I.L.Y || Road Trip A.U

Seventeen

After our meals at the Chinese restaurant, and a long debate about whether you put Yorkshire puddings on a Christmas dinner, we made our way back to the hotel.

Andy was sharing a room with Mikey but he let me stay with them as well, even through I told the pair of them I would be fine sharing with someone else.

The three of us were all sat on the double bed in the hotel room, clearly they don't mind sharing a bed of there's only one bed in the room, we had spent around half an hour already going through Christmas presents fans had given the boys. Their fans are so generous with presents, they give them t-shirts, jumpers, necklaces, everything - they must send so much money.

"Why do you keep vibrating? That's the second time you're done that today?" Mikey questioned, gaining a confused look from Andy as he rolled his eyes and laughed.

Picking up my phone I laughed at Mikey, seeing that I had a text from Summer

Summer/ how's tour going?
Me/ it's actually really good I'm selling merch and Blair said I can help him manage the boys and Harv when tours done if I want to!!!
Summer/ what?! That's amazing wtf!!
Me/ and you told me my music industry a-level was stupid
Summer/ well I didn't know you'd meet Blair Dreelan
Me/ trueeeeee. Well I need to help Mikey and Andy tidy up I'll talk later?
Summer/ sure byee

"I'm going to take some if this stuff to Rye, Brook and jacks room," Andy announced, picking up some Christmas bags from the floor.

"I'll help you," I told Andy, also picking up some Christmas decorated bags from beneath us.

Walking down the corridor to the boys' room was pretty awkward, we both walked at a decent speed in deadly silence. I've never fully been alone with Andy before. Yes, we would message each other privately if we thought of something funny but didn't want to say it in the group chat, but that was about it. It wasn't usually awkward for us - we got along like. house on fire most of the time.

Clearly, there was a reason for this silence.

Just as we were nearing the hotel room, Andy stopped dead in the middle of the hallway for no apparent reason. Giving him a confused look, Andy sighed. Hesitating a little, words spurted out of his mouth so quickly - with no control - that I only managed to catch a few of them : "Have you kissed Mikey?"

"You know i'm not allowed to do that," I told him, placing the bags on the floor next to me - as did Andy.

"But have you?" He asked, persistently, rubbing the back of his neck with his left hand.

"Why are you so interested?"

"No reason. i just want to know. Mikey's my best friend - i don't want you to hurt him," he told me, picking up the bags he had just placed on the floor.

The rest of the way was, again, dead silent. it wasn't like Andy to be so serious...

Arriving in the boys' room, I decided i'd stay for a while - leaving Andy to go back to Mikey, deep in thought.