Chapter 3

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Andy's P. O. V.
I was in the kitchen with Mikey. In my head I kept replaying my conversation with Amanda. I kept thinking about what if. I pictured Rye in my head. My heart fluttered whenever I thought about him. His hair, his eyes, his lips-wait what the hell am I doing? It's Rye. He's your friend, your bandmate. And you're not even sure if you're gay yet "Fovvs are you allright mate?" I snapped back to reality and saw Mikey grinning at me. "What's so funny?" I asked confused. "You were pulling Some really weird faces there" Mikey chuckled. I sighed and shook my head. Rye came in. He was clearly fresh out of bed and was topless. My eyes unconsiously glanced at his sixpack. "Morning mate" Mikey casually said. "Morning" Rye replied in a sleepy voice as he passed me and Mikey to make Some tea. "Morning fovvs" Hearing my name made my heart skip a beat. What is happening to me? I went to the fridge to take the butter. "Incoming! Hot tea!" Rye mumbled as he wriggeled past me back to the living room. I felt his back brush against mine, sending electricity trough my body. Hot tea? Hot Rye! Oh god what is wrong with me?  "Hey fovvs, can you grab some ham too? " Mikey asked. "Yeah sure" I said and closed the fridge.

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