Real Life Fanfiction | Randy

Chapter 2 - Unfortunate Meeting

- Andy's POV -

I tried to ask my mum to let me go to the concert a few more times, but the answer was always no. So me and Brook stuck with the plan to sneak out to the place when it was due. It was Friday and I told my mum me and Brook were gonna go out to the town and try to forget that we can't go to this amazing concert. She ate it all up and told us to keep safe.

Me and Brook went to the place and... wow, we weren't expecting it to be so full of people. But after all, it sold out, so it shouldn't have been a big surprise.
When we wanted to go to the back door, the security stopped us.
"Only for singers and staff members. Get back in line boys." he said and we walked away.

"Fuck, we'll have to go around the block." I said.
"Yeah, they only keep an eye on this part. And I know where we can get there. Come."
Brook dragged me along into different alleys, we almost got bit by a dog and a group of shady guys almost caught us, but we were faster. We got all the way to the back of the building. It was quite a circle, but it was worth it.
"Look, we can get in there." he pointed at the door.
"Oh my god, Rye's car!" I nearly screamed when I saw the cherry red Audi parking next to the metal door. Brook sushed me before we made our way to the door as quietly as we could. Brook stopped at the car to look inside it and search for anything that could possibly be Harper's.
"Brook come on, we can't stay here all night!" I said and turned around to grab the metal door's handle.

But the door opened before I could do anything, and it slammed right into my face.

- Rye's POV -

I got to the place and parked my car right next to the back door. Harper got out of his car and so did I after I turned the engine off.
"Mate I'm buzzing. Can't wait for this show." Harper said. I smiled because I was just as excited as him. I loved performing and I loved my fans so much. Being on stage and singing to people has always been my dream, and now I was living it.

We got into the building and I put my stuff down in the backstage. Then me and Harper went on stage for a sound check and after we were done, fans started coming in. We got off stage while everyone took their place. In my room, the staff did my makeup and soon, it was time to get on stage. And then I realized...
"Shit I left my guitar in my car."
The girl who was doing my make up stopped me. "We could ask someone to bring it to you."
I laughed. "If someone touches my guitar, I'll kill them."

I hurried down to the back door and when I tried to push it open, it slammed into something. First I got scared it was my beautiful car, but it turned out to be someone, not something.

"What the fuck?!" I asked when I saw the two blondes there. One of them was standing next to my car wide eyed, while the other, who I slammed the door into, was laying on the ground. "Shit!"
"Uh yeah that's... that's my friend." the one who was still standing said. I rolled my eyes and kneeled down next to the boy who was laying on the ground. He seemed unconscious and he had a red spot on his forehead.

"God, what the fuck are you guys doing here?! Are you some kind of stalkers?" I asked the one who was still awake.
"N-no I just... uh... we're big fans but... look this isn't what it looks like okay?"
"Doesn't matter. Fuck... get him to my room, let him rest for a bit." I pulled the unconscious boy up by his wrists and pushed him to the other one's arms. Then I turned around to get my guitar from my car.

"Follow me." I said and I got inside. We went up to my room and I told the guy to lay Sleeping Beauty on the sofa.
"Don't touch anything. I have cameras in the room so if you do, I'll find out." I ordered.
"Yes sir. I'm uh... I'm Brooklyn by the way." the boy extended his arm for me to shake. I looked at it, then raised my eyebrows and without another word, left.

The crowd was already screaming my name, I couldn't let them wait any more.

- Andy's POV -

When I woke up, I was in a strange room. There was Brook sitting next to me, staring creepily. I jumped when I first noticed him.
"What are you doing you creep?!" I tried to sit up, but my head was aching so I just leaned back down. "Where the hell I am?" I groaned.
"Well... you're not going to believe this." Brook said with a wide smile. "When you wanted to get inside the building, someone slapped the door into your face and you fainted. Turns out that someone was Rye fucking Beaumont and he told me to bring you here and lay you down until you woke up. This is his dressing room."
My eyes widened. "You're lying." I whispered, silently begging for this to be the truth.
"I'm not, I pinky promise. Mate look around, this is Rye's room!"

I raised my head slightly and looked around. I found his stuff around the room, his jumper on the chair, his bag on the floor, his glasses on the table.
"Brook... I'm dead. I must have died after that door. And somehow I got to heaven." I said with a wide grin.

"Thank you London, see you next time!" I head from not so far away. It was Rye, Rye's voice.
And then moments later, he bursted into the room, covered in sweat.
"Fuck, you're still here." he groaned and it hurt something inside me.
"He woke up!" Brook said cheerfully.
"Great. Then it's a good opportunity for you to tell me what you were doing at my car or at the back door of this building when there are securities everywhere."
"Not everwhere..." Brook mumbled and I slapped his thigh.
"I'm very sorry I just... we really wanted to see you but our parents wouldn't let us buy tickets to the concert. We wanted to get inside, just to look around a bit before we get kicked out. But we're not like-"
"Not what? Creeps who can't respect others' personal life?" he interrupted me. I couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"We didn't mean to... I'm sorry, we'll go." I said and sat up on the sofa. But then, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. I groaned and my hands flew there.

"Okay, fuck, let's just... I'll take you to my house, okay? Just to rest, don't even hope I'm going to do anything to you." he said as he started packing his stuff.
Then Harper stepped in. "Hey man who are you talking- oh wow... How did you guys get in here?" he turned to us and I saw Brook gasp and blush.
"They tried to sneak in from the back. When I went back for my guitar, I slammed the door into his face and he fainted. I'll take one back to my house, will you take the other one back to his?"
"Me?! Can't he go home by himself?"
"He could but I'm afraid he wouldn't. So would you?"
Harper sighed and looked at us. "Which one should I?"
"The one with the crimson face." Rye said, pointing at Brook. My friend stumbled to his feet and walked closer to Harper.
"Hi uh I'm- I'm Brooklyn. But you can call me Brook. You can call me anything, I don't mind."
"Okay then Nancy, come on, I'll take you home."

That left only me and Ryan in the room. He was packing his stuff into his backpack. He looked so serious and so handsome from up close. My heart was beating out of my chest as I thought about going back to Rye Beaumont's house.

When he finished, he looked at me.
"Can you get up without help?" he asked. I tried, but again, a sharp pain in the back of my head.
"Fuck... I hope you won't get to hospital."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up slowly. My head hurt, but I couldn't concentrate on that anymore, because all I could think about was his hands on mine. Then, when I was standing up, he put my arm over his shoulder and he put his around my waist. I was sure my heart was beating too fast to be healthy, but I didn't care.
"Maybe I could take you to your house too." he said and suddenly I remembered my mum. At home, thinking I'm still out with Brook.
"No!" I protested. "My mum doesn't know anything about this whole... thing. If she sees me now, she'll freak out." I told him and he rolled his eyes.
"Fine, then I'll take you to mine. Jesus Christ, Blair is going to kill me."

Second chapter here! Yayy😂 Well not a lot of people have read this shit yet... but hey, it's only the beginning! Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter! Thank you for reading, feedback is always appreciated💕💕