Andy's POV
(RobbiexAndy)
Right now I was sat in the gaming chair in the little office space. Robbie has joined me in the room and sat on the bed. Before I could set up the live, I was pull from the chair and pushed onto the bed.I felt lips come in contact with my own. I melted into it knowing it was Robbie. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Slowly, he pulls away making me whine.
"Cuddle baby" he pulls me closer to him as he rolls beside me onto his side. Giggling I try to pull out of his grip "I can't, I promised the Roadies a live.ly" he pouts holding me tighter. I cuddle into his chest not intending on falling asleep
But later, I do. I wake up, cuddled into Robbies chest, the next morning. I lay my head back on his chest. Robbie was still asleep. I stare at his face structure taking everything in.
I let my index finger glide across his jaw feeling his beard. I trace my finger up across his soft Lips. My finger glides up to his nose and over his closed eyelids. A smile danced across his lips.
"Morning sleepy head" I giggle. His eyes flutter open. "Morning baby boy" he smiles and kisses my forehead. I blush. The two of us jumped when someone knocked on the door "Andy wake up! We have to vlog! Have you seen Ro-" Rye yells walking into the room
We both jump away from each other "Rye it's not what it looks like!" I say jumping off the bed "What? So My best friend and band mate isn't seeing my brother behind our backs!" Robbie stands up pulling on his shirt. "Okay, so it's exactly what it looks like. Rye please calm down" I say walking closer
Rye grabs the closest thing to him which happens to be my guitar. He smashes it off the wall "RYE! THATS MY GUITAR! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT MEANS TO ME!" I yell in disbelief. I really can't believe him. He knew that guitar was my dads. He stopped and dropped the now broken guitar "Andy I-"
I cut him off "Don't. Just don't. Your no longer my best friend. Now we are just colleagues. I no longer know you" I run past him as tears fell "ANDY!" He calls after me. I grab my shoes sprinting out of the house. I run down the street soaking my socks on the wet footpath
I make it to the lake Brooklyn fell into. I keep running into the woods by the cafe. I finally stop falling against a tree. I sob into my knees.
I know what your thinking. Why are you crying over some stupid guitar. It wasn't just some guitar. It was my dads. I can't just ask him for a new one. He left. He left me and my mum when I was 14 and about a year ago my mum told me that my father had been found dead.
So not only can I not remember anything about him. I couldn't look for him even if I wanted to. Rye knew how much that guitar meant to me. And he fucking broke it. Just over me, his apparent best friend, dating his brother. I hate him. He's dead to me. From now on he's just my colleague..
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Sorry it's this and not Randkey. I'm just having writers block with the series and I thought of this, after watching Instagram videos of Andy's love with Robbie in the background
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