andy Biersack x Reader

"I want to met her!" Andy protested.
"No. I really don't want to."
"Please?" Andy, your boyfriend of almost a year, wanted to meet your mother.
"Um. Uhhh" you raked a hand through your hair. "Fine. I'm driving" you grab your coat, and keys, hopping on your motorcycle. Andy gets on, holding onto you. You drive for 10 minutes, pulling into a cemetery parking lot. You take off your helmet, looking at him, excepting him to freak out. Instead , be tucks his helmet under his arm, taking your hand. You walk soberly to her gravestone, sitting down.
"Mom? Remember Andy? I brought him" you say softly, taking a glass bead out of your pocket, placing it with the others. "You loved these." Andy sits next to you, placing and arm around your waist.
"Hi, Mrs. (L/N). I'm Andy Beirsack. Your daughter is an amazing person, and she means the world to me. I'll take good care of her. I promise. She is my starshine, the reason I smile. I am the luckiest man in the world. You'd be proud of her. When she met me, she kicked me in the ribs. In all fairness, it was my fault. But I do love her. I'll take real good care of her " you smiled softly.
"I told you about him. I think you remember. Remember the bands I liked growing up? And you always said they would fade away? Well, Andy is in one of those bands. And I still like the music. I guess something's just don't change." Your breath hitches.  "I miss you a lot. I really do." You let a tear fall down your face, hitting the grass.
"Hey now. Don't cry. It's okay." He wiped the tear with his thumb.
"I just miss her" you breathe out.
"I know. But I promised her I'd take care of you. I'm going to keep that promise." He lulled, tucking your head under his chin. He places a kiss on your head.
"She misses you. A lot. I've seen her at 5 am, crying in a ball, fists clenched, because she misses you. One time at a bar, some guy started a fight with her, and she was ignoring him. But he made the mistake of bringing you into it, and she punched him. I don't think I've ever seen her that mad. It was scary. But, I'm a man of my word, and I'll take good care of her." He rests his hand on the stone, running his fingers over the letters. "You would be proud of her. She is brilliant, and nice to everyone. I don't think I've seen her say an unkind word about anyone. She helps everyone she can, and is in forensics. She said she wanted to do that for as long as she can remember. And you know what? I'm proud of her too" he smiles softly. "I hope one day she'll take my last name. But you know, up to her. I respect her decisions. She is most definitely smarter than me. And I respect that."
"I love you mom. I'll be back in a few days. I really miss you" you whisper. Andy picks you up, seeing you were in no state to walk-your body was shaking with sobs. He places you on the motorcycle, sitting in front of you. He turns his head.
"She loves you (Y/N). I wouldn't have pushed so hard if I knew that's why you were so concerned." He puts his helmet on.
"You know what? I'm glad you did. I have the best boyfriend. You've shown that much" putting, your helmet on, after wiping the tears.
"I'm glad" he smiles, starting the motorcycle. You wrap your arms around his waist, and his kicks up the stand, driving off.