Sorry, Wrong Number

I'm sorry sis

👑Lacey's POV👑

I walked to Rye's room crying. Rye followed me, which I didn't want. I walked into his ensuite and locked the door, since I didn't want him to see me cry.

I sat behind the locked down with my legs up to my chest and silently cried.

"Lacey, babe, open the door, please," Rye begged, gently knocking on the door.

"Go away," I said, my voice cracking slightly.

"Lacey, please. I wanna help," Rye said softly.

I stood up and unlocked the door. I opened it and automatically fell into Rye's arms. He hugged me tightly and kissed my head.

"It's okay. She's just upset," Rye reassured.

"B-But she's m-mad at m-me," I stuttered and sobbed.

"Babe, calm down. She's not mad at you, she's just confused right now," Rye said as he rubbed my back.

He walked me over to his bed and sat me down, kneeling down in front of me and grabbing my hands.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" He asked.

I shrugged and looked down at our hands. He rubbed the back of my hands slightly with the pad of his thumb, which calmed me down a bit.

He lifted my right hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles, making me smile through the tears.

I heard the front door slam shut and I knew that Anaelle left. I mean, who else would leave?

"It's okay," Rye said softly, seeing my frown.

He let go of my hands and stood up, sitting down beside me right after. I leaned my head on his shoulder and sniffled.

Rye and I sat silently with only my occasional sniffles and the boys talking being heard.

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"Laceyyy!" Rye whined.

"What?" I asked as I sipped on the tea that Rye made me.

"I love you," He said with a cheesy smile.

"Ryan, no! I don't wanna hear that!" Andy exclaimed while scrunching up his face in disgust.

I laughed. "What's wrong Fovvs?"

"You know what's wrong, Lacey," Andy said.

I nodded, knowing that he didn't like the fact that he was the only single one in the flat.

"You need to get laid!" I exclaimed.

Rye bursted out laughing, making me laugh too.

"What's so funny?" Brooklyn asked as he walked into the living room.

"Andy got mad because I said that I love Lacey, so Lacey was teasing him and said that he needs to get laid," Rye said while still laughing.

Brooklyn laughed. "Well, it's true."

"Brooklyn! Don't pick their side!" Andy whined.

"Aww! Andy! Are you mad?" I asked in a baby voice.

"Shut up," Andy said, trying to be firm, but the slight smile on his face that he was trying to hide gave him away.

We all laughed, and then the front door opened, and then closed. Jack and Anaelle both walked in with Lacey stumbling and Jack looking ashamed and a bit scared.

"Jack, what did you let her do?" I asked.

"I'm sorry! I told her to stop drinking and she wouldn't and she got mad at me when I tried to take the bottle away," Jack explained.

"Lacey," Anaelle slurred, hiccuping after. "I'm sorry sis."

I sighed. "It's fine. Just come on. Let's get you to bed."

I gently grabbed her arm and lead her to the Mindy room. I laid her down on Mikey's bed and tucked her in. Then I got up to leave.

"No! Don't leave!" She whined.

I giggled and laid next to her on the bed.

"I'm really, really sorry," She apologised.

"It's fine, I get it. You were mad," I said.

She gave me a small smile and grabbed my hand, holding it. She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

HEY EVERYONE! Thought I'd make Anaelle and Lacey's relationship better, for a little while anyway.

But what will happen when Anaelle wakes up? Will she be mad still?
Well, you're gonna have to find out in the next chapter!

Sincerely,
Meredith