little things - r.b x a.f

six 💛

andy was thankful for rye's words last night; he gave him a lot of confidence to speak to his mum about his job.

"mum, can i talk to you?" andy asked as he sat on the white stool in the kitchen.

"what do you want now?"

"well, i, um - i wanted to speak to you about my modelling career and how i'm quitting it" he shrugged his shoulders. her head shot to the blonde boy casually munching on a green apple.

"what?! no! you are not quitting anything, do you understand me?" she roared. andy cowered back slightly but then remembered rye's words and decided to not let his mum stamp all over him.

"no, i am. and i will be a singer" he stood up from the stool and threw his apple into the bin. he looked over at his mother, who's mouth was wide open.

"and how will you achieve this nonsense? no one will like your stupidly high voice, no one wants to look up to you as an idol, no one will listen to your terrible music, okay? you're going to fail without me" she told him with a smug smirk on her face, thinking that she's tore andy down and made him change his mind; this just made andy want to be a singer even more.

"i don't care, if i want to sing, then i'll be a singer! in fact, i don't wanna be a singer, i wanna be an artist and have the best fans in the world, okay? i don't care if two people or thousands of people listen to my music, as long as i can put my voice out there - i'll be happy!" he shouted whilst grabbing his bag.

"if you walk out that door, andrew, you're not coming back" she sneered but the door had slammed already.

andy made his way to the park, hoping rye would be there but when he arrived ten minutes later, he wasn't. he sat on the swing and thought about how he was going to start his singing career, where he was gonna go now since he was basically kicked out of his house, where was rye? it all seemed like a coincidence when he heard the same angelic voice call out his name, his fluffy brown hair, his light pink shoes. he shot up from the swing and tightly wrapped his arms around rye, thanking him with tears in his eyes.

"what happened, sweetheart?" rye asked wrapping his arms around the smaller boy; the name giving andy a heart attack.

"i did it" he whispered, a tear fell down of ecstasy. rye immediately understood and smiled brightly, tightening his hold around andy's waist and kissed his forehead: "i'm so proud of you" he whispered back.

"but i don't know what to do now" andy said with a frown and pulled away from rye.

"with your singing?" andy nodded: "come with me, darling" rye took a hold of andy's hand and took inside the immense building beside them and took him through a door where a whole studio was set up.

"this is my studio but you're welcome to use it anytime you want, like when you want to record songs, write songs, brainstorm, you're welcome here anytime" rye smiled at him, still holding his hand but was quickly engulfed into a hug again by the blonde boy.

"thank you, rye; so fucking much" he cried: "why do you care about me so much?"

"because, i do, you deserve so much more"

"but why?!"

"i wanna help you"

"with what?"

"your career of course, i wanna help you during your journey as being a singer. so what i think you should do first is- can you play the guitar?" andy nodded: "okay, good. you should make a youtube channel and post a cover and see if you get anywhere"

"that's a brilliant idea!" he gasped but frowned again: "but i don't have my guitar" 

"use mine, it's over there on that sofa" rye gestured to the sofa as andy smiled widely at the younger boy: "thank you, rye" he took the guitar and placed it on his lap.

"it should be tuned anyway, do you want me to leave you alone so you can do it or?" rye asked and andy got his phone out to record himself but he shook his head: "no, please stay" 

andy strummed the right chords and he sung along to the beautiful sound of the guitar, his voice straining at some parts of the song. when he finished the song, rye was astonished by the gorgeous sound of andy's voice and he immediately knew that this boy was going to get far with this career path. he clapped after andy had ended the video: "wow, i never wanted that to end, you have such a beautiful voice, andy! i love it" rye gushed; andy's face was bright red - he felt so lucky right now: he's met his idol, became friends with his idol, he just wished that rye actually knew how much he meant to him and that he could love andy just a much as andy loves him.

"you really are going to go far, andy. you're voice is incredible"

******

pfffft what even is this anymore 🤣

sorry for being so inactive on here, i've been going through a lot of shit and i had no time whatsoever to write, so i'm sorry ❤
anyway, i hope you all enjoyed this chapter (ik it's shit, sorry)

ily angels 💗