The music has gotten less enjoyable since Andy's left with Allen.
I feel lonely and disturbed as I walk the rim of the club. Girls grinding up on guys as if they were in their rooms alone. The occasional tap on the shoulder from others wanting to dance. I always give the same answer, no.
At about 11:30 I start to get worried. Andy's been gone for awhile and hasn't even texted me.
"Fuck I've got to pee."
"What?"
"Sorry I-hey Mike, long time no see!" I hug Mikey since it's been forever since we last saw each other.
"How've you been. Record any celebrities lately?"
"Actually I'm working with Andy Fowler right now."
"Don't you hate him?"
"Not a bit."
"What changed?" What did change? He was just some boy who got lucky. But now he's so much more. Maybe he's always been this way. Maybe he wasn't the problem.
"Me." He looked at me confused but then accepted it. "Well I'm going to go to the bathroom."
"Ok. Don't get lost."
"I won't."
"And don't wait as long to talk to me again!"
I made my way through the crowed to the back of the club. I didn't even think about knocking to see if anyone was doing the deed. I barely opened the door when I knew that right now wasnt the best time to take a piss.
⚠️ rape warning⚠️
"Please, just stop already." Andy's voice brought my head up. The sight shocked me.
Andy was cowering in the corner while an older guy towered over his.
It took me a second, but I relived who the older man was. It was Allen.
"Shut up. You knew this was coming. Maybe you should've been on time, you know I don't like to wait." A whimper came out of Andy causing my fury to burn. "Now give me another condom and we can get this over with."
"I told you, I'm out."
"If you insist on lying, I guess we don't have to use one." Allen was prepping himself and Andy was trying to make himself as small as possible. Just by looking, I could tell this wouldn't be the first time tonight.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Allen ignored me, and continued to attempt to fuck Andy. I somehow managed to pull him off of Andy and give him a punch to the jaw.
Andy was on the ground, with his pants pulled down. He was shaking in a fetal position, probably scared out of his mind.
I walk up to him and slowly stroke his cheek. He flinched back at first, but settled into my hand once he realized who it was.
"Wanna come to my place?" I look back at Allen unconscious on the ground; I don't remember punching him that hard.
"Yes." He whispered. I helped him up onto his feet and turned around so he can button his pants and retrieve his shirt. "I'm done." I turn around and look at him.
He looks disheveled and embarrassed. I wish there was something I could do, but how's not the time, I've just got to get him some place safe.
I put my hand on the small of his back. I didn't know if it was too much contact though, as if the smallest touch would shatter him. All I want to do is hug him and never let go, show him that he doesn't deserve this. But that would feel wrong, it would be wrong.
We wait outside in the brisk cold winter weather. The Uber comes and picks us up. Just like this morning, he laid his head on my chest. One day, his constant sleeping might annoy me, but right now I couldn't care less. We ride all the way to my house. This time he wakes up easier, and I don't have to carry him out to the car.
"Here. You can wear my shirt to sleep." I say when we get into my room. He takes off his jumper and slips the shirt over his head. I wait until he lays down before I make my way to the door.
"Need anything before I go to bed?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like water or anything?"
"No." I was walking out the door when I heard a faint whisper of a voice. "But will you stay with me?"
I look at his small figure in my bed. "Always."
A/N
I'm sorry for doing this to Andy. But it had to be done. Did anyone predict it, or did it seem out of the blue?Ummm well everyone seems to be giving out their sides to all the drama surrounding the fandom. This is not that. This is telling people to shut up. Everyone is fueling the drama, no one cares! Keep your opinions to yourself and all will be golden. If you really wanna tell someone tell your friends, not post it. Every post, even if your on the right side, elongates the drama, we don't need that. Instead post and tell someone something positive, I much rather read that. K thx bye. (Does anyone know where I got that saying from? Hint it's the title of the last episode of a series)
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That Beautiful Being
FanfictionRANDY Andy is the biggest heartthrob of the world. Rye is his studio manager. A twelve days of Christmas story with not much to do with Christmas. Completed