Roadtrip Oneshots

Randy, Fatigue

Rye

Andy was a lot more clingy today, not that I minded. He hugged me at any opportunity he could find, and always seemed to want to be close.

I felt his arms wrap around me from behind as he rested his head on my back. I patted his arm gently.

"What's up with you today?" I asked my boyfriend softly with a chuckle.

"Nothing, I'm just tired." I felt him yawn into my back. I slipped out of his grasp before turning around and pulling him into my arms.

I pressed a kiss to his lips and he hummed into it, before resting his head on my shoulder and looking up at me. "I love you." He whispered, and I felt a grin surface.

"I love you too Fovvs."

"Oi! We haven't got all day!" Jack yelled. I turned around to see the rest of the boys waiting for us to catch up.

"Yeah alright! Give us a minute!" I shouted back, before turning to my boyfriend. I let out a breathy chuckle when I saw his eyes slipping closed.

"Andy, baby... you can't fall asleep. We still have two covers left to film." I said softly, and he blinked quickly as he leant away from me. I frowned slightly when he didn't respond.

"Fovvs, are you sure you're alright?" I murmured, watching in concern as he took a shaky step away from me.

"Fine. I'm great, now stop asking." I raised my eyebrows at his curt response, holding my hands up in defeat as he walked ahead of me.

"Sure. Okay." I answered, trailing behind him. He sped up at my words, walking until he was at the front of the pack. Mikey, seeing my bewilders expression, fell in step with me.

"What was all that about?" He asked. I sighed... Mikey must've seen our interaction while they were waiting for us.

"I don't even know... we were fine one minute, and then I asked if he was alright again and he snapped at me." I spoke, eyes fixed on the the back of Andy's figure.

"Don't think anything of it Rye. I think he's in one of those irritable moods today... we all have them. I mean, Jack's was awful the other week!" Mikey tried to cheer me up. I weakly smiled, thinking back to that day.

Jack had snapped at us for every little thing that went wrong that day, not talking to anyone as a result. He was fine the next day.

"He said he was tired." I spoke, shoving my hands in my pockets. But I failed to mention his stumble earlier.

Mikey nodded. "We all get a bit moody when we're tired... just give him a bit of space today, yeah. I'm sure you guys will be all over eachother in a few hours." He patted my shoulder before catching up to the others, leaving me to my thoughts.
Maybe that was all it was. Maybe he just was irritable today.

But something deep inside me told me otherwise, and I had the unease growing restless in my chest all day.

***

One cover left.
Andy hadn't approached me yet. But I'd kept a close eye on him when he wasn't looking. And I was concerned.

I'd seen him rubbing his temple earlier, and then proceeding to down nearly half a bottle of water.
But the latter wasn't anything new.
I'd caught his eye and raised my eyebrows, but he rolled his eyes and turned to face the other way.
I was starting to get frustrated. If something was bothering him he'd tell me... Right? After all, I was his boyfriend. We told eachother everything.