I knew what I said to Andy was harsh and unexpected, but majority of it was true. He didn't give two-shits about me or my choice of words; so why try so hard if you won't believe it anyways. I was going to try, mentally he made me cry so many times, and I'm not going to rip myself a part over someone who doesn't love me.
During class we were silent, the only ones not communicating - Mrs. Howard didn't even noticed or cared in that matter. Andy sat next to me, focusing on the notebook that I guess his lyrics were written. As I tried not to get him to be aware of my staring I got a glimpse of the title; it was the same - "That One Boy". He had his pencil in his mouth, slightly chewing on the eraser before completely tearing the page out.
I bit my tongue but tried to pay no attention; I really just wanted school to end, and this world right now. Even if I did go home I would have no one to console me; expect the twins but they're always busy with school, football practice, and hanging with their own group of friends.
So I only have one choice - "Is it okay. If we go to your house after school?" I ask Andy who was actually surprised I finally said a word after my little outburst earlier. He slowly nodded, giving me a bright smile that showed his perfect dimple, I couldn't help but weakly smirk back.
Staring at each other; I admired his features- besides him being extremely attractive with eyes that gives light to any dimmed room, I never enjoyed looking at someone in my life, it was like analyzing buried treasure in an enchanted cave.
Even if I was slightly heartbroken, and didn't want to be around Andy or his selfish boyfriend; there wasn't much hope.
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The Bet ~Randy Fic~
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