🐝Better Beaumont Part 3🌵😈

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*Andy's POV*
Here we were on our way to an interview. I had myself sat in the back of the van between my two boys.

Yes, they are both mine. Yes things are confusing. But not to us. I know I love Robbie and Rye and they both love me. It's just hard to explain to anyone else.

So we decided to keep it hidden. It's not like it's anyone else business anyways. The boys have caught us all cuddling up with each other a decent amount more then usual but they seem to just be shrugging it off.

If they start asking questions, then maybe we'll answer them but right now it's not affecting anything so it's not really anyone else's business.

"Andy!" I heard Brooklyn yell from his spot, "It's not fair. They get all your attention now. You never cuddle with me anymore."

He crossed his arms at that looking me straight in the eye. I couldn't help but laugh. He may not be a baby but he sure as hell acted like one.

I sighed and started to move. Rye's hand tightened around my waist and Robbie's tightened around my thigh. I just shook my head and pulled myself up.

I walked over to Brooklyn and sat next to him. He was quick to curl up next to me. I smiled at the younger boy. He was honestly so cute.

I loved him. Not like Rye and Robbie. Not like that at all. Brooklyn was like my little brother.

I could feel eyes on us and I looked up to see Rye and Robbie glaring daggers at Brook, who seemed oblivious to it all.

"See, I'm better than them both," Brook said clutching onto me. I couldn't help but chuckle. I seen Rye jaw twitch and Robbie looked like he could kill someone but I knew they wouldn't hurt anyone.

Not unless I was hurt.

"What about cuddling with Jack or Sonny?" I whispered into Brooks ear. He just shook his head. I could see hurt pass his face and I knew there was a story to tell there.

"Brookie?" I asked him quietly. "They don't want me," he whispered and I could see the tears forming in the boys eyes and I felt so bad for him.

"Rye? What are we doing after the interview," he said quickly turning towards Rye. "I thought we were just going to the hotel," Rye said.

"Let's go get ice cream," I suggested knowing that was the best way to cheer Brook up. His eyes lit up and he seemed happier at just the suggestion.

I met Rye and Robbie's questioning eyes and I just shook my head. They didn't question me any further.

I didn't know how long we sat there. Brook had passed out on me awhile ago. Jack and Sonny were cuddled together both sleeping. Rye and Robbie were both on their phones and I was just in my head staring out the window.

"Baby?" Rye said bringing me back to reality. I looked over at him and he smiled. "You okay?" He asked me. I shrugged. It wasn't that I wasn't okay. I just felt off. Like something wasn't going right and maybe it because something was off with Brook but I'm just not sure.

Rye moved so he was next to me and Robbie moved soon after so he was sitting in the other side. "Baby, you can tell us anything," Robbie said. He moved me a bit so I could lean against him. Rye leaned against me.

"It's nothing really. Just an odd feeling," I said. They both nodded.

I looked down at Brooklyn. He was clutching onto my shirt. Even in his sleep he looked hurt. I should have been there but I wasn't. I was too busy with Rye and Robbie to see his pain.

Rye moved my head and placed his lips against mine. I couldn't help but kiss back. Robbie pulled me away from Rye and turned me towards him placing his lips on mine.

"You need to stop worrying. Brookie will be okay. You can't blame yourself for everything," Rye said. I loved that. He knew what I was thinking without me saying it.

"He understands that too. Otherwise he wouldn't be here right now," Robbie added. I smiled slightly and they both kissed me again.

"I love you," I said and both of them smiled. "I love you too," they said at the same time. I smiled and moved back against Robbie with Rye's head on my shoulder and Brookie curled against me and this time I let myself sleep.

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