Mutual

Chapter thirty seven

I wake up to someone gently shaking my shoulder. I open my eyes groggily, wiping the sleep out of the corners.

Me: "Rye? What's up?"
Rye: "It's tour day! Oh and also Andy's having an asthma attack and we can't find his inhaler."
Me: "Why didn't you say that first?"

I jump out of my bed and run into the living room, where everyone is huddled around Andy on the floor.

Me: "Guys, you're crowding him. Jack, can you go and make a cup of tea please?"
Jack: "Right I get that you just woke up and you-"
Me: "It's for Andy, you idiot. Just please do as I ask."
Jack: "On it."
Me: "Okay, the rest of you need to go looking for the inhaler."

Everyone just stays in their places, staring in awe.

Me: "Guys! This is serious. Go!"
They scrabble to their feet and I turn to Andy, taking his hands in mine.
Me: "Okay Andy, listen to me. Right now your slumped against the foot of the sofa and I need you to sit up straight. It will help get the air into your lungs. Try and take deep, long breaths."

Andy does so and a few moments later he opens his eyes and throws me a weak smile. Jack walks in with the mug of tea and I motion for him to pass it to Andy.

Me: "You okay?"
Andy: "Yeah. I see you still have the knack."
Me: " The knack? How do you mean?"
Andy: "You don't remember?" I answer by shaking my head. "Years ago when I had asthma attack, you would always try and calm me. Your presence just seems to make them dissolve. These past few years when I've had them they've been so much worse but now you're back... Wait, if you don't remember,bow did you know what to do?"
Me: "Instinct, I guess. Sorry, those memories seem really important to you."
Andy: "Yeah. They are. I always tried to think about you during an attack but it was never the same."
Me: "I'm sorry."
Andy: "Don't be. Anyways, we've got bigger things to worry about right now. We've got half an hour to get to the venue!"

On the ride to the first concert, I sit next to Andy on the tour bus. He must have been really exhausted from this morning because he falls asleep onto my shoulder. His sleep is short lived, however, as an excited Brooklyn in the back is messing around and being loud, as per usual. He accidentally pounds on the headrest of Andy's chair and the poor boy wakes with a start.

Me: "Brook shut the fuck up." I whisper shout.
Brooklyn: "Sorryyyy."
Andy: "Did I fall asleep on you? I'm sorry."
Me: "Honestly, it's fine. You're absolutely shattered and you need to rest before a big show. Here."

I undo his seatbelt and tell him to lay in my lap. He does so,curling his legs up as I stroke his hair, sending him off back into his dreams. 

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A/N

A quick filler for you guys. Next few chapters may be quite 'boring' or at least uneventful (apart from the fact that they are on tour of course!). But don't worry, there will be more drama soon! When isn't there drama in the RT house? At least, in my book.

Now, should probably mention the elephant in the room... I haven't updated in over a month *sheepish look* and so many of you were wondering where the chapters were. I'm sorrryyyy. I had so much college work and assignments, and it certainly didn't help that I have had a huge writer's block. 

Anyway, I'll try and update every week but no promises. College is reaaallllyyy stressful, man. Don't be a silent reader, comment what you think and what you would like to see!

Love and peace, Hannah :)