Chapter 15

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Melody

"I have enough money to get a coach now, but I need to leave, I can't be here Jack. This is too much for him to fix. I've just ruined years worth of friendship !!! I don't feel right being here anymore" I shouted as more tears fell from my eyes.

I wanted things to work with Andy and I but he seemed jealous and after hitting me, I'm not sure I could trust him, accident or not.

"Well come on then. No point in wasting time" My head turned to face Rye who was walking out of the flat with my bag in his hand and his car keys in the other.

He put my bag in the boot and stood by the car, his arms crossed tightly around his chest.

"We could hear you shouting about you wanting to go home. Andy knows I'm driving so let's go" I turned to face Jack and gave him one last hug.

"I'm so sorry Jack, tell Andy I love him" I whispered as I walked over to Rye and got into the car.

••••

Other than the music playing in the background, the car ride was fairly quiet, I didn't talk to Rye and he didn't talk to me.

I contemplated calling or texting Andy but just one look at Rye and that would stop me.

Sure it was unfair that I was choosing Rye over Andy, but Andy did start this and Rye did offer to drive me home.

I was about to finally talk to Rye until a text came through on my phone

Jack🍀
Hey Mel, I told Andy what you said and surprisingly he understood why you wanted to leave, he's abit upset about everything and he doesn't blame you for anything. Think his exact words were "I will always love her and I could never blame her for my own stupid actions" call or text him at some point and don't forget about the rest of us, text me and let me know you and Rye get to Manchester safely xx

My eyes watered slightly at the text Jack sent, but I quickly got rid of it by rubbing my eyes and fake yawning and Rye didn't suspect anything. I quickly typed a response to Jack, shielding my phone slightly.

Mel💋
Jack I would never forget you!! You're my little bundle of Irish joy, always making me laugh, I'm sorry that I left so soon but you are welcome to stay with me in Manchester, all of the boys are. I wanted to stay but I couldn't look at Andy after what he did, I'll learn to forgive him, I always do. Love you Jack and I'll text you as soon as we're home xx

I locked my phone and sighed, I turned to face Rye and decided to take his features in.

He had a bust lip, a cut in his brow, his once beautiful brown eyes were dark and the area around his eye was a faint purple, I frowned at the mess I caused and I guess he saw me looking.

"What?" He asked, his voice was deeper than usual and there was no playful smile on his face, I couldn't tell what emotion was on his face and it pained me slightly.

He didn't even look at me when he spoke, that's how much he must hate me.

"I'm sorry" I croaked slightly as I looked down at my hands.

He pulled into a service station minutes later and we both got out of the car, I went to walk towards the entrance but Rye grabbed my arm and pulled me into a tight hug, he rested his head on top of mine, due to the height difference, and I heard him sigh.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, I'm sorry for losing my cool and hitting Andy"

"Rye he hit you first because of me, this is all my fault" I sounded so pathetic but at the minute I didn't really care.

He removed himself from the hug and I looked down again but I soon felt his hand under my chin, tilting it upwards so I was looking at him.

"Listen to me, you did nothing wrong okay? And I promise I mean that" I nodded and he planted a small kiss on my forehead and then flung his arm around my shoulder, leading us inside.

Mikey

I had taken Andy to the band room and made him sit on my bed, Brook took Rye to the bathroom and Jack took Melody out on a walk.

Today had been really messed up, Andy and Rye had never fought, not even as a joke so it's mad to think that one girl changed Andy's mind.

"Hand" I said to Andy as he stretched it out, I gently grabbed it and started cleaning it, I heard Andy hiss under his breath.

"Sorry about that, you should've known that this would hurt" he shrugged his shoulders and I started bandaging it.

"What came over you?" I asked him, he shrugged his shoulders once again and I rolled my eyes.

"Andy you're going to have to talk to me... or Rye."

"Nothing came over me Mikey now just drop it" I did what he said and I just dropped his hand from mine and I heard him cussing from the pain but I just went into the kitchen to start cleaning the blood from the wall.

I had just about finished when we heard shouting from outside and we realised it was Melody.

"I have enough money to get a coach now, but I need to leave, I can't be here Jack. This is too much for him to fix. I've just ruined years worth of friendship !!! I don't feel right being here anymore"

I stood there in silence and so did all the other boys. Brook had moved from the bathroom to sit in the band room with Andy and Rye was in Blair's room, well he was until he stormed into the band room and grabbed Melody's bag.

I put the tea towel down and stood at the door frame with my arms crossed, Rye was stood there packing Melody's bag and Andy just watched.

"Rye wha-"

"Mikey don't. You heard what she said" he pushed past me but stopped before the front door.

"Don't worry Andy. I won't even talk to her if that makes you feel better" and with that he slammed the door and stomped down the stairs.

Five minutes later Jack walked through the door and flopped onto his bed.

"She said she still loves you Andy" he staring up at the mattress above him, Andy responded with something which Jack typed and then continued staring.

This day was getting worse but we could make the most out of it.

"Anyone want to come cinema and Nando's?" I asked and watched Brook and Jack get excited but Andy just sat there on my bed not really doing anything.

"Andy? Please, I know you might be pissed but this will take your mind off things" he got up off the bed, grabbed his jacket and headed towards the door.

"I'll drive" was all he said and we all followed him out of the door and towards his car.

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