Enough Love

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Summary: Andy hates himself and blames himself for his fathers death. When the boys find out they try to help Andy through it all.... (I know his fathers death is an old story but a meaningful one)

3rd POV

     Andy was is sitting on the couch next to his amazing Boyfriend, Rye. At the moment them and the others and discussing what song they should do. "How about... Love someone by Lukas Graham?" Jack suggests. "That sounds like a good idea." Rye says. "For once." Andy adds on. They all laugh and Jack makes his way over looking playfully angry. "You wanna go?" Jack asks. With that they start to fight playfully until someones phone rings. "Yo Andrew! Its your mom!" Sonny yells. 

Andy POV

     I freeze. I never get a call from her unless something has happend at home. I get up and get the phone from Sonny. Rye tries to follow me, knowing that it might be bad news, but I stop him. 

(Bold is Andy! italics is Andys mom)

Hello mom?

Hi Andrew....

Is Everything alright? I mean you never call me unless sommething has happend at home.

Well Andy.... Im sorry but, Your father has passed away...

(After a long talk Andy finally returns to the boys)

        "Hey fovvs everything alright?" Jack asks. I look around not seeing the others. "Oh right the boys went to the gym...Now tell me what happend." I stare into his eyes. "My Father..." I start. He nods showing me to continue. "He died..." Jack gasps and hugs me. "Im here for you Andy we all are." He says.

Two hours later (THOSE BOYS TAKE FOREVER)

     I hear the door open up. Jack and I still cuddled up(little bit of jandy) watching Sponge-Bob because it calms me down and makes me laugh even though I have seen it many times. "Jacky wake up." I say. He stirs and says, "Give me an hour." "The boys are back..." I say. He sits up and nods.

We wait there for them. As we hear foot steps we figure out what to say. When they get there we tell them to sit in the chairs. "So....Hey guys." Jack starts. "Is everything alright?" Rye asks looking very concerned. "Andy its not for me to tell...You have to its the only way they can help to." Jack tells me. I feel tears flow down my face. "He...died..." I say. "Who died?" Brooklyn asks. "My father....." I say. I bury my head in a pellow and feel the bed dip beside me. 

     I look up to see my Boyfriend. "Im here for you Andy, We all are." He says and kisses my cheek. I give a weak smile. 

A week later Because this "Person" Is lazy as heck

      Its been a week since my father has died. Im starting to think it was because of me. I should have been there for him. But instead I was being classic Andy, only caring about himself! (Thats not How I see him)  Maybe I should just join him! No...I can't. But how do I tell the boys how I feel? I think of the worst way...But maybe the best?

   I go to the bathroom and grab my razor blade and drag it across my fore arm. It hurts at first but then it feels fine. I grab a big sweatshirt for the cover, which all the other boys get one too. Everyone has their sleeves pulled up and Blair said for me not to do it because I was in the middle. Its like he read my mind. 

    Im singing the part of 'Love someone'(Yes THEY RECORDED IT NO QUESTIONS NO QUESTIONS IT BEEN A WEEK FOR HEAVENS SAKE) that really makes Sonny emotional so he comes up to hug me and he hits the part of my fore arm that has cuts and I almost whimper out in pain. Luckly I could hold it in. But I got a look from Blair however. 

   Rye is singing his parts and I smell the blood from my cuts. Luckly I wore a black sweatshirt unlike the others who wore a white one. Soon my sleeves were wet with blood. I start to get dizzy so I tell Blair. 

       "Okay fovvs sit down for a while and if you cant we can leave you out of the rest okay?" He says. I nod not really in the mood to protest against the fact I might not be in the rest of the cover. I hear someone slowy sit next to me. I thought it would be Rye but It was jack instead. "Fovvs heres some bandages." He says. I look at him surprised. "What I can tell when someone cut!"He whispers. I rap it around my fore arm. It actually helps though. "Thanks...Jonk." I snicker at what I call him.

   He stare into my eyes dead serious. I think I may have gone to far with call him 'Jonk'(Roadies we know jack hates being called that) He picks me up knowing that the only one who can do that is Rye. "JACK DANEIL DUFF PUT ME DOWN YOU IRISH B*TCH" I yell. Everyone looks at us. Bronny over there laughing their asses off. Rye looks like he might kill Jack. 

   I kick jack at the worse spot possible and he fall to the ground finally letting me go. "That what you get you-" "OKAY ANDREW calm down." Blair says. "You obviously said something to make him go all bleh!" He says. "All I called him was... Jonk, I really dont care about what he says about it." I say. They look at me with questioning eyes. 

   "OKAY ANDY, For that Im telling them what you did." Jack says. "NO JACK PLEASE DONT! THERE NOT ALOUD TO KNOW!" I yell. "SO YOU WANT TO DIE BY KILLING YOURSELF ANDREW?! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT. DO YOU WANT TO KNOW YOU DIED BY KILLING YOURSELF BECAUSE YOU HATE YOURSELF!?" He yells at me. 

    Rye POV

 Am I hearing right....Did Jack just say that....

    I pull Andy far away from there. "Okay, Andy lift up your sleeves. " I say concernd. He shakes his head no. I take Andy into a kiss and slowy lift up his sleeves. I gasp at the blood stained arm and the badage that looks like it needs to be replaced..

"I hate myself Rye its all my fault for my fathers death! I cant go on Rye I, I Just-"I pull him into a kiss.

"I promise to plant kisses like seeds on your body, so in time you can learn to love yourself but for now I have enough love for both of us..." I say. "I love you rye." He says.

"I love you too fovvs." I say.

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Hey guys battery at 2% just finished writing this bye  have a nice day! Also Im back and my battery is 8% now im trying to upload at 12 AM because Im weird like that. My brothers are sleeping...

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