Tension

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(Andy's POV)

'but Rye isn't like that.'


'He really isn't.'

We got into the car, Harvey sat on my left side and Mikey on my right with Jack and Brook in the front.

"I am glad to finally leave that place, why did I even need to stay in there for more than an hour? I was fine," my voice started to shake a little, I was scared, they would come again, I couldn't shake that thought out of my head, I know the police said they got them, but what if they did a mistake, what if those persons they got were innocent and the true kidnappers where still out there. 'Would they return and try to kidnap me again, would they go for Rye, would they go for Brook or Mikey or Jack or Harvey?' As more and more questions filled my head I got more and more worried.

'Maybe I am not emotionally fine, but physically I am, just some minor cuts,' I tried to tell myself, 'and I might have been unconscious, but apart from that, I am fine, physically.'

My thoughts returned to the people that kidnapped me again and again, no matter how much I wanted to stop thinking about them, no matter how much I concentrated on thinking about other things. But in the moments when I didn't think about them, I thought about why Rye didn't come.

I started to panic more as the distance to the Hospital grew and we got closer to the flat, 'oh my god, what if they don't want to kidnap anyone this time, but instead punish one of them for saving me, what if Rye is the next target or Brooklyn, Jack, Mikey or Harvey, what if they kill any of them?'

Harvey put his hand on my left leg to calm me down, but it didn't work, I just started to panic more and more and tried to shove his hand away, he looked away hurt. 'Sorry, Harvey, but I just can't, not right now, I am sorry.' But I couldn't say anything to him, because I didn't want to hear my own voice tremble, I didn't want to appear weaker than I already did.

I slowly leaned my head on Mikey's shoulder, needing contact with another person.

"I don't want to put any pressure on you, but you should all start preparing for the next video shot, it will be psycho by Post Malone, I already talked with Zach he will do it with you," Blair told us.

I groaned, 'really? Why him out of all people? The concerts with him are enough. Don't need to see that guy in the rest of my time too.'

Mikey looked at me and turned his head so he could whisper in my ear, "Why did you groan?"

I huffed a little, 'shit, he heard that.' I turned my head to the side and leaned in a little more, "if you haven't noticed by now, he and I don't really get along well at all." He looked at me surprised, "You didn't get along with him? Why don't you, he is a nice guy."

"Nice guy, of course," I replied my voice laced with sarcasm, "we seem to have a diverging opinion about that." Mikey looked at me, "what has he done to you? Aren't you just a little bit of a Diva today?"

"Not that important," I turned my face away from Mikey.

"Andy, Aannndyyy," he whisper screamed, I didn't answer.

"Andy!" The others looked at him for a short time but then went back to what they did before, Jack talking with Brooklyn, Harvey looking out of the window and Blair drove us to the flat.

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