Randy oneshots

Beach house

Andy's pov
As a kid, my mum and I would always go down to this massive beach house in Devon and have the best time. However, because the house is so big we always shared it with our family friends (my parent's best friends growing up and still are) the Beaumont's. There was my mum and I and then Mrs and Mr Beaumont, Robbie, Sammie and Shaun and last but not least Rye. I was only a year older than Rye so every summer holidays we'd always hang out together and we'd miss each other so much within the year apart but as we got older and we had exams and school and stuff we sort of stopped going so I haven't seen Rye in years, the last time I did I had a small crush on him but I'm over that now.

Fucking finally we are going to the beach house again for the summer holidays (7 weeks to be exact). That's 7 whole weeks I get to spend with Rye.

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I clambered out of my Toyota and grabbed my Mum's suitcases as well as my own. My mum unlocked the door and we entered the house we hadn't been in for a good 3/4 years. It felt like coming home... even though I've been at home? I took my stuff up to my room and started to unpack, it didn't take long since I don't bring tons and tons of shit. I opened my window so I could see the sunshine and the ocean crashing onto the beach and I let out a sigh.

"Well well well, if it isn't Andy Fowler" I heard a smug, deep voice remark from behind me. I smiled and turned around "Rye Beaumont, as I live and breathe" I quipped back and he grinned before walking towards and pulling me into a bone crushing hug. My head nuzzled into his shoulder due to the height difference and I took a deep breath of his cologne and sigh. I've missed this, I've missed him. He finally pulled away but let his arms stay touching mine as he looked me up and down "well look at you all grown up, looking gorgeous" I blushed at his comment before he continued "still short though" he smirked and I slapped him, lightly. "Yeah and look at you: tall, dark, handsome and still an arrogant son of a bitch" I retaliated, holding back a laugh by biting my lip. "Touchè fovvs" he then swung his arm around my shoulder and we exited my bedroom. "Come on let's go catch up with everyone" he chuckled.

We went downstairs and greeted each other's families before having a small conversation about how our exams went, what our plans were, any relationships we were in - so none basically. We ordered Domino's for tea since it was our first day here and we hadn't had a chance to go food shopping yet. Once it arrived, Rye and I popped into the cinema room and stuck on The Maze Runner: The Death Cure. We were chatting quietly throughout the film whilst watching it intently and then when Newt and Thomas started fighting I was sobbing and then it happened. Newt died. I was crying my fucking eyes out and Rye pulled me into his chest running his hand through my fluffy, blonde hair. "Shhhh" he soothed. "H-how can they d-do that?" I asked in between sobs. "It's 'cause authors are twats Fovvs" he told me. I sniffled "Aw come here" he cooed, re-adjusting me so both his arms were 'round me and both mine were around him. As if that wasn't enough he pulled me into his lap and continued to cuddle with me whilst the movie kept rolling. I couldn't hide the blush that creeped onto my cheeks but thank fuck it was dark in there. Before long my eyes grew heavy and I was drifting off to sleep still on Rye.

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I was awoken again by the sun shining onto my face and I smiled. I peeled my eyes open only to be blinded by the golden rays and wonder 'how the hell did I get here?' The last thing I could remember was being in the cinema room with Ry- oh, he must have carried me here. I slowly got up and trekked downstairs, rubbing my eyes. I turned into the kitchen to see Rye, shirtless. Well fuck me.

I couldn't help it as my eyes moved down his toned, tanned chest to see his solid abs and his v line. "Has no one ever told you staring's rude?" He smirked and I blush looking away very fast and playing with my fingers. I sensed him take a few steps towards me and I looked up to see him right in front of me, he took a hold of my chin and I gasped freaking out 'is he gonna kiss me?!' I asked myself. But no he didn't, he just whispered "Fovvs I'm only messing with you" before giving me a cheeky grin and walking to the fridge like it was nothing. "Do you wanna help me make pancakes?" He asked with that adorable sparkle in his eyes. Ever since we've been coming here as kids, Rye and I would always make pancakes together and 9/10 times we would fail but the 1/10 they were delicious.