BLESSING YA SCREEN AM I RITE HAHA
anyways thanks for all the support on this book, love ya.
Secondly it's all gonna be happier from now on.
The boys ages
Andy- 17
Brook- 16
Jack- 16
Rye- 17
Mikey- 17
Harvey- 16all the 16 yr olds are gonna turn 17 in the story soon. 💗
Enjoys 💕
Brooklyn's pov
Rye had become the brother I never got to have. He'd been living with me for about 3 weeks and it'd been nothing but pure fun.
The first week however, he did not leave his room. He cried a lot and we had to hide anything sharp. It was almost scary. We made a thing for that week called "Rye Router". So someone would be with him whilst the others slept. Sometimes we needed 2 people.
On the night of the confrontation, His brother had dropped off anything he'd need, and he understood why rye left.
howrver eventually rye was way slightly happier, he started smiling. The one thing that was extra harsh is the fact that his old friends were being horrible to him.
Not Loren though, Loren wouldn't ever hurt Rye. She loves him too much. Or she loves his looks.
Loren's not mean, no she's quite a nice person, she wouldn't be my best friend if not. She's just different, and you need to know the real her to be able to tolerate her.
"Brookeyyyyy" I heard rye shout from the living room.
"Yeah mate?" I shouted back, whilst making dinner.
"What times everyone coming round?" Rye was referring to the massive sleepover we were going to have tonight. We were even letting Harvey come, because jack said he would be fine with it.
Jack
He's the most breathtaking human ever. He hadn't explained his past, what happened with Harvey or anything like that, he just promised me he'd stop sleeping around, he'd only date someone if he actually liked them.
And he's stuck by that promise, he hadn't done anything, and to be honest he seemed happier.
And happy jack equals jack smiling. And jacks smile is cute, but also sexy? What?
I don't like jack...
Or want to kiss him.
Or take him up into my bedroom and fuck the living daylights out of him.
"Hello??" Rye asked, he had walked into the kitchen to join me
"W-what?" I asked, whipping my head around to see him
"Dude have you been watching porn of something?" Rye asked, probably referring to my very prominent boner.
"No! You're legit next door!" I said laughing. "I was just thinking"
"About jack?" He asked, sitting on the counter.
"No!" I said blushing, fuck u Ryan you're too good at guessing peoples crushes.
"I'm going to take that as a yes. Anyway brook, just pop one of the blow up mattresses and you'll have to share one with him" rye said laughing, I think he was joking, but it was a good idea.
I walked into my room with a pin in my hand, stabbing one of the blow up beds to death.
"I was joking!?" Rye said, although he was practically dying on the floor.
"Well i wasn't." Then it hit me, we didn't even have enough for really anyone anymore.
"Why you look so shook mate?" Rye asked, I cringed at his use of vocabulary.
"We now only have my bed, and two blow up ones..." I said, awkwardly scratching the back of my head.
"For fuck sake well done" rye face palmed and walked into my room, setting up one of the airbeds for Mikey and Harvey, and the other one I guess for rye and Andy.
"Hey rye, I swear we had more airbeds this morning?"
I saw his face go red as he shook his head.
"N-nope I doubt it.."
Ryes pov
Shoot, he nearly found out. I may have woken up in the middle of the night and broken one of the airbeds so I could sleep with Andy. I know it's weird but when I hug him I feel so safe, so cuddling with him would be so nice.
"Stop blushing, and stop thinking about sleeping with Andy!" Brook said laughing, leaning against the doorway.
"S-shut up" I stuttered and walked past him, he just laughed again at me and followed me
Brooks house wasn't very big, actually it wasn't a house, it was a small apartment. Two bedrooms. One that he uses as a living room and the other as a bedroom. It wasn't very big at all, I don't even get how they had parties there.
He said people partied in the corridor, and in his living room. But he stopped having parties ages ago.
"We got everything ready?" Brook asked as we looked through the flat.
"Yeah I think so." I smiled, genuinely smiled for the first time in so long.
"Ok, you go hop in the shower mate whilst I do a bit of polishing" he sounded so, so British then but I agreed because I needed a shower and I hated cleaning.
I closed the bathroom door and locked it after me, undressing down to my boxers. My reflection was less broken. The cuts were almost all healed.
I couldn't look at blood, I couldn't talk about them really and a lot of things were triggering. But I stopped myself, I knew I needed to stop.
After my shower I had about 10 minuets to get ready, shit. I scrambled into my jeans and a pink hooded jumper I got from H&M. It was comfy and stylish. Wow I sounded so gay in my head then.
I brushed my hair, watching it turn from a straight wet mop into a curly disaster. But it didn't matter, the boys won't mind.
As if on cue, I heard the doorbell ring.
"Hey rye, go grab the door babe please" brook shouted, no brook didn't call me babe in a romantic way, it was just an Essex platonic type of way.
I opened the door to find the boys all stood, smiles on their faces. Except from Jack, who was glaring daggers at Harvey. Tonight's going to be fun then.
It's not even 1000 words sorry guys. I just thought I'd update again before I went to sleep. I feel ill and just sad so hopefully tRyInG to sleep will do me good.
Have a nice one.
Also for anyone out there who is depressed or genuinely wants to die, I put rye getting happier quite quickly because
1- I don't feel like writing a rlly sad book. Not yet mate. Trying to stay positive.
2- it fits the plot and makes Ryes bond stronger with all the lads
3- rylyn siblings be likeeeee.Haha have a good nite kiddos 💞💞
- xx 🥰
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