love lies - a Jacklyn, marvey and Randy fanfiction

Chapter 21

I don't know if it's possible but it very might be that we're on 20k by the time this is published so, honestly.

THANK YOU.

when I first started love lies I was a pretty unhappy teenager, I still am a teenager but I think me being in a shitty mental state has started to stop.

I've found some about 5 people I love and trust honestly. I can't thank them enough.

Then there's 7 other people to thank, Andy, rye, brook, Mikey, Jack, Harvey and sonny.

You boys are amazing x

And lastly, all 20k-ish of you, you're all superbly funny. If you ever wanna speak, tell me and add me on insta (ask me for it)

I love you, enjoy the angst gayness to come now.

- mikeys pov -

We all sat, in a room non of us had been in before, my room.

Well I'd been in here, rye had ages ago and obviously harvey had, but it was weird.

My mum loved all the boys, giving them all hugs and telling them nice things.

The tensions in the room were off. Our whole "group dynamic" was off.

The usual innuendoes only I spot between brook and jack had completely stopped. If anything they were avoiding each other.

And, strangely, now rye and Andy weren't avoiding each other. Rye didn't speak to andy outside of lessons from what I know, but they're closer than ever.

The dynamic is still a fucking mess though.

"So, which one are we planning on doing?" Jack asked, leaning lazily on the wall.

"I think not giving up." Rye and andy spoke, simultaneously, before catching eye contact.

they blushed and looked in opposite directions. 

Wow how trans-fucking-parent.

"I like not giving up too!" Brook said, smiling a small smile.

Jacks pov.

Fuck him.

And his hair.

And his smile.

And the way he ends a relationship that wasn't ever really a relationship in the middle of sex.

Screw the way he makes everything so much better but so much worse at the same time.

Screw the way in hopelessly in love with him.

All the boys were chatting but I couldn't stop.

I kept my gaze on the floor, blinking very quickly, trying to get the memory out of my head.

All the memories.

All of the images already sewn into my head of his perfect face, his gorgeous and enlightening smile.

I can't forget it, even if I tried.

"You okay?" Andy asked me, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I looked around, everyone else was working. Andy must have stood up.

I just shrugged, looking up at the ceiling.

"You wanna... y'know, talk?" Andy asked, smiling warmly.

"N-no thank you." I stuttered, shaking my head lightly.

Andy just nodded contently and returned next to rye on the floor.

Ryes pov.

Okay, jacks being off, brooklyn's being off, and to be honest, it's pissing me off.

wait.

whehlshpphshso

I just keyboard smashed in my mind but that's irrelevant. it's jack. jacks the hook up. jacks the one brook likes.

and that's why they're off. fuck. I need to fix this.

so, obviously I need andys help. 

I grabbed my glass of water and just. knocked it all over myself.

"foR fuCk SAKe! Fovvs! Come along and help me clean up?" I asked him smiling. He just rolled his eyes and stood up, me dragging him to the bathroom.

"Rye I swear to god if you're only here with me to makeout-" Andy spoke as I started to close the door.

"Later, bUt did you hear the things brook said last night?"

"OH last night? Last night when I was under a bed for over 2 hours when you forgot about me and went to fucking sleep? Yeah I heard what he said."

"Okay calm down, Kurt hummel." I snickered at my own joke, as Andy, once again, rolled his eyes.

"if I'm kurt, you're blaine. but you're not going to leave and sleep with a dude of Facebook."

"Dude, what? when does that happen?"

"Season 4."

"Fuck you andy I'm on season 3!"

"OkAy SoRrY! so." He leant back on the sink, a hand playing with his own hair. "What about what brook said then?"

"I think the dude he likes, is jack. you know? jack duff? our friend?" I sat down on the toilet seat, it was down and basically like a chair anyways.

"really? now that you point that out it does make sense. probably where he's been all those late nights as well, and explains them two not being close today."

I nodded in agreement, meeting his eye.

"So, fowler, how do we fix this?"

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