[Andy's POV]
The next day me and Rye actually moved into the apartment, that would become my home for God knows how long.Both our families, or actually just my mom and Rye's mom and brothers, had been there to say goodbye. Blair had been there as well to make sure everything was alright. But now they all left, leaving Rye and me awkwardly sitting in the living room.
He was just scrolling on his phone, one headphone in.
"I'm gonna go unpack the rest of my stuff" I said and Rye mumbled something what vaguely could he heared as an ok.
I got up, trying not to limp as my hip still really hurt from the "meeting" with the gang. But I didn't feel the need to show Rye I was in pain and make myself appear weak.
I picked up my bag and dragged it to my bedroom. Or actually our bedroom, we share it.
I opened up the bag and started unpacking things. My diary, an old picture of me and my mom, one of my favourite books, a stuffed bee I got a long time ago, no idea from who.
Then I get out a little notebook. It's my song-writing notebook. My mom once gave it to me and since then I've been writing down random lyrics or even full songs.
I browsed through it quickly and I ended up on a page with a song I only started writing a few days ago, but I had already fully finished it. The lyrics are inspired by my dad.
I've never talked about this with anyone, but I really miss my dad. Well not directly my dad, as I hardly even knew him, but you know, just a father-figure. Someone I could talk to about anything, go on trips with or even just someone to hug. Just like my mom, but different...
I decided I could use a little break from packing, so I took my guitar out of it's case and sat down on my bed.
I tuned it a bit and then I just started playing the chords and singing the lyrics I wrote.
So wake up, dad
I miss you, I miss you
It's been too long
And I miss you, I miss youSo don't close your eyes
It's safe for lullabies
Wake up, dad
I miss you, I miss youI feel tears starting to sting in my eyes and by the time I got to the bridge they are rolling down my cheeks.
I finish the last line and just put my guitar aside.
[Rye's POV]
I was just chilling on the couch in the living room, headphones in, listening to some music and scrolling through Instagram, when I notice something.I take out my headphones and I hear a voice, coming from the bedroom.
I get up and slowly get closer, stopping at the bedroom door.
Andy's singing and playing a song I've never heard before, but it's beautiful, powerful, yet so vulnerable.
The music stops and I slowly open the door.
Andy's sitting on the bed, guitar next to him and facing away from the door.
"Wow that was... beautiful" I say quietly.
Abruptly he turns around and I see there are tears in his eyes and they are a bit red and puffy as well.
"Hey, are you crying?" I ask, walking closer.
"N-no I'm not. Everything is f-fine." He quickly replies and he turns his head away from me. But if his eyes didn't say enough already, his voice definitely did.
"Hey come here" I say and gently pull him up in a hug. His shoulders are trembling and I feel a wet spot forming where his head is resting, but I don't mind it.
I slowly rub his back and we keep standing there for minute until he break the hug.
"I-I'm sorry" he says, his voice still a bit shaky. "For what?" I ask.
"Bothering you with my problems." He replies quietly."Hey, don't be. Sometimes you just need to let it out." I whisper and pull him into another tight hug, but he backs off quickly and screams in pain.
He let's himself fall on the bed, grabbing his hip.
I stumbled back, "w-what happened, what d-did I do? A-and you okay" I stuttered shocked and quickly sat down next to him.
"Yes, I'm fine... I'm just, I-uhh I fell down the stairs yesterday and I hurt my hip. It's nothing bad though." He says, but the pain is clearly audible in his voice.
"Are you sure? Gosh I'm so sorry." I replied, genuily sorry but also a bit suspicious. His story didn't seem to believable and he hesitated while telling it, as if he made it up on the spot.
"You couldn't know" he says with a little smile. "Let's just go to bed, tomorrow will be a long day again." He says and walks to the bathroom. Well actually he's more limping than walking.
For some reason it hurts really bad, seeing him in so much pain, especially knowing I probably made it worse...
A/N I told you longer parts were slowly coming! :) There's even gonna be a part 2 to this chapter, as I thought it was a little to long to fit into one part, compared to the previous parts.
Also the lyrics from "Andy's song" are from I miss you/ Wake up love by Duncan Laurence. It's not officially out but he has performed it live a couple of times and there is a demo version on YouTube as well as some videos of the live performances. I also changed love into dad, which doesn't really make sense in the actual full song but I love this song so much and I thought the chorus fitted perfectly with this so I just went with it. I really recommend y'all to go check it out.
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