I'm not fine ~ Randy

Chapter 2

I wake up next to something really warm and soft. It's behind me so I turn myself around and snuggle closer to it, burying my head in it.

It wraps its arms around me and lets out a small laugh that I can recognize as Rye's. He begins softly playing with my hair and I sigh continently.

"You have to get up Andy." He whispers huskily in my ear.

I feel shivers run down my spine as his breath hits my ear. I whine slightly and bury my head deeper into his chest.

My arms wrap around him in a tight grip and I hear him chuckle at me. His whole body shakes and I whine again.

"Lay still" I mumble sleepily while I loosely hit him on the back.
His body stops shaking and I happily try to get some more sleep, before I feel Rye shaking my arms of him.

I can feel him shift and then I can feel his breath on my face. I flutter my eyes open slowly and squint them shut when they get burned from the bright light.

I slowly open my eyes when I feel something block the light. Right in front of me, blocking the bright light, is Rye.

He's so close that I can see all the colors in his eyes, and I can only say one thing, he has beautiful eyes.

I can see his eyes move down to my lips for a split second before they look into my ugly, dull blue eyes again.

His eyes move down to my lips again, and I'm so sure he's going to kiss me, before he pulls back. I can feel myself getting a little bit disappointed, but what did I expect.

Someone as perfect as him would never go for someone like me, even if he was gay.

I saw Rye give me a quick side glance before he gets up without a word and walks out the room.

Not long after I can hear the front door slam shut. I feel myself wanting to cry, before I push it back when I realise that Mikey is sleeping soundly in his bed on the other side of the room.

I quickly glance at him to make sure he's not going to wake up, before I quietly get up from the bed, my diary and pen under my arm, and make my way to the bathroom.

When I get there I quickly shut and lock the door before I turn on the shower so that nobody can hear my ugly cries.