Randy - These Days

Feelings II

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In this story, just 48 hours passed while in our real word more than two months did, actually, it soon will be three months, lol.

And they covered "Familiar" the video was significantly cuter thought than the Original Music Video, lol.

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(Rye's POV) (I just noticed I put these in brackets, no idea why though, lol, I just do.)

... I knew we couldn't be.

I looked at Andy, I looked in his beautiful soft blue eyes, that still had most of the strength in them that I loved about them so much, yet they were filled with worry and a little bit of fear and weren't shining with the same happiness they normally did and kind off made me want to protect him.

I know, if he could see his hair, he would totally flip out, because it wasn't done at all, yet in my eyes, it still looked incredibly good, I wish my hair would look that good when I wake up, or to be honest with myself at any time on the whole day.

"Where did they keep the weapons?" One of the police officers asked. 'How should Andy know, he was kidnapped, you treat him like he is the one, who kidnaps people,' I nearly said out the last part loud, because they hardly behaved like police officers and I got a little protective over Andy if people try to pressure him about something a look and I notice that he starts to feel stressed out.

"They had them placed on the inside of the roof or they hold them," he tried to answer as good as he could. 'Of course, he would try to be as helpful as possible.' "I don't know if they had weapons anywhere else, put the van had a roof box. But as they took me directly into the van and didn't stop till the accident, I don't know if they had weapons anywhere else.

"Did they hide weapons anywhere else." 'Really? Didn't he literally just said, that he has no idea, how f*cking dumb are they, that's so embarrassing. And what the hell, why should he know, he got kidnapped, they are so dumb, Andy would have already told them if he knew anything. Why the f*ck do they behave like that, why can't they stop putting that much pressure on him,' I really wanted to tell them to stop treating him like he is the person that kidnapped someone; he got kidnapped and could have died, I just wished, that he wouldn't have agreed, but he did, so they could pressure him about it. I wanted to help him and tell the police officers to leave, but I was afraid, that it would keep them here longer and they would pressure him even longer than they already did.

"How am I supposed to know that?" I could see Andy getting more anxious and irritated, "They kidnapped me," he started to sweat lightly and his eyes darted around a little faster than before. Furthermore, he gripped the hem of his blanket a little tighter so I could see his knuckles slowly turning white. His eyes also started to lose more of the happiness in them and they already lost a lot and the shade of blue turned slightly darker if that is even possible. Also, his stature seemed to get smaller with every question; he tried to hide away in the blankets from the police officers and I was afraid that he tried to hide and get away from us too.

"Did they have weapons anywhere else?" 'Really, didn't he literally just answered that he has no idea, why do you keep pressuring him about that, and rephrasing a question by changing a single word, won't make a person suddenly know the answer to the question if they can't know it. Who trained them?' I really wanted them to stop, but I didn't know if I should speak up and ask them to, because I was afraid that they would pressure him worse the next time if I stopped them now. He looked really irritated now and I could see the same question in his eyes, why do they think he will magically know answers to questions he couldn't answer before when they ask again.