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Chapter 25 - Happy I Kiddnaped You

Andy's POV
We stayed like this for a while, far away from reality. Far away from this appalling world, just me, him, and the connection between us. That's all I need right now. "Andy." He whispered pulling away from the hug as our eyes meet and my stomach filled with butterflies again. "Yeah Rye." I replied trying to hide my excitement. He smiled softly and shook his head. Finally coming to conclusions. "I want to come with you to your house." When he said those words, my heart started beating faster and faster, it felt like it was going to explode any second. However, the way he said it made me feel like it wasn't the end of the sentence. "But?" I questioned raising my eyebrows at him, he smiled shyly and pulled me in for a kiss. His lips touched mine and I just melted into it immediately. It was fast, it was only for a few seconds, but it felt amazing. He pulled away and we both shared soft smiles. "There is no but I will come." He stated quietly and I almost screamed. I hugged him tightly and held him close to me. Making sure there was no air left between us. "Thank you." I whispered still holding him. "For what?" He questioned confused but still smiling. "For making the right decision." I replied and kissed his cheek. Pulling away just to see his beautiful eyes, that to my surprise were filled with tears. However, the beautiful smile was still there, making his face look even more beautiful and making the room a little brighter than before. I cupped his face gently with my hands as he shivered but immediately relaxed to my touch. "What's wrong?" I asked him quietly looking in his eyes searching for an answer. "Nothing I'm just so happy I kidnapped you." He confessed and we both started giggling softly. We again both got lost in each others eyes. Lost in a world where only turquoise blue and honey brown existed. Like the ocean and the sand. Perfect. "I'm happy that you did it too."

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"Don't look at me like that Rye, you look so goddam hot without a shirt on. I stated unthinkably and put my hand over my mouth realizing what I just said, feeling my cheeks get really warm. Rye just erupted in fits of laughter at the face I pulled, it felt good that I made him laugh like that, I had never heard him laugh like that before, but I also felt embarrassed. "Hey don't be embarrassed maybe one day I will show you how hot I look with all my clothes off." He spoke with a sly smirk. I took my hand off my mouth to reveal it wide open in pure shock. "Rye." I gawked and hit him playfully on that arm. He chuckled and pecked me on the lips in apology. "But now I want to get some food so we will talk later." He called pushing me carefully off him and standing up. Before he went out though I grabbed his wrist making him turn to smile at me. "I think you should pick up your luggage because I want you to move in today." I suggested quietly looking at his beautiful eyes as he smiled and looked away for a moment then back at me. Collecting his thoughts. He looked away again. However, this time I saw all the worry, all the doubt. That he is not good enough, that he cannot do this. All the fear that I will just leave him, that he will hurt me. All the hate he received from people, all the tears that had fallen from these beautiful shining eyes, all the dreams that have been invaded due to the reality. I saw all that bottling up and coming out in one single tear, trickling down his face. Showing how broken he really is and how hard he was trying to let it all go. He did just that in one fellow swoop wiping that tear clean off his face, wiping everything from his head.

"Okay but you have to help me." He sniffed, a small smile appearing on his face. He was trying, I could see that. However, he was trying too hard. The smile was hurtful, it was full of fear. His lips were shacking even though he desperately tried to stop them, clenching his teeth to try and stop, but no nothing. He bit into his bottom lip nervously, not wanting another tear to fall, not wanting to remember another memory, another bad thought. I stood up abruptly, wrapping my arms around his shacking body gently, pulling him closer to me. He was hesitant at first but gave and tightly clung onto me like a care bear, sighing deeply. "How can you know me that well when we just met?" He whimpered quietly. I giggled and kissed his shoulder hoping it would help him relax a little more. "I don't know I just feel like I have known you my whole life." I admitted as he kissed my neck a few times and then pulled away kissing my forehead. "Ok now I really need to get some food, but I will be back after a few minutes, or not." He joked quietly. I nodded smiling and kissed his cheek. I am glad he is back to making jokes again. He smiled before making his way out of the room. Slumped down back on the bed smiling. Thinking.

'I will hold his broken pieces together.'

'I will be the one to save him. From his self...'