Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart ~ Randy

25: Home

Andy's P.O.V

Yes, I forgave Rye just like that. Of course, I would. I really hadn't realised how much I missed his laugh, his cuddles, everything. Why had I been so adamant in thinking he didn't love me?

The drive home consisted of conversation with Brook and Mikey - I'd missed them a lot, too - and Jon, whilst staring into Rye's eyes as he pulled me into his lap. Whilst we were driving.

"You'll be okay, babe. I've got you," he smiled warmly.

"You better," I retorted with a smirk.

"What are we naming our daughter?" He asked, his hand going underneath my shirt to rest on my stomach.

"I was thinking Aliana or Regina? They seem cute."

Rye pondered for a second before nodding. "I really like Aliana. You wanna be called that, baby girl?" He said, bringing his face close to my stomach. As if responding, she kicked, making Rye grin. He looked up at me, and nobody could mistake the love in his eyes for anything less.

He then sat back up properly, one hand still on my stomach and looked deep into my eyes.

"God, I love you so much," he whispered, making me giggle. The things this boy did to me.

"I love you too," I whispered, pressing my lips to Rye's soft ones. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I deepened the kiss, until I heard someone clear their throat.

"Save it for the bedroom," Mikey said, making the others laugh. I pulled away, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks as Rye laughed too.

"We're here. Come on."

We walked up to the castle and were met by Mum.

"Rye?!" She looked from me to Rye before hugging him tightly. "Hi, love. I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too," he replied.

"You guys can go up to Andy's room, if you'd like. Brook, Mikey, would you like anything?"

The two followed Mum whilst I took Rye's hand.

"Call me if you need anything, Andy," Jon said, nodding at Rye before walking away.

As soon as the door shut behind us, Rye had me pressed against the wall, hands on my waist. He kissed down my neck and pulled off my t-shirt, bringing me over to the bed. Laying me down, he clambered beside me, and I rested my head on his chest.

"When are we going back to Spain?" I asked, letting Rye run a hand through my hair. He'd said the blonde suited me, and that I should keep it.

"Probably in a few days. You should tell your doctor so we can arrange one there," he nodded.

"I still can't believe it. We're having a baby together," I laughed. The happy mood very quickly switched. "I was so scared you wouldn't be here with me, Rye. I'm sorry I left you," I said quietly, wiping a tear away. Rye sat me up and carefully brought me into his lap.

"No, you have nothing to be sorry for. I shouldn't have said what I did. But that's in the past. Now, we have to think about getting ready for our daughter to be welcomed into the world in 4 months time," he laughed. "Come on. Let's try and rest for a bit."

We soon fell asleep: me, my husband, and our daughter.

A few days later

"Bye, Mum. I'll see you in a few months," I said, kissing her cheek. Mum nodded.

"I'll be right there, helping you welcome her into the world," Mum replied, tears in her own eyes. She turned to Rye and said goodbye, then bent down to my stomach. "See you soon, Aliana."

Once I'd said goodbye to everyone, I took Rye's hand and we headed to the car. I sat down and noticed Allie comforting Mum.

My best friend didn't even have a clue I was pregnant. He had no clue how much I missed him. He'd miss seeing Aliana; almost a year had gone by, and he didn't even try to come and see me. He knew I was here in England, and didn't come. I just hoped he knew he was welcome in Spain, too.

I was asleep in Rye's lap for the majority of the plane ride back, waking up as we touched down. Rye helped me up, holding me as we made our way down the stairs. Jon followed behind, offering to hold a couple of my bags. I knew he and my husband weren't on the best terms, but could tell they were trying to work with it.

It felt strange stepping into the house after so long, but at the same time there was a comforting feeling. Rye's hand rested on my waist as he kissed my temple.

"Welcome home, angel."

I blushed, letting the servants take my bags upstairs. Brook and Mikey said they were going to sleep, and Rye and I went to our room, lying in bed.

"What did Rita say about getting a new doctor?"

"She said it was okay, and she's going to get in contact with one of her close friends here. Apparently, he's really good. But she also said that if I go back to England any time before Aliana's born, she'll have my information."

Rye nodded, kissing my forehead.

"I, uh... I got this." Slowly sitting up, I took out Jack's letter, handing it to Rye. He read it and looked at me, a little confused.

"Why does he need you? Isn't he the one that left you for that other kid?"

I nodded, taking the letter back. "I just have a feeling there's something he didn't say. Something he couldn't say. And that's why he needs me."

"You think he's in trouble?"

"I don't know. Maybe. He had no idea what he was getting into. For all he knew, Harvey could have been planning to kill him as soon as they got somewhere far from the castle."

"Don't worry. We'll find him, babe. For now, lets focus on Aliana, and you staying safe. Okay?"

"Okay," I yawned. I lay back down, smiling up at Rye who lay down too. "Good night, Rye. I love you."

"I love you too, Andy. And I love you, Ana," he whispered, kissing my stomach.

"Ana? I like it. I love you too, Ana."

As if responding, she kicked, making me fall asleep with a smile.