My Brother's Best Friend

Part Six

Your P.O.V
Once we got back to the flat, I grabbed the first aid kit from the bathroom and started to aid to Andy's cuts. He winced as I tried to sort them out but didn't complain. I felt terrible. This was all my fault. I shouldn't have interrupted so to be fair, I deserved that punch. After about twenty minutes, I had finished helping Andy and he walked out of the bathroom to go get some lunch. I turned around to leave the bathroom and Rye was standing in the doorway.
"Omg Rye you scared me half to death. How long have you been standing there?"
Rye:"The whole time actually, I was just keeping an eye on Andy."
"I'm not a baby, I can look after myself."
Rye:"I know I know, just making sure. By the way, you're good at first aid, you should be a doctor."
I laughed.
Rye:"I'm being serious."
"Just cause I fixed up a few cuts doesn't mean I have what it takes to be a doctor."
Rye:"Well you could try?"
I smirked. I kinda liked the sound of being a doctor.
"Maybe one day."
Rye nodded and walked off back to his room. I opened the cupboard door to put the first aid kit back and found a condom packet.
"Ew omg." I quickly shut the door, maybe a bit too hard, and the mirror smashed. I cursed and started to pick up the glass and throw it in the bin. Rye came running in the bathroom to see what had happened and as I was explaining, I cut my hand with a bit of glass.
"Ahhhh." The blood started dripping down my hand and Rye ran over. He took his shirt off and wrapped it around my hand.
Rye:"Hold still." He carefully wrapped it around my hand, making sure not to hurt me. I looked down at his chest whilst he finished wrapping my hand up. I tried to avoid eye contact but he tilted my head up to look him in the eyes...