A little place for love

Chapter 12

Rye's POV

I woke up alone naked in a unknown bed. Well, that was weird...and also a bit scary. I started to get up but then I felt really dizzy and my head was spinning like crazy. So that means I got drunk last night. Okay nothing out of the ordinary but I still needed to figure out how I got there. The last thing I remember is Mikey and I watching a movie at my place. And then I told him I had to go to the gala.
And that's when it hit me. The drinks, the red-haired girl, the conversation by the pool, the kiss.....Oh fuck, I hooked up with Andy Fowler....in a party thrown by my agency....with literally everyone of the agency including my manager Blair being here.
What a good idea Beaumont ! God how could I be so stupid ?
And the worst thing is, i don't even know where Andy is. Great, just great.

I started to look for my phone and found it in the pocket of my pants who apparently had been thrown across the room last night. Of course it was dead but there must be an iPhone charger in this mansion.
I searched for ten minutes and then founded one in the drawer of a wooden commode. Lucky for me nobody was up yet.
I got back into the room and charged my phone. Once it was charged I unlocked it and saw that I had received some messages from Mikey and one from Andy.
Of course I started to read the one from Andy first because it was the most urgent.
"Hi Rye it's Andy, I just wanted to say sorry for leaving so early but I didn't particularly wanted to have to explain why we both have matching hickeys on our necks to all of the agency. Anyway hope to see you soon 😏"

Matching hickeys ? What the fuck was he talking about ? I went to the bathroom ( that I actually founded after a ten minutes intensive search) and checked myself in the mirror. Oh shit ! I had marks all over my neck. I was never gonna be able to cover that.

Well, I needed to leave before Blair got up and asked me any question. That meant leaving now. I ordered an Uber and got back home.
Once I got there I took and shower to relax and I started thinking about what happened last night. Because I always hook up with boys I will never see again so I don't feel guilty. But it was different with Andy, first because we work at the same place so it's going to be quite hard to avoid each other all the time, but also because I don't want to avoid him. I actually opened up to him last night and it felt so good, plus I actually like him I'm not just attracted to his body. Although it is amazing, especially that ass !
That made me think that I needed to text him back
"Hey there, no problem I totally understand I also left as soon as I saw the marks. You were pretty wild last night 😏👅"
"You know you love it. Beside I think you were quite rough too, my ass is very sore 🍑" He answered immediately.

A few hours later, around 3 o'clock Mikey came back. Turns out he had texted me last night to tell me he wasn't going to sleep at my place.
"Hey there, where were you last night ? I only read your text this morning and you weren't really explicit concerning where you were going ." I asked him.
"Well, Harvey invited me to go to the club last night and as I knew you would only be back this morning it decided to join him." He told me with a grin.
"Are you hiding something from dear friend of mine ?"
"Oh well now that you ask I may have forgot to mention that when he finished his dance act, we went on a walk and I asked him out... and he said yes ! " Mikey responded very excited.
"I'm so happy for you Mikey he seems like a very good guy and I'm glad you've finally found someone you like !"
"I'm very happy as well"
And then I pulled him in for a hug. I am genuinely happy for my best friend he deserves the best and his past relationships didn't end well at all so it's good to know that he is finally with a good person. When we broke the hug I started to walk away to make myself a tea. But he stopped me immediately.

"Not so fast you stud ! Did you really think I wouldn't notice the panoply of hickeys on  your neck ? Well you thought wrong my friend ! You gave you those ?" He questioned cheekily.
"Oh damn I totally forgot about those ! Well there is a new guy at the agency, his manager is Tom and he is really gorgeous, totally my type. " I responded.
"And may I ask what his name is ?"
"His name is Andy Fowler."
"Wait what ?! "
"What is it do you know him ?"
"For sure I do, he is my boyfriend's best friend!"
"WHAT THE FUCK MIKEY ! So he is the guy I was supposed to meet the other time when we went to the club but ended up not coming because he was sick ? "
"...yes...."
"Do you realize how weird that is ? I just hooked up with your boyfriend's best friend!"
"Well it's not like we can do anything about it now."
"Yeah you're right. I suppose I'll just talk with him and not sleep with him again. 'Cause you know it'll be quite awkward if we start having casual sex and keep working at the same agency without anyone knowing."

Of course I didn't do any of that. The next morning when I woke up I was surprised to be greeted by a text from Blair saying he wouldn't be here for the week because he was on a business trip. I suppose this week won't be that bad after all.
I arrived at the studio at 10 am and sat in the lounge drinking tea and writing songs. I had an interview with a journalist at 5' this afternoon so I dedicated to spend a chill day before having to handle the pressure of media and having to act like the straight fuck boy I was pretending to be for the past seven years. Ever since the X factor. Ever since Brooklyn. Because even though I wasn't in love with him anymore, I just couldn't forget about him. He wasn't the love of my life but he was my first love. And my only one.
The only proper relationship I had with a guy since the show was with a boy named Chris. He was really great and actually in love with me. I think that that's why I stayed with him, he was the only genuine person around me and he was also very nice. But I had to end things up when Blair founded out about our relationship and declared that dating boys was off the table for me.
Thinking about it know, it was probably for the best. I mean Chris was deeply in love with me and I appreciated him a lot but I wasn't in love.
Maybe that's why I didn't try to date after that. I just thought that I would never fall in love and that if I did Blair would break us apart.

But as I was thinking about that I heard someone sit beside me.
"Hey there.....Delilah.....hahaha sorry I couldn't help it you looked quite depressed and I just wanted to make you laugh." Said Andy with a smile.
"You did, thank you. I was just depressed about an interview I'll have to do this afternoon." I say looking at him and smiling back.
"Why would you be depressed about an interview ? Isn't it supposed to be a good thing?" He asked.
"I guess it is, but when you're in my situation you kinda have a gag order and I have to be careful about everything I say all the time. It gets boring." I responded with a sigh.
"So....hum....to change to subject....I sort of wanted to talk to you about the other night."
"Oh yeah...just can we go somewhere a little bit more private than in the middle of the lounge ?"
"Oh yes totally ! I didn't think about that !"
We got up and I followed him into a badly lit hallway, then he opened a door and we walked in room full of old music instruments. That was one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen. I could feel the memories of the artists who used those instruments in the past rushing through my body as I heard a soft music in my head making my heart vibrate. I never felt this emotional, ever.
"Wow...I..sorry this is just making me very emotional for some reason. And how come you know this place and I don't, I've been here longer than you !" I started to say.
"Don't worry, I felt the same when I came here the first time. Didn't thought you would, actually I didn't know you had such a strong love for music." He said.
"What do you mean ? I am a singer, music is literally what I do for a living."
"No offense but your songs aren't exactly the most original and the lyrics aren't really researched as well, that's the least I can say. I mean you have a beautiful voice but that's about it."
"I would've been quite mad if I didn't know how right you were. The thing is, I am not the one writing those songs. My manager Blair hired some people to write very commercial songs for me."
"So you don't even write your own songs ?!"
"Well I do but Blair says I can release them because they wouldn't be successful enough among teenagers. They are not all about love."
"Why does he say that ? What are your songs usually about ?"
"He says that because I'm just a money maker for him. Just some piggy bank, nothing more. And it depends, my songs can be about society, human rights, politics, my family....they are about things I actually care about."
"I see, sorry for attacking you before. I might have been a little to harsh."
"It's okay, you didn't know."
"I would love to hear one of your songs sometime."
"Well, maybe one day."

We just stared at each other for a while. Neither of us wanting this moment to end. It was like a bubble was building itself around us and we were to scared to move or it would break.

Randyyyyyyyy getting closeeeeeeeeer and closeeeeeeeer. Hahah 😂 I swear to god I'm getting tired of myself.
Anyway hope you liked that new chapter. I'm trying to be more active for you guys but I still don't want to rush things because I actually want to be satisfied with a chapter when I post it. 🐙