Emma's P.O.V

"How the hell do you know where I live?!" I hiss angrily hugging the towel that was wrapped around my body tighter.

"Um...I was walking around the neighborhood looking for your car." he replies.

"And you just decided to crawl through my window?!" I ask. He shrugs, then his eyes rake down my body.

"Ugh! You're such a pervert!" I yell grabbing my clothes and walking into the bathroom. I dress quickly and head back into my room only to find Andy looking through my drawers.

"What are you doing?" I ask. He turns around holding up one of my bras.

"I like this one." he says with a smirk. I blush grabbing the clothing ffrom him and stuffing it back into the drawer.

"Why are you here?" I ask.

"Well...my dad kicked me out so..." he trails off. I raise my eyebrow in curiousity.

"And you chose to come here? Why?" He shrugs.

"Thought you needed the company." he states. I shake my head.

"I think you should go." I say and he frowns.

"Why?" he questions.

"Because if my dad finds you here, we'll both be dead." I mutter. Andy smirks sitting on my bed and stretching out as if he owned the place.

"I'm not scared of your dad." he murmurs.

"Well I am...so I think you should leave." He chuckles lightly.

"I didn't think you were scared of him. After what you said to him today I didn't think you were scared of anything." he says. I blush slightly.

"I have a reason to be scared of my own dad. You seriously should leave." I repeat. He sigh but stands up. He walks over to the window but stops suddenly. He turns around a small smile playing on his lips.

"Can I have a goodbye kiss?" he asks.

"What? No." I say and he laughs.

"It was worth a try." he says before crawling out of my window without another word. I groan and sprawl out on my bed, grabbing a random book, trying to block out the rest of the world. I couldn't help but my thoughts drifting to Andy. His piercing blue eyes. His long lanky body. Something about him was drawing me towards him, but what I didn't know. And I didn't want to find out.

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Monday came too soon. After the other night with Andy I had absolutely no contact with him. Which made me both glad and sad. I was hoping he would come and talk to me again but at the same time I wish he didn't give up on me. I sigh as I go through the motions of getting ready for school. I was up and out of the door before my dad woke up. I slipped into my car and drove off.

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I was at school too early. There was nobody there. It was only 7 o'clock. I sigh as I turn plug my phone into the radio playing Bring Me The Horizon's Go To Hell For Heavens Sake. I hum along to the beat passing the time. About an hour later someone tapped on my window. I flinched and turned to look at who it was. Andy. Of course. A small spark exploded inside me knowing that he didn't give up on me. I turn off my car, grab my phone and step out of my car, locking it.

"Hey princess." he says. I noticed there was something different about him. Dark circles were under his eyes, indicating that he hasn't slept much. His eyes were a bit unfocused.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Hmm? Yea...just tired." he yawns for emphasis. I sigh as we head into the school building.

Andy's P.O.V

Ever since my dad kicked me out I've been sleeping at Jake's house. He actually lived a couple blocks away from Emma. I haven't had much luck with sleep. Every time I close my eyes I see my  mom staring back at me. Knowing she's gone just breaks my heart.

I fall into step with Emma as we walk into the school building. I spot her friend Kimberly watching us intently. Awkward silence evades the two of us as we saunter through the halls before Emma stops in front of the office.

"I'm office aid first period. So...bye." she murmurs before scurrying inside. I sigh, hanging my head as I trudge slowly to my class. Someone taps my shoulder and I turn around to find Kimberly.

"Why are you hanging around Emma?" she asks.

"Hello to you too." I reply crossing my arms.

"Ugh! You're so rude! I asked you a question emo boy." she says angrily. I chuckle.

"Emo boy? Is that all you got? Listen Emma likes me way better than she'll ever like you." I state.

"Oh really? You're so stupid! Emma is my best friend."

"So she's your friend? What's her favorite music artist?"

"Katy Perry." she states confidently. I snort shaking my head and walking away just as the late bell rang. I headed towards my class and sat in the back as usual. I rest my head on my desk droning out the rest of the world. That is until the teacher started calling my name.

"Mr. Andrew Biersack...you're needed in the office. Miss. Taylor, will you make sure Andrew doesn't run off like last week?" my teacher asks and Emma nods glancing at me anxiously. I stand up and walk outside of my classroom without another word. Emma follows me.

"What are they going to tell me?" I ask.

"Well...it's kind of for both of us...since we both ditched last week." she states blushing slightly. I smile.

"At least I won't be alone in this." I mutter. We reach the office in a matter of minutes and Emma walks in before me. Mr. Robinson sees us and frowns.

"Miss. Taylor. Mr. Biersack. Please follow me to my office." he says leading us to his private room. We both sit down simultaneously in front of a large mahogany desk.

"You both know why you are hear right?" he asks. Emma and I nod.

"Well your actions won't go without consequence. But I would like to know why...Emma...a perfect student like you would follow in this man's path." Emma is silent for a moment.

"He was sad...and I just wanted to comfort him." she replies slowly.

"I understand but that doesn't give you the right to leave school grounds without permission. So since this is your first time getting into trouble Emma, you will only receive three detentions. Unlike Mr. Biersack here." he says turning his attention to me, "You have been causing trouble in this school ever since day one. So I decided that you are almost at my breaking point. You will have a full month of detention and you will be helping to organize the prom this year."

I groan loudly. I don't want to help with the prom. That was one thing I hated more than my own dad. School events. I absolutely despised them.

"This is your last chance Andrew. If you fail to take these orders I will expel you."