little things - r.b x a.f

four 💛

andy rushed out of the car, went inside and didn't speak to anyone. he just went to his room and put rye's music on full volume on his bluetooth speaker to mask his parents arguing. his father had just got back from a long business trip and now all his parents will do is argue. andy wished they would just get a divorce instead of arguing twentyfour/seven. he rolled his eyes as the constant shouting increased and soon enough rye's angelic voice wasn't enough to cover the powerful words being screamed from the kitchen. he huffed loudly before putting 'little things' on again then laid on his cramped, wooden bed as he sung a long quietly; tears pouring out silently. he thought and hesitated before reaching for his phone and pressing on to the contact and hearing it ring through out the now silent room as he had turned off his music.

"hello?" the rough voice called out and andy took a sharp breath of air.

"hi, it's andy"

"well, i know that, there's an id caller for a reason" he laughed lightly: "what's up, andy?"

"can i come round? i need to talk to you" he bit his nail as he glanced around his room with hopeful eyes.

"of course! i haven't seen you for ages" he exaggerated.

"i literally saw you yesterday, shut up" andy chuckled whilst wiping the tears away and sniffling.

"are you okay? you sound like you've been crying?"

"no, i'm fine. i'll be round in ten, okay?"

"okay, bye andrew"

"bye jack"

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andy hugged the life out of jack when he opened the door; he had missed jack so much. jack was his only true and best friend he had - everyone else were fake or left him because they thought he wasn't good enough.

"i have something to tell you..." andy's voice trailed off as he found the deep red carpet interesting and fiddled with his own fingers.

"what's up, what happened?" jack asked as he sat next to the trembling boy on the cream sofa.

"i, um, i met ryan beaumont..."

"really?! no way, that's so cool! what happened?"

"i messed up, jack. he saw something he never should have" andy cried as he fell into jack's arms.

"what did he see?"

"well, basically my mum caught me looking at him and she shouted at me and that if i was gay, she'd kick me out and then she kinda -um, hit me. and he saw the whole thing and now he probably hates me"

"awh, andy he doesn't hate you. what happened when he saw it?" jack hugged andy tightly to comfort him the best he could when he was slightly tearing up as well.

"he hugged me, i had to sneak off and he hugged me so tightly. i loved it, jack. he also gave me his number but, i don't know, i'm scared to message him..."

"but why?"

"i don't know! i'm scared that i'll get too attached to him and he'll leave me like everyone else" he cried harder into jack's chest.

"hey, i know he won't leave you. it sounds like he really cared when he saw that happen to you and plus he hugged you to comfort you, he cares andy"

"i'm still scared" he said in a small voice.

"pass me your phone" jack told him and took his phone from beside him and laid it upon jack's soft palm and watched as he unlocked his phone and went onto messages.

"here, message him"

"what do i say?"

"nothing, you type it" andy giggled but gave him a hard glare.

"fine" he huffed before typing a simple

hey, it's andy x

"really? it took you all that effort just to type that?! but now you have to send it" jack laughed. andy's shaky hand slowly pressed the arrow to send the message. he hated how he overreacted but now he also hated that he had to wait for rye to respond. andy was a very patient but he still got upset when people don't reply after an hour.

but to his luck, rye responded almost straight away...

hey andy, i was wondering if i could talk to you in the park? if it's okay with you ofc xx

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hey bestfriendssss 🧡

hope you enjoyed this chapter 💛

ily angels 💗