Randy - These Days

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Hi,

Enjoy this Chapter:*

I want to apologise for not updating for such a long time.

Date: January 2019

Also, he is sooo attractive.

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(Andy's POV)

'What? Rye and Alex kissed? How, when, why, ugh, maybe it was before all of this. Also, did Alex just out Rye? What the fuck, what a bloody dick move.' 'But that would mean...' 'Gosh, that doesn't matter, when Rye fucked Alex...' 'Fucked, why the hell am I thinking about that, they kissed, gosh, why do I even care, its none of my business,' I tried to calm myself while freaking out about it despite knowing that, objectively, I had no right to feel hurt by it because Rye and I were bandmates and best friends and not in a relationship.

"So when did you kiss?" Jack asked with a slight laughter to his voice.

"In mid-December, I think," Alex laughter filled the room making the air hard to breath. Rye looked like he just wanted all of this to end, 'hahaha, you asshole you did it so stop acting like that, and you kissed in freaking December, I should bloody get this stupid crush out of my head, when will I finally realise that Rye never saw and never will see me as I see him,' I really wanted to shout at him but kept quiet instead to not cause this to go on even longer or made my urge grow to...

"So you kissed?" Brooked laughed, "sorry but I never thought of any of you being gay."

"I am not gay," Rye immediately answered.

"Not just kissed," Alex moved his hands down his own body making kissing sounds with his mouth while nodding at Rye with his head and when his hands reached the rim of his T-Shirt he moved it up enough to reveal the lower part of his abs making me realise all over again that I could never compete with that; I simply wasn't good enough for Rye and despite him being bi, gay or whatever Rye was, he would never be interested in me and that him getting jealous about Harvey and me, in the end, meant nothing to him and I, I should after such a long time finally close this chapter which would make being a part of this band easier, not that it was hard. I tried to not focus on Alex body to stop my thoughts from revolving around how imperfect, how ugly, how fat I was, normally I wasn't really insecure of my body, I didn't love it but in general I also didn't hate it but this made me feel bad about the way I look.

"Okay, but," Brook interrupted my thoughts, "who actually is the best kisser?"

"I don't know," I just wanted to get over with it and forget about all of this.

I looked up again to see how Rye looked and could see him looking with anger at Alex, 'oh, did someone hurt your ego?'

"Why are you giving Alex such a dirty look, did he hurt your ego?" My voice dripped with venom.

Rye faced me hurt showing in his eyes before quickly being buried behind a stone-cold expression, he opened his mouth like he wanted to say something but closed it again before anything came out.

"Blup," I laughed a little.

"What?"

"You looked like a fish," I answered.

Rye stood up abruptly, "think I am going to go to bed," and with that, he was out of the door smashing it close behind himself.

I looked after him a mixture of anger, sadness, hurt, betrayal, love and so many other emotions drowning me. "Andy, you could have been a little nicer," Mikey looked disappointed.