Randy Oneshots (requests open)

Saviour

Prompt: Where Roadtrip and Harvey all go to a club as a celebration for one whole year of being a five-piece band. Rye is with Andy at the bar to keep him company as they had both decided to be responsible adults and manage the band by not drinking. Rye had needed to go to the toilet, so he had asked Andy to just wait at the bar for a minute and he'll be back because he knows how bad Andy's anxiety can be when in large crowds. but what happens when two large, mysterious men approach Andy at the bar when Rye's not there...

Warnings: sexual assault, attempted rape, fluff.

Cast: Rye, Andy, the creeper guys, and the boys.

Andy's POV:

Rye and i were both sat at the bar in this club sort of place whilst the other boys dance and drink, having fun.

we had decided to be the responsible adults and stay as sober as we could as Rye was taking us home. I know i didn't have to stay sober as i wasn't the one driving, but i just didn't want to loose control.

i was sat as close to Rye as i possibly could in the cramped proximity we were currently in. not that i minded of course. i love being with Rye, even if i practically have to sit on him to do so.

"Fovvs!" Rye shouts over the loud booming music.

"yeah, Rye?!" i raise my voice as well.

"i just need to go to the toilet, but i'll be back in a minute!" he notifies me and i nod, trying not to show my anxiousness as he smiles at me reassuringly. i hate it when i'm not around at least one of the boys in a place like this.

as soon as Rye leaves i feel an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach. And it's not a good feeling. it's a feeling of which i feel when something bad is going to happen...

i continue to sit there twiddling my thumbs hoping that Rye would hurry up and come back already. i felt a tap on my shoulder and i was hoping to god that it was just Rye.

i slowly look up to see two larger looking men stood in front of me, smirking down at me.

"well well well, look what we have here Johnny. A pretty blonde boy all alone." The slightly taller one beside 'Johnny' says. my eyes widen in fear. Oh no.

"yes, Damion. i wonder what things we could do to him..." Johnny trails off smirking even wider at me.

"g-get away from me. i-i'm waiting for someone." i say honestly, trying too look around the club in an effort to see if i could see Rye anywhere. No luck.

"Oh yeah. look's like they're not here. maybe you should come with us instead!" Damion says before aggressively gripping onto my hair, pulling me somewhere.

i try to scream. i try to shout. but no one could here me over the music. i could feel myself getting dragged somewhere. I'm outside now. i could tell by the breeze, drafting in the air.

"let me go!!" i scream once again trying to struggle out of their grip. they then throw me down on the cold hard ground, my head hitting something on the way down.

i wince, putting my hand on my head feeling something wet. oh please don't be blood. please don't be blood. i repeat this mantra multiple times before looking at my hand. it was too dark so i couldn't quite see what it was.

just at that moment, i get dragged up again, this time being pushed up against a hard brick wall. i scream out in pain, sobbing.

one of the guys begin to touch me. i couldn't tell who. my eyes were too blinded by the tears to render who it was.

"i'm gonna show you a good time, pretty boy." the guy with the deeper, gruffer voice says, as he begins to unbuckle his belt on his jeans.

"n-n-no!! p-please just let me go!!" i say but they just smack me up against the wall again, pinning me there. no matter how hard i try, i still can't break away from their harsh grip.

they then begin to turn me around, attempting to pull of my jeans and shirt. i scream and cry and try everything i could to stop this from happening.

They had gotten my top off and my jeans were down and off, thrown my my feet. they were just about to pull off my boxers, and i was slowly giving up.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF HIM RIGHT NOW!!" a familiar voice shouts from the other end of the alley way i was trapped in. I snap my head over in the direction i heard the voice.

I see Rye running over to us as fast as he could. i then hear sirens sounding from somewhere near here. Rye must have called the police.

i sob and cry out in relief and despair. the guys let go of me and took off running, which caused me to collapse to the ground, still half naked.

Rye runs over to me, immediately scooping me up onto his lap as he gets down onto the ground with me.

i feel so exposed, i feel so disgusting. i sob and cry into Rye's shoulder.

"Shhhh, Baby. you're okay now. i got you. i will never let anyone hurt you!" Rye says determined, as he rocks me in his arms.

a couple of policemen and women scurry into the alleyway where we're sat. the police woman gives Rye a blanket, Rye proceeding to cover me with the blanket as the other police guy puts my discarded clothes into what i could only guess to be an evidence bag.

i continue to whimper and sob in Rye's arms as he picks me up, his arms underneath my back and behind my knees. i wrap my arms around his neck, hiding my face from anyone around us. Rye shushes me soothingly as he cradles me in his arms, pulling me closer to him in a protective manor.

i hear the sirens getting closer and closer and i finally look up from Rye's chest. i see the ambulance that i was slowly nearing. i also look around to see the worried faces of my band mates and friends.

Rye carefully places me on one of those ambulance bed things before grabbing my hand.

"They're just going to take you in to check if you have any further injuries other than the one on your head, baby. but don't worry, i'll be right in here with you." says Rye answering all my questions as we get into to back of the Ambulance.

"w-What ab-bout the others?" i stutter in between silent sobs. Rye looks at me with a pained look in his eyes, obviously hating to see me like this.

"they'll get an Uber to the hospital, as i was the only able driver." he replies but i can tell there was something that he was thinking about as he looks at me with regret in his eyes.

"What a-are you thinking about R-rye?" i ask, wanting to know.

"I just feel so bad. if i didn't leave you in the first place, n-none of this ever would have happened." he worries as he grasps onto my hand, a few small tears escaping from his brown orbs.

"Rye's i-it's okay. none of this was your fault." i try to tell him.

"i just can't help but feel it is my fault, Andy." says Rye and i lift his hand up to my lips softly kissing his slightly grazed knuckles.

"R-rye, i promise you i-t's not your fault." i say, not letting him argue any more. i see a small, sad smile appear on Rye's perfect face.

"And i promise that i am never, ever gonna let anything like this happen to you again. i will forever stay by your side." Rye says repeating my previous action, only this time he leans down and kisses me on my cheek as well.

i blush slightly. I'm glad Rye was here with me now. I'm glad he showed up when he did. And in my heart and soul, Rye will forever be my saviour...