~Unknown Feelings~ {Randy}

~Trois~

*Andy's POV*

Rye stopped walking and took both my hands in his. I looked down at our hands hen back into his eyes, He looked like he was about to cry. Why would he be crying though? He's not the one that's secretly gay and likes his best mate. This was so out of caracter of his too. More tears filled my eyes and I tried harder and harder to choke them down but lost that battle in the end as tears rapidly flowed down my cheeks. 

Rye:"Andy, I don't know what's wring with you and I know you don't want to tell me so I'll respect that. I care about you Andy. You can tell me if anything at all is bothering you. You're my best mate and I don't want to see you upset."

There the words were again. Best Mates. I wanted to be more than than. I longed to be more than that. I looked at Rye and sharply inhaled. We started walking again and I could see Rye keep looking at me in the corner of my eye.

Rye:"I thoroughly care about you Andy."

Andy:"I know and I care about you too."

 Rye sighed and looked down. We walked the rest of the 30 minuet walk back to the house in silence. My asthma was killing me but I didn't want to show Rye so right when we got home I ran up the stairs to my room. I ignored everyone and said nothing and as soon as I reached my room and closed my door I realized running through the house probably wasn't the best idea. A dull on asthma attack hit me and I scrambled to my bed side table knocking over my guitar in the process. I quickly grabbed my inhaler and I heard my door open. Suddenly everything went blurry and I didn't have the strength to lift my inhaler to my mouth to puff it. I gasped for air each time it became harder and harder and I got less air. I could hear screams and voices of people trying to talk to me but everything was too blurry and I was becoming light headed quicker than I ever had before. All I knew is that someone was trying to talk to me.

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Two edits in one night...so proud of myself hehe.

-Brea<3