love never dies.

{5}

Andy's POV 

It's been two weeks since Rye asked me to be his and I've had an unremovable smile placed on my lips. I was much calmer when I went to therapy, slowly opening to her but not fully. 

I skipped down the stairs to the kitchen, opening the fridge glancing at the content inside debating on what to eat, I decided to have to have some left over pasta. 

I turned around almost jumping out of my skin when I saw my mum and dad staring at me, my mum had a huge smile and my dad had a more curious facial expression. 

"So I got a letter from your teachers today saying your behavior has improved and apparently so has your work" my dad said as he looked proud yet bewildered at my achievements. 

my father and I always had a strange relationship, even before I was born. Everyone thought I would be a girl and my dad was over the moon excited when he was told by everyone that I would be a girl. My parents wanted to be a surprise so they never asked the doctor. 

So when I was born, I could only guess how disappointed he was. 

As a child I was always placed against Brook, he was the golden boy and I was the disappointment. He would get great grades I would get terrible one, he made the football team I made it out of the closet alive somewhat. 

Now that I'm older, I understand that my dad does loves me somewhere in his heart just never could accept it as a kid. 

"I'm so proud of you baby" my mum said hugging all the air out of me. 

"we should go out tonight and celebrate" tonight I had already made plans with my boyfriend but I'd never tell them that. 

"umm, actually I was gonna hangout with a friend of mine" I looked behind me as I heard a loud gasp from Brook. 

"someone has replaced my brother with a cheap ugly robot!" I laughed as I lightly smacked the back of his head calling his a dufus and other names. 

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It was a Thursday today, my mum and dad were at work today and would most likely be back at ten o'clock PM, and Brooklyn was out practicing football with Mikey and their friends. 

I decided to ask my three week boyfriend over,  so here we were cuddled up together on my bed, I was reading my favourite book The Medusa Project by Sofie McKenzie 

I wasn't sure what he was doing as I was deeply involved in my book, not paying attention to anything else, that was until I could feel an unsettling gaze on me. 

I looked up to see Rye staring at me, making me blush ten times more than the average human would. 

"what are you staring at?" I asked as he brought his hand down to my cheek caressing it. I was much comfortable with him touching me, but not enough that we've shared a kiss. 

"you're just so cute, I can't help it" I blushed even more as I hid my head in the crook of his neck. 

His hand slowly brought my face back so we staring at each others eyes, which tends to happen a lot with us. His eyes are too beautiful not to enjoy. Suddenly he grabbed my book and ran outside to the garden as I was quick to run after him. 

"come on Rye give me back my book" I say as he was walking further and further away. 

"why don't you come and get it then baby" I rolled my eyes but then ran straight after him. We were running for a while until he tripped and fell on his back. 

Being the caring boyfriend I was I decided to sit on him and innocently smile down at him as he groaned from the added weight. 

I took the book off of him and got off making my way inside but only making it to the sofa before being thrown on in and tickled to death by my oh so loving partner. 

My laughter had died down as he stopped and we just stayed their staring at each other,  it was calming until I noticed his gaze drop to my lips. 

I had a small freak out in my head he seemed to notice, getting up sighing and giving me a hand before heading back to my room.

"Andy?" he asked as we were back in our same position as before, cuddled up. I looked up at him letting him know he had my attention. 

I was fine, comfortable and content until he asked a question I prayed and hoped would never come up. 

"would you ever tell me why you don't like being touched?" 

Fear was all that could be seen in my eyes. 

My brain and heart were fighting each other. My brain fighting on keeping me safe and protected from judgement and hurt wanting to be kept in my safe world that I had built even since the incident. 

But my heart wanted him to know, so I wouldn't have to burden it alone. Hoping the one day my safe place will be forever in his arms. 

I took a deep breath, sitting up right looking right at him more serious than I had ever been. 

"you'd leave me if you knew" I said to him, cold as the day we met. 

"I'd never willingly leave you, no matter what" his attitude to the subject seemed so genuine and heartfelt. 

"you say that now, but when I tell you, your love for me will die and you'll look at me with disgust" I turned away from him looking out the window. 

"my love for you would never die" he said as he turned my head to him.