secret lovesong

13

Andy

Rye was a sobbing mess.

I was holding him tight in my arms, while the water was still rushing into the bathtub. My fingers gently played with his hair and I had to admit that it felt so good to have him back.

After a few minutes Rye finally calmed down and inhaled deeply. "Thank you!", he mumbled against my neck and I smiled a little. "Always, Rye, always! But as much as I would love to keep you in my arms forever, I have to let go. Otherwise the bathroom will be flooded in a few minutes!", I laughed. Rye removed his  his face from my neck and looked at the bathtub, that was nearly full. I missed his warm breath against my skin as soon as he wriggled himself out of my arms.

"That's okay!", Rye answered, aittle smile on his lips and stood up to turn off the water. He turned around to face me and I got up as well. I didn't know why I placed myself right in front of him but it felt right. I let my eyes wander over his body and I felt my breath quicken. Rye looked so beautiful, so fragile with his red eyes and his hair messy from my fingers.

I stepped closer towards him and grabbed his hand, no idea what I was doing. "I should let you wash this nail polish off before it'll stick on your skin forever!", Rye whispered, looking at our intertwined hands. A wave of panic swepped through my body. I didn't want him to leave. But instead of begging him to stay, I whispered "Yeah, you probably should!" and to be honest, even I didn't believe my words.

My palms began to sweat and it was not because of the upcoming heat in the room, having its cause by the hot water and the watersteam. I looked up to catch the taller boy's eyes and a warm feeling spread through my chest as I sunk deeper and deeper into the familiar brown orbs. Rye was so perfect, so strong and beautiful. I studied his face, longing to follow the lines of his nose and lips with my fingers. I raised my hand up, just to pull it back again.

I suddenly felt insecure. I was craving to kiss him, to touch him, but I was afraid that I would make a mistake. That I would cross the line and destroy our friendship. I looked back at the brown chocolate eyes.

I saw something flashing in Rye's eyes and he turned from being a scared little boy back into the Rye I knew. Confident and absolutely sure of what he wanted. And I couldn't believe, that in that moment it was me he wanted. "Stay!", I finally whispered and Rye smirked.

"You want me to stay, while you're taking a bath?", he asked with a big smirk. I blushed and felt the control, I'd earlier had over the situation, slipping away. I nodded, lowering my eyes to the ground, slightly ashamed with my cheeks blushed. He put his fingers under my chin and forced me to look at him. He was so close that I could feel his breath on my face.

"And what am I supposed to do, while you're relaxing in the hot water?", he asked, coming as close as possible. I could feel his lips nearly touch mine, teasing me, as he was talking. I gulped, unable to say a word because of the control he had over me. Rye was so close, so beautiful. My hands and knees were shaking, my heart was pounding like crazy and I felt like I was going to faint.

And that was the moment I realized, that my feelings were stronger than I had ever assumed. I loved him, I loved him so much that it hurt!

I felt Rye placing his hands on my hips first, then slowly wandering over my chest and back. I melted under his touch. He smiled, knowing what he was doing to me. "You drive me crazy!", I moaned, before I could stop myself.

Rye pulled away, first suprised, then laughing. I blushed, feeling ashamed and turned around to face the bathtub. My eyes were focusing the foam on top of the water as I mentally slapped myself. I heard Rye stepping behind me and felt his hands being placed on my shoulders. "You are driving me crazy, Andy Fowler!", he whispered in my ear and I felt his chest against my back. Shivers ran down my spine and I leaned back, resting my head on his chest.

We froze in this position for a couple of minutes. I wanted to stay like that, here in the silence with him, for the whole night, but it seemed like Rye had other plans. I heard him curse behind me and before I had the chance to ask him what was wrong, he turned me around and smashed his lips on mine.

This kiss was different from the kisses we had shared before. We weren't acting for the vlog, we weren't drunk. This was us. Just us. Without a hesitation I kissed him back. I heard him groan as I let my tounge slide over his lower lip, asking him for entrance. His sounds let me tremble and I gasped into his mouth as soon as our tounges touched. I still felt nervous and unsure about the situation.

Rye continued placing little kisses all over my face. "You're so beautiful.", he whispered in my ear. I grabbed his face with both hands and forced his lips back on mine. My hands tucked on Rye's shirt. I wanted it off. I wanted to touch him, feel his skin on mine. We pulled apart to get rid of our shirts, just to slam our lips together again as soon as our shirts were thrown into the corner of the room. Panting and moaning filled the room and I slowly felt myself getting comfortable with the situation.

"Take a bath with me!", I pressed out between the kisses we shared. Rye pulled away and stared at me. His eyes had a hungry look and I nearly moaned again, when he bit his lip. I was afraid that I had rushed to fast into the situation, but oh God, he was so hot. "You sure?", he asked still trying to catch his breath. I nodded. "Only if you want to. We don't have to.", I said, still looking into his beautiful eyes.

Rye closed the small gap between us again and kissed me with so much passion that I felt like I was going to faint. "Yes, please! I've dreamed so often about it.". My heart and other parts of my body jumped at his words. I felt Rye's hands pulling down my trousers. My pants dropped to the floor, followed by Rye's. My eyes scanned his body and I moaned. Rye's eyes were filled with so much lust that my head swirrled. "You're fucking beautiful, Andy Fowler!", he groaned and together we got into the warm water.

//

An hour later I was laying in the nearly cold water of the bathtub, Rye behind me, his arms wrapped around me and his hands resting on my tummy. I looked at them and intertwined his fingers with mine. The nail polish had disappeared into the water and I smiled. A look on the clock at the wall showed me, that it was 3am.

"Rye?", I mumbled and twisted my head, trying to catch a look at his face. "Mmm?", he sounded sleepy. "I think we should go to bed! We have to get up in a few hours again!", I explained. He groaned, but finally agreed.

Before we left the bathtub, we took a quick shower. We didn't put our clothes on, because they were dirty from the video shoot and walked only covered in towels through the corridor into Rye's room. I prayed that we wouldn't meet any of the other boys on our way there.

I followed Rye into his room and he didn't questioned it. It felt like the most normal thing to do and I really wanted to sleep next to him tonight!
He went to the closet, grabbed two boxers and shirts and handed one of them to me, while he was putting on the other. Both things were way too big for me but I liked the fact that I was wearing his clothes. Quickly I pulled the shirt over my head and crawled under Rye's sheets.

He wrapped his arms around me and I snuggled against him. It felt like I was finally at the place I had always belonged to be. And as I listened to his calming breath and as I was slowly drifting into sleep the lyrics and melody for the chorus of my song, played in my head.

"When you think I'm falling around the room
I'll find my way back to you
Flashing lights but nothing can blind my view
There's no one else I see you"

A/N

Finally the chapter you've all been waiting for!

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