Take My Hand...|Rye Beaumont

Eleven|Happy New Years!

27th December

Rye walked me into the train station and came to the platform, leaving his car in the car park outside.
"Bye," I said turning round to hug him as I saw my train pulling in and heard the announcement of it's arrival over the tannoy.
"Have a good time with your family," he replied as he wrapped his arms around me.
"You too." My words being said against his neck.
After pulling away I picked up my bag and made my way over to the door of the train. I looked behind me and waved, Rye doing the same with his cute smile. I immediately smiled back before stepping on and walking down the carriage in hope to find someone wasn't sat in my reserved seat like they usually are.

After luckily finding my chair empty, I placed my bag beside me and took out my phone, plugging in my earphones and playing a playlist via Spotify.
I texted my dad explaining I was on my way home.

"Well it wasn't the most peaceful journey you could say, but apart from the crying children and moaning adults, it was great." I said with a giggle as we all sat around the table. Me, Brad and our Dad. Just like old times. We had just finished up eating our dinner - chicken korma curry and rice with vegetables.

"So I heard your off again in a few days?" Dad asked me.
"Yeah, Rye invited me on their family holiday to Spain in a weeks time," I explained.
"So you and Rye are doing pretty well then." Brad said.
"Yeah, why is there a problem?" Now I was confused and slightly worried. I thought everyone had a positive view and opinion on Rye. But maybe I was wrong.

"No, course not. He's sounds like a good lad that Ryan." My brother clarified with a laugh.
"Phew, what about you Dad? What do you think about him?" I asked out of curiosity.
"He seems a bit like a fuckboy if you ask me." My dad said rolling his eyes. My heart skipped a beat.
"IM JOKING YOU NARNA!" My dad said as he burst out laughing.
"Your face though," Brad said joining in the laughter. Now it was me rolling my eyes.
"Seriously though, he seems like a great kid, based on what you've told me about him," My dad then said, making me smile.
"oh yeah, you've never actually met one another have you," I remembered.
"Nope and you've been dating for ages," my dad added.
"I'll see when we're free."

That night I was sat on my bed, on a FaceTime call with Hollie - of course.
We were going to start packing my suitcase for next week, otherwise we both knew I would never get it done.
"Oh my god. Hollie!" I said running back over to my phone that was set up balancing on a book against a mirror that had been strategically placed on my windowsill.
"What is it?!" She said alarmed.
"I don't have like ANYTHING to wear." I explained going back over to the walk-in wardrobe and searching through the coat hangers.
"Shopping trip tomorrow?!" She asked full of excitement.
"Like I'm gonna turn that down."
"Eeek! Okay, I'll pick you up at 12, we can go up to Westfields and get you a load of Summer things."
"One thing, its December," I stated with a laugh.
"Shit, why don't you have anything already?" Hollie asked trying to rack her brain for ideas.
"Well I live in England and have never been abroad, there isn't much point of me owning any summer clothes seeing as its never hot here anyway." I explained.
"Thats a good point," she laughed.

After a further couple hours on FaceTime, I decided to get ready for bed. I wiped off my makeup and threw my hair up into a messy bun. I went downstairs, made myself a glass of water and ventured back up the stairs - being worn out by the end of it. Wow, I really need to get back into the gym.

As I reached my bedroom, I went to find some pyjamas. I immediately got drawn to Rye's hoodie.
I took it off the hanger and laid it out on my bed. Taking off the top I had on along with the black ripped jeans. I slipped on the hoodie and a pair of shorts.
The scent of Rye's aftershave still lingering on the material.
I put my clothes in the wash basket before turning my light off and climbing into bed. I turned my phone on and watched some Netflix. By myself. All alone. Nobody to cuddle up to. Nobody to talk to when I get bored of the episode. Just nobody there.