- Rye's POV -
No. No this cannot happen again. Come on Rye, get your shit together!
"Is everything okay?" she asking, breaking our kiss for a moment.
"Yes." I answered simply before going back to kissing her. Come on, imagine the hottest thing you've ever seen Beaumont!That stupid boy popped into my head again. Laying underneath me, moaning and panting, his sexy little body covered in a sheen of sweat, his hands holding the bedsheet so hard his knuckles go white.
And there it was, my dick twitched from this single memory after not being able to react to half an hour of dry humping a fucking lingerie model.I pulled off the girl and sat down on my bed next to her.
"You need to leave." I said coldly.
"What?" she laughed.
"Leave. Now." I said, raising my voice. She stumbled to her feet and frowned at me.
"Don't fucking shout at me just because you can't get it up. Take viagra." she sassed and walked out of my room and my house. I buried my face in my hands. I couldn't believe it, there was something wrong with me.I had to find a solution for this problem, it's been going on for too long and I need sex. I can't imagine him under me every time I want to have sex with someone and I can't just jerk off if I want to have an orgasm. This can't keep going on.
- Andy's POV -
"Are you going to come to Chris' party?" Brook asked, sitting down next to me.
"I don't know, I don't really feel like going to parties this weekend. Besides, you'll be on a date, I don't want to be alone." I shrugged.
"I could arrange a few things and come with you."
"No, don't leave your date waiting. I bet he really wants to get inside your pants." I winked.
"Oh Andy, you know I will only let him on the fifth date. This is only going to be our third."
"Fourth. Do I need to remind you of the time when he took you out to a restaurant as a surprise?"
"Oh right. After you had sex with Ryan." he smirked.
"It wasn't right after. You went on Sunday, there was a day between the two thing."
"Yeah like that matters. So I could arrange a few things if you want to. Do you want to?"
"Nah, go with your Romeo." I laughed.The teacher came in and we had to stop talking, but I knew Brook was blushing.
Halfway into the class, someone threw a ball of paper at me that hit my head. I looked around and saw some guy smirking at me. I picked up the ball and opened it to see it was a message.
R U coming to Chris' party this friday?
-S. R.I looked up to see the same guy still looking at me. I pointed at him with one eyebrow raised. He smiled and nodded, so I was sure it came from him. I shook my head and saw the guy's smile turn into a pout. Then he turned his attention back to the lesson. I was about to put the paper away when Brook stopped me.
"What's that?" he asked. I gave him the paper and he read it.
"Oh god! Sonny Robertson! He's the hottest guy on the football team!" he whisper-shouted. I glanced at him again and yeah, he looked pretty good.
"You still don't want to go?"
"Nope." I said and I took the paper from him, putting it in my pencil case.When the class ended, me and Brook walked out of the classroom, but someone pulled me backwards by the hood of my jacket to stop me.
"Hey!" I yelped and turned around, ready to slap whoever was behind me.
"Sorry, I just wanted to talk." the guy said with a smile. It was the same guy who threw the paper at me. S...Sammy?
"Hi, my name's Sonny Robertson and I would love to go to this party with you, Andy."My jaw dropped. He knew my name.
"I'm sorry I don't really... I don't even know you. I think you should take someone else." I said with a smile and I was about to walk away, but Brook stopped me.
"Excuse my friend here, he has a fever. He'd love to go with you as well."
"But I-" I tried but I got interrupted by Brook again.
"He'll be ready at 9:30 if that's good for you."
"Perfect. But at the party I will be able to talk to him directly, right?" he joked and Brook faked a laugh.
"Yes, sure. We have to go now, sorry. Bye bye!"He pulled me away and into the men's bathroom.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! If a hot guy from the football team asks you out on a date then you say yes!" Brook said.
"No, if you don't want to go then you say no. And I don't want to go."
"Whatever dude, you're going. This is probably the first and the last time a guy like him asks out a guy like you."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"
"Nothing, nothing. I gotta go now but please promise me you'll go to the party with Mr. Abs!" Brook held up his pinky finger and I sighed dramatically before hooking mine to it.
"I promise." I said and before I could even blink, Brook was gone. I sighed again. He's ridiculous.When the last class ended, I texted Brook saying I was waiting for him at the gates. The answer came after three minutes, saying he's stuck in detention for playing games on his phone during Maths. Of course he would do that.
So I took the bus all the way home. I was alone because my mum was still at work, so I sat down on the sofa and turned the TV on. I switched through the channels until I finally found something interesting.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I had no idea who could it be so I was a bit anxious first, I had no idea if I should open or not.
After a while of not answering to the door, there was another knock, much more impatient.
"I can hear the TV, I know somebody's home! Just open the goddamn door, I'm not a fucking murderer!" the person on the other side of the door yelled. The voice was familiar. I would recognize that voice anytime.I turned the TV off and jumped up to run and open the door. And there he was, the one and only Rye Beaumont standing in front of me.
"Hey." I greeted.
"Is your mum home?" he asked immediately.
"No, I'm alone." I answered.
"Good."
And without any other thing being said, he pushed me into the house and kissed me. He kicked the door shut behind himself and started walking me towards the bedrooms.
"Second on the left." I said between kisses and Rye walked me into my bedroom. He started taking his clothes off and I followed in his suit.Omgggg what's happeniiing? Is Rye finally admitting to his feelings?? Tell me what you guys think!💕💕
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