Chapter 8

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Rye's POV

I spent the entire day at the studio working on songs. I didn't even know why I was doing this anymore. Blair didn't like the songs I was writing so he just hired some people whose job was to write the most commercial songs. I guess they were good because I was considered as the best singer out there, "my" songs were played on the radio and they were everyone's favorites. But I didn't like them, in fact I hated them. They weren't THAT bad but they didn't mean anything to me, they had no signification, I wasn't singing about my feelings. I was singing for the public and not to the public. But I kept writing my own songs, I even recorded them sometimes, when I was feeling particularly proud of my work. Maybe because I needed to escape from that industry for even a short amount of time, or maybe because my passion was the only thing that as holding me steady.

I stepped into the recording studio because I had written a new song and I was quite proud of it not gonna lie. But as soon as I opened the door I saw Tom there with the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen. He looked like an angel, I felt like I couldn't touch him or his porcelain skin would break. He seemed so fragile and innocent but the intense stare of his beautiful blue eyes made him seem strong at the same time. I had never seen as beautiful eyes as his, they looked like two ocean orbs, two aquamarines. He had bleached blond hair that seemed so soft that I just wanted to fill my fingers with his hair all day long. And finally, his body was just the most sinful thing I had ever laid eyes on. His curves made me want to take him right there and then with no care whatsoever, but at the same time I had this urgent need to take him in my arms, cuddle him all day long and tell him that everything would be alright.

I had never felt like this before and I didn't know wether I liked the feeling of it or not. But Tom stopped me in my thoughts when he raised his voice to introduce that beautiful boy to me.

"Oh hi Rye" said Tom "good to see you, how are you man ? I can't tell you how perfect your timing is, you are right on time to meet my new recrue Andy Fowler ! One of the most talented boys I ever met."
"Very please to meet you Mr Fowler" I said with a smirk.
"Very please to meet you too Mr Beaumont, my best friend is a fan" he responded smirking in return. I could feel the sexual tension building up.
"Oh and you're not ? " I asked teasing him.
"No you're not my type, I mean your music is not my type" and with that he left. Wow, that had never happened before. Usually people just throw themselves at me and I don't even ask for it. But this time he didn't even leave me the time to do my little charm number that he just left without any explanation.

Saying I was shocked would be an understatement. No one, and when I say that I mean it, no one ever did that to me. Usually people are begging for me to even pay the slightest attention to them. BUT HE JUST FUCKING WALKED AWAY. At that very moment I felt like Andy Fowler wasn't like anybody else I had ever met. And I was right. He was going to change my life forever.

So guys, I'm back. I know it's been a long time. But I feel like I finally know what I wanna do with that story. Rye and Andy finally met and it's definitely not the last time they're gonna see each other. I might do an A/N very soon so ask me your questions in the comments so I can answer them. Hope you liked that chapter and see you soon. 🐙

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