secret lovesong

15

Andy

I was sitting in the backseat of the car, Alex and Rye in the front. Alex had asked me to come with them, because he was worried. He was worried, because Rye had come out of Mikey's room; worried because Rye seemed to be upset. I had instantly known what had happened and had sprinted into my room to pack some things for a few days. Rye hadn't said a word, just had shrugged his shoulders as I had told him, that I was coming with them. He was still pissed at me and I totally understood it.

After a few hours we arrived at Alex' house. We got out of the car and were greeted by Alex' mother. "Boys, it's so nice to see you again!", she welcomed us and gave all of us a hug. "It's nice to be home!", Alex answered and Rye forced himself to smile. It made me sad to look at him and see him being hurt so bad. "Come in! You're staying overnight?", Alex's mother asked us. We all nodded and she smiled even more. "I will make the guest room ready for you two! I hope it's okay, that you share the bed?", she asked and turned to look at me and Rye. "That's alright!", I answered quickly before Rye had the chance to say anything stupid.

I wanted to be there for him tonight, because I was pretty sure, that he would need me.

Rye just nodded, still a forced smile on his face. "Good, I'll call you when dinner's ready! I bet you haven't eaten yet!", Alex' mother announced and left. I looked at Alex and he just shrugged. "That's my mom! Follow me!", he chuckled and went upstairs. I followed him, Rye following me.

I wanted to talk to him so badly! I wanted to explain myself and show him, that I was truly feeling sorry! It felt like I'd cheated on him and now had to live with the aftermath. I was so deep in my thoughts that I hadn't realized how Alex had stopped in front of his door.

I bumped into his back and fell back against Rye. Fortunately he caught me, before I crashed on the floor and his lips formed a little smile. "Be careful, beautiful! I don't want you to break your neck!", he whispered into my ear and a pleasant shiver ran down my spine. He liked me after all! I couldn't help but smile and Rye stepped away as soon as he was sure that I was able to stand on my own two feet again.

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It was almost 1am, when Rye and I finally got to go to sleep. We'd eaten some wonderful tasting pasta made by Alex' mom and after that we had spent hours of planning the editing. I was exhausted and my head was pounding like crazy when I finally let myself fall into the sheets. Rye crawled under the blanket next to me and I realize that he'd taken off all his clothes except his boxers. My heart started beating fastly and I felt a nervous rush in my body.

"Come here!", Rye mumbled, eyes already closed. "What?", I asked absolutely caught out off guard. After all I still thought, that he was mad at me. "Come here!", he said a little bit louder and opened his eyes. I quickly made my way under the blanket and as soon as I was next to him, he wrapped his arms around me. My head was still spinning because of all the thoughts and all the things I reproached myself.

"Rye?", I asked into the dark, knowing that he was still awake. "Mm?", he hummed. "I'm sorry!", I whispered. "That's alright, Andy. I'm not mad at you! You're a good friend! I'm disappointed in him! Because he told all of you but me. That's what hurts me the most! Not the fact that he's leaving! I get his points even though I'm not happy about it, but I feel like I can't trust him anymore. I feel like there's something more behind his reasons to leave. I mean, he told me he misses Bristol and his niece, but in the same breath he said that he's planning to move to London. That doesn't make sense.", he whispered and I heard the confusion and hurt in his voice.

"He also told me a few things, that made me think and question some stuff. Stuff about our band and I'm hurt, that he's feeling that way. It just feels like he's not the Mikey I used to know. It feels like he had changed!". I sat up, Rye's arm sliding into my lap.