Make you mine |Randy|

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Salut my pretty lads hope you're doing well and alright Xx. You know what if you don't wanna vote or comment that is fine Loves.

MATE THE AMOUNT OF HATE I GOT ON MY DIRECT MESSAGES ARE INSANE......... IT IS A FAN FICTION GUYS. but lowkey got me proud that you got attached to it like that.

Enjoy,

Oh no I forgot the quote hold on.

To my pretty readers: you may not be there yet, but you are closer than you were yesterday, so keep going.

Now enjoy,

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Rye stepped into the house with Jack by his side Carol and Robbie right behind him. He inhaled the familiar scent of his home, but the house doesn't feel like home anymore. Just like it felt when Andy left to stay at Fizzy's flat. He sighed, walking to the stairs. He knew better than to ignore the sleepwalking Harry.

He kneeled and looked at Harry, he wanted to stop his tears but how could he when all he could see is a little Andy?. So he broke into tears, ruffling Harry's hair.

"Hawt?" Harry mumbled sleepily. Referring to the cuts and the bruises around his face.

Rye bit his lip to prevent it from wiggling "So much" he admitted, he didn't care about his face, he meant what he felt from the inside.

Harry threw his short arms around Rye yawing "all white,Dadda" trying to assure him,his voice was muffled because of Rye's shoulder.

Rye smiled, was he getting emotional support from a toddler? Yes yes, he was.

"Harry, come here. Leave Rye to go rest" Carol called out.

Harry kissed Rye's cheek before letting go and walking towards his mum. Rye sighed and got up, few steps and he was strangled by Brook's embrace.

"I can't imagine what you're going through right now" Brook secured his arms around Rye, not waiting for him to hug back, simply because he knew Rye.

Rye hushed up his sobs by Brook's neck "I am scared Brooklyn. I do not know what to do" he admitted.

"He is strong, he will be back in here, arguing with you constantly in no time" Brook promised, rubbing Rye's back.

Rye wiped his tears away and went upstairs, not thinking twice when he entered that same bathroom. He saw the lock still on the ground. The water had been closed but everything else is still the same, including Andy's battle mark AKA the blood.

Rye looked at the same spot, memories hitting him. Andy's giggles filling his ears just like a music.

"Hey! Stop" Andy giggled when Rye had sprinkled water at him.

"I am not going to stop if you are going to tease me about how fit Liam Payne is in your own opinion" Rye rolled his eyes as he sprinkled some more water at Andy. Jealousy getting the best of him.

"Oh really?" Andy challenged getting close to Rye.

As much as Rye wanted to reject Andy he couldn't so he nuzzled their noses together humming.

"So you are mad at me?" Andy spoke gently, licking the toothpaste from the side of Rye's lips.

Rye's breath hitched, it was hard to breathe and his stomach has a funny weird feeling "what?".

Andy got closer to Rye's lips, nuzzling his nose further against Rye's "I said, " he took Rye's lower lip in between his teeth sucking on it gently. "Are you mad at me?" He said once he let go of Rye's lip.