#andybiersackimagines

"Yes, of course I'll Marry you." you said in one breath, attacking him in a hug, he laughed loudly and hugged back, planting kisses all over your face, "Welcome to the family Future Mrs. Biersack."  

Part Two? I think so! ~ Andy Pandy

You let out a shaky breath as you pulled on your skates, looking around at the big ice rink, a goal on each end, what was normally packed was deserted,  just you and Andy. You looked over at him be had his skates on already and was politely waiting for you a smile on his perfectly plump lips, "How can you be so confident?" you asked standing up and almost falling, luckily you caught the wall, "Well I used to play when I was younger." he replied moving toward the opening where you could get out onto the ice. You moved slowly until you met him and grasped his hand, he instantly could sense your nerves, "Don't worry, you'll be fine.. if you fall it doesn't hurt.. for long." he said smiling, you elbowed him gently, "I can't believe I let you talk me into this.." He grinned at your response and pulled you onto the ice, again you slipped and almost fell, but Andy caught you in a matter of seconds, lifting you back to your feet, he smiled and kissed your cheek, "Your Clumsy." he said as he slowly made his way to where the hockey sticks were. "No, I'm amazing." you replied sarcastically shaking your head as he handed you a stick, you happily took it and leaned against it, Andy did the same, "Okay, so first you should probably learn how to skate with it in your hands." You nodded and held it up, causing Andy you laugh, "Your holding it wrong." he said fixing it in your hands, you blushed crimson red and nodded, "I knew that.." Andy took his leaning stance and pushed off skating around the middle, he then yelled over to you, "Come on! You got it!" he yelled waving his hands in a motion suggesting you follow, you took in a sharp breath and pushed off the wall. You smiled actually getting it for a moment, before you foot caught and you went tumbling down, this time having no one to catch you, you ended up on your back, letting out a small incoherent groan. You let your head fall back as you spotted Andy nearing you, a worried look on his face, "Y/N, Are you okay?" he asked bending down by you, "Yeah, I'm good, just broke my Back and all." He smiled at your response, sticking out a hand, which you took, he pulled you to your feet and grasped your hand, "Okay, I'll skate with you." you nodded in response and let him pull you along, you picked up speed and eventually dropped his hand getting the hand of it, you could hear him clapping in the background, you smiled as you thought to yourself, 'Don't embarrass yourself..' Soon enough Andy was beside you, you turned to head to say something but as soon as you did you slipped pulling Andy down with you, you landed with a loud 'Whack' and only sat there soaking up your own shame, you opened your eyes to see Andy proudly looking down at you. "What?" you said blushing, "Your adorable.." he murmured leaning down and kissing you with a grin on his face.

Hey guys so lately I've been feeling really down and been feeling like shit:/ but to get my mind off things I think I wanna write some imagines so send me Name: Age(real or fake) Plot Smut,fluff,normal:) I'll do every request I get if I get any :)

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Part 1: I’ve known Andy Biersack since forever. He was the kid next door, my best mate, my brother. We grew up together and went trough anything. He had always been there for me and vice versa. It was never easy for us around the other kids because we were the weird ones, those who never fit. As little ones we always preferred to play alone, we even used signs so that the others wouldn’t know what we were talking about. When we grew up a bit we started listening to rock bands and wore clothes which didn’t offer us better chances in the social life. Things didn’t develop much different from that in high school until senior year. But then I met Evan Scott. He was one of the popular guys, diabolically handsome, with green eyes, bright brown hair and amazing smile. I’ve only seen him at lunch or in the middle of the hallway , been admiring him for a second or two but nothing more. I mean, who am I kidding,that hottie will never ever even glance at me. Andy, another beautiful creature,just like Evan, with the brightest eyes I have ever seen,with his deep voice and brilliant smile , was just as lucky as I was with the opposite gender. It was understandable why I’ve never had a boyfriend,with that pale skin of mine and boring brown eyes, but so not the same thing could be said about him. I’ve seen loads of girls checking him out because of how hot he was but none of them even tried to do something about it just because he was an outsider. Selfishly that fact makes me a bit happy because I really don’t want to share him with anybody. It was also a relief that he wasn’t looking for a girlfriend anyway. Andy and I hate chemistry... a lot! Unfortunately I didn’t manage to escape it like Andy did. That day he was rubbing it in my face during lunch, in breaks and even decided to make a little bit more fun of me with escorting me to the chem lab. I was frustrated. - And don’t forget, darling, have loads of fun, yano, because chemistry is all about that,haha! - said Andy for like millionth time this day. I left rolling my eyes and then entered the room. I immediately froze when a pair of green eyes stopped on me. Evan Scott in my chemistry class? For real?! I came back to reality when i heard a voice coming from the middle of the room. It was the chemistry teacher asking me about my name. - M..Mackenzie. - Mackenzie who? - Fray, Mackenzie Fray, I’m sorry - I did indeed completely froze. - Alright, Mackenzie, take a seat and lets get started. - said the teacher. I did my best to get to the table at the back without falling. Evan was talking to some guy next to him and smiled widely. That smile made my heart flutter. He looked at me again before i took my seat a few seats behind him. And that is all I can remember from my chemistry class. My chem teacher asked me a few questions which I couldn’t answer but then Evan did. Oh, so he is not just a beautiful shell. He is smart. That did impress me. In the break , as usual , I was waiting for Andy to come in front of the room so that we can listen to some music and imagine our future, Andy being a great rock star and me being his manager/best friend. But Andy was late now. That annoyed me a bit so to punish him I decided to listen music on my own and draw something on the cover of my notebook. Shadow that appeared made me look up,thinking that it is Andy’s. -Next time you can at least try to be at time, you little sh ... Oh! - It wasn’t Andy the one who i was talking to. It was Evan. -I’m sorry, I took you for someone else - I said. -For your boyfriend I guess?- those were the first words Evan said to me. -Yeah ...no, NO! He is not my boyfriend, Andy is my best friend. But yeah, I thought it was him. -Not your boyfriend,huh? Good to hear. I’m Evan by the way. -I’m.. -Mackenzie Fray, heard already.-said Evan. - Ah yeah, you did. He smiled at me , so widely that his eyes got a bit more brighter - Anyway - he continued - I just wanted to tell you that if you ever need some help with chemistry I’m here for you. My jaw hit the floor. Evan Scott offered to help me with chemistry? Cannot be real.Then I heard a voice, the most familiar voice in the whole universe. Andy. -Mac?-said Andy -Oh,Andrew - I looked at him, his eyes were wide opened, one eyebrow raised . He was definitely unhappy with what he just saw. - You coming? - Yes, of course - I responded. -Alright then, Fray - it was Evan, smiling - if you need me you will find me,right? - I will - that was all I said , trying to smile without crashing and then i left the room with Andy, finally being able to breathe. - What was that? - Andy asked me. - What was what? - Evan Scott flirting with you. -He wasn’t flirting with me! - i was shocked that Andy used that word. - Oh, he defo was ! I don’t like this guy, he is a cock. Andy was unhappy,I was able to see it in his eyes, which now were dark blue. That color suited him actually. For a moment I lost myself in that look just like half of the girls which we passed by in the hallway, but then I reminded to myself-he is your best friend, those eyes will never give you a look different than the one you always get.

So i took the decision to try and make a story that is Andy Biersack related. Don’t know if it’s gonna be decent but ah well. :) P.S. Don’t be too harsh

Parts 5-8 of Little Miss Angel