you.” He pressed.
“How would you know what is and isn’t good for me? This is the first time we’ve hung out in weeks.” You were starting to get annoyed.
“Because I’m your best friend.” He stated, sounding almost as fed up as you. How had things escalated so quickly?
“And? I don’t say anything about your relationships. Or should I say hook ups since that seems to be all you do with girls?” You retorted.
“Is there a problem? Cause if so please share.” His eyes showed anger as he looked at you and you were certain your expression mimicked his.
“I don’t need this.” You said as you stood up.
“Where are you going?” He asked as you grabbed your jacket and pushed up your chair.
“Away from you.” You spat and stormed out of the cafe. Was it dramatic? Probably, but you didn’t care right now. You barely made it four feet from the front door before Andy grabbed your arm and pulled you to face him.
“(Y/N), I’m just trying to look out for you.” His voice was much calmer than earlier.
“I think I’ll pass.” You said as you pulled out of his grasp.” Just leave me alone.”
You stormed away from him again and made your way back to your house. How dare he say that. He didn’t even know Jordan. He had met him maybe once or twice. He had no right to say he wasn’t good for you when he himself only fucked girls and left the next morning.
You knew he was following me, you could hear his footsteps behind you before he spoke again. “(Y/N), stop! Just slow down for a minute.” He said as he grabbed your arm again.
“What?” You hissed as you looked back towards him.
“Please, I don’t want us to fight on the one time I get to see you.” He said, desperate to get you to listen to him.
“Should’ve thought about that before you were a dick.” You replied.
“I’m sorry.” You rolled your eyes. “I am. Look, let’s just go sit somewhere and talk about this. Yes, I was being a dick. Yes, you’re right, I don’t properly know Jordan. Which is why I don’t like you dating him. I just don’t want you to get hurt.” He spoke quickly, afraid you wouldn’t let him finish.
You sighed as you thought about what he said and the desperation painted all over his face. You didn’t want to fight with him either. In fact, you just wanted to sit and watch Batman with him while throwing popcorn at each other. You just weren’t sure how to respond.
“I’m sorry I overreacted.” You began. “You wanna go back to mine and watch a movie or something?” You asked with a small smile.
You watched as a smile of relief made it’s way onto his expression. “That sounds great.” He said as he let go of your arm and walked beside you the rest of the way in silence.
You made it back to your apartment and Andy set up a movie while you made popcorn. You came into the living room to see Andy sitting on the couch waiting for you so he could press play.
You sat next to him and positioned yourself so your legs were in his lap. He stole the bowl of popcorn from you and laughed as you glared playfully at him. He was about to press play on the movie when your phone started ringing.
“Ugh.” You heard Any say as he laid his head back.
“Oh shut up.” You giggled as you pulled your phone out of your pocket and saw the Jordan was calling you. “Hey.”
“Hey, (Y/N). So, I was wandering if you were busy today?” He asked.
“Um,” you began glancing at Andy who was staring at you with impatience, “yeah. I’m hanging out with Andy today.”
“That fag?” He asked. His question took you back. You could tell Andy noticed by the way your expression completely changed.
“Excuse me?” You asked.
“God, why do you even talk to him?” He scoffed.
“The question is why do I even talk to you.” You corrected and ended the call before slamming your phone on the coffee table. “You can press play now.”
“You’re not gonna tell me what the hell that was about?” Andy looked at you with utter confusion.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“I will worry about it. (Y/N),” he said as he turned his body completely towards you, “what happened?”
“Just Jordan being a dick.” You answered.
“What did he say?”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes, actually, it does.” He placed the popcorn on the coffee table and placed his hand on your shin. “Talk to me.”
“He asked if I was doing anything today, I told him I was hanging out with you, he said ‘that fag?’, and then asked me why I even talked to you. I answered his question with a question and hung up.” You replied, annoyance clear in your voice.
He was quiet for a moment before he looked down. “Do you want me to leave?” His question too you back as well.
“Why would I want you to leave?” You asked.
“Well, I don’t wanna come between you and him.” He looked back up with you.
“Andy, you’re my best friend.” You paused for a moment as you played with your fingers. “And that means I should listen to you when you say someone isn’t good for me.” You sighed. “You were right Andy, he is a dick.”
“Hey,” he moved closer to you and wiped a tear that had unknowingly slid down your cheek. “don’t cry. He isn’t worth it.”
“It’s not that.” You sniffled, pissed that you couldn’t control your tears.
“Then what’s wrong?” He asked.
“It seems like no matter how hard I try, I can never find someone who gives a damn. What do I have to do to get into a relationship with someone who cares about me?” You growled in frustration. Andy knew about your past relationships that consisted of only two guys whom both cheated on you.
“Maybe you’re just looking in the wrong places.” He mumbled.
“Yeah, let me just go to China to look for someone who loves me.” You replied sarcastically.
“You know what I mean.” He replied. “Maybe you’ve already met someone like that you just haven’t taken the time to notice him that way.”
“Andy, you know I hate it when you talk like that. If there’s something or someone I’m missing here, please say s-“
“Me.” He interrupted you.
You looked at him like a deer in headlights. Did you hear him correctly? Did he have feelings for you? Since when? Why hadn’t he said anything before? Well, to be fair you hadn’t said anything either. “You?”
He nodded and looked down again. “Truth is, I’ve liked you for so fucking long now. It’s just with my touring and your school I didn’t think we’d have time for a relationship. Plus, I wasn’t sure if you felt the same. I still don’t know if you feel the same. I’m just tired of watching you date these worthless pieces of shit and not being able to be there for you the way I want to.” He looked back up at you. “I want to be there for you in ways that only I can. This already sounds way to sappy and too much like a fucking romance novel but it’s the truth.”
You sat and stared at him, almost emotionless. You had prayed for the day when he said something like this, but now you had no idea how to respond.
“Please say something. Are you happy? Are you mad?” He asked.
“The only thing I’m mad about is the fact that you didn’t say anything sooner. Andy, I’ve had feelings for you since before I was even with both of those douches.” He smiled as you finished and wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug that you happily returned.
“I’m glad I finally did.” He smiled as he buried his face in your neck. “You know what,” he said as he pulled away from the hug and grabbed your phone.
“What are you doing?” You asked, not able to wipe the smile off of your face.
You watched as he pressed a few things and then held the phone up to his ear. He pressed a finger to his lips and smirked. “Hey, this is Andy, you know the fag? Yeah, I just wanted to let you know that your girlfriend is sitting beside me and she wants nothing to do with you anymore. So, you can go ahead and loose her number.” He said before hanging up and placing your phone back down.
“An-“ you were interrupted as he leaned in to you and pressed a kiss to your lips. You smiled as you placed your hands on his cheeks and he wrapped his arms around your waist.
He pulled away and smirked at you. “How about that movie?”