**TRISH'S POV**
I rolled over and groaned. I carefully got up and went to the toilet. When I walked back into my room Rye was spooning Brooklyn. I laughed quietly and got my phone. I took a picture and posted it on twitter and on Instagram captioned with 'Rylyn is real'. Soon enough our phones pinged with notifications from it. I climbed back into bed when Rye's phone started ringing. It was his mum. He looked too peaceful to wake up so I answered.
"Ryan, why didn't you tell me you and Trish had broken up?" She asked before I could say hello. He didn't tell her that we broke up. I thought he had. We haven't been together for months and he still hadn't told her.
"Hey, Ms Beaumont. I'm sorry that he didn't tell you. Rye is currently asleep that's why I'm answering. I am really sorry about it" I answered her.
"Oh. Hello Trish, darling. I'm sorry about being rude like that. How are you?" She replied.
We started talking and had a catch up. It was nice talking to her again. I remember when I first met Rye's family. They were all so nice. I love his little brothers, Sammie and Shaun. They are so funny and energetic. They always make me laugh. It was as if they were the siblings I never had but always wanted.
"Thank you, Ms Beaumont. It has been very nice catching up with you. I will get Rye to call you later. Have a lovely day. I'll see you at the wedding. Tell the Twins I said hi. Cya" I hung up after she said bye.
"Who was that?" Rye asked in his morning voice.
"It was your mum. Why didn't you tell her Rye?" I asked.
"Because she would've been mad at me for doing that to you. You're the only girlfriend that my mum has liked. I mean she liked Mariana but Mariana was different. I've known Mariana since I was very little so that doesn't count. You know what I mean" he said, sitting up. I nodded and handed him his phone back.
"You've got to call your mum later by the way" I said standing up.
He looked through his phone for a bit before deciding to talk.
"What is Brooklyn's present?" He asked quietly as Brooklyn was still asleep.
"Oh I'll show you" I said walking over to the bags. I didn't know which was which because I had quite a few Ann Summers bags. Most of them were filled with stuff for the hen party. One had Brook's presents in and another had some underwear, I decided to treat myself to, in.
"I don't know which is which. I think it's this one" I said handing him the bag.
He dug into the bag and pulled out a piece of underwear.
"YOUR PRESENT FOR BROOKLYN IS A THONG?!" He screeched flinging them towards me.
"Ya what?!" Brooklyn said waking up. I laughed and tried to speak. I tried my best but I couldn't stop laughing.
"That's the wrong bag. And no!" I said grabbing the bag and putting it back. I picked up the another bag and passed it to Brooklyn.
"I'm hoping this is the bag that has your present in it" I said sitting back down.
He reached into the bag and started laughing as he pulled it out.
"Really?!" He laughed "A couple of bottles of lube? Oh and a towel"
Rye looked at us weirdly as we laughed.
"Yeah. Well I thought it might come in handy" I winked at the pun.
"You two are disgusting. Don't be like this at the wedding please?" Rye laughed.
"I'm not going to the wedding with Brooklyn anyways so it's alright" I said. Brooklyn looked saddened and Rye looked happy.
"Who are you going with?" Rye asked. A bit of hope in his voice.
"I'm going by myself or with Theo. Probably by myself because Theo needs to go see Melissa" I replied sounding oddly confident.
"Why aren't you going with Brooklyn?" Rye asked. Even though Brooklyn was still there.
"We've broken up. But for the best. Haven't you seen the picture that's going around of you two?" I said trying to change the subject.
"W..What picture?" Brooklyn asked, getting up to go to the toilet.
"Look" I said as he walked past.
"Hold on. I really need to pee" he replied, walking quickly to the toilet.
I stood up to grab my phone so I could show it to Brooklyn.
**BROOKLYN'S POV**
I dried my hands and walked back into the bedroom. Trish was stood right in front of the bed facing me. Rye must've gone downstairs because he wasn't their. I did a little run up to her then jumped on top of her. Making her fall onto the bed.
"What are you doing?" She laughed.
"Friends with benefits right?" I giggled.
"Not whilst Rye is here" she giggled back.
"I didn't want that. I want a kiss" I said puckering up.
"Nope" She said turning her head.
"Pleaseeee" I squeaked.
She laid there and thought for a second before pushing me over so she was on top, straddling me. She leaned down to kiss me put pulled away before our lips met. I whined a little and let her carry on with what she was doing. She looked so cute like that. Her hair a little messy and her eyes bright. I tapped her nose and she shook her head. She hated it when I did that. She grabbed my hands and locked her fingers in mine. She pushed my arms out and lowered her lips closer to mine but soon pulled away.
"How many times are you gonna do that?" I asked smiling.
"Until I get bored with teasing you" She said pushing my arms apart and then back together, so it looked like I was clapping with my arms.
Eventually she did kiss me.
"I love how childish you are" I laughed at her.
"I love how adorably annoyed you get when I don't kiss you straight away" she laughed back.
"AUNTIE TRISHHH!!" A little girl screamed and ran onto the bed.
"MELISSA!!" Trish screamed back and jumped off me.
"Sorry" Theo said running in after her.
"It's okay. I'm so happy to see her" Trish said, tickling Melissa.
I got up and stood by the door next to Theo and smiled. Seeing the way Trish was with kids just melted my heart.
"They're amazing aren't they?" Theo said.
"Yes" I smiled.
"She's brilliant with kids is Trish" He said not being able to take his eyes off them.
"She's adorably childish" I said quietly.
"You what?" He asked confused.
I shook my head and just carried on watching her.
Adorably childish.
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FanfictionA Rye Beaumont Imagine/Fanfic Will Rye be able to get T's heart back before Brooklyn gets it? Will T be able to forgive Rye for cheating on her?
