"It's just acting...Or is it?"

Chapter 11

Andy's pov.
"I thought it was gonna be more interesting than that. " I say looking out of the car window. The it's a dark cold night and the lights are bright.
"Did you even watch the movie. I felt like all you did was stare at me the entire time!" Rye laughed.
"I did not stare at you." I frowned. " I was gazing."
"Yeah bro that didn't help your case here." He said as we pulled into the driveway.
"Well I couldn't help it you kind of looked mad the entire time." I unbuckled my seat belt and got out of the car.
"I wasn't I was just lost in thought." He said following me to the front door.
"Well I had fun thanks for driving me home." I walked in the door and closed it behind me laughing.
"Andy!" Rye knocked on the door. "Mate did you forget we live together?"
"No. It's just punishment for lying to me." I say through the window.
"How did you know I. Can u just open the door it's cold out here."
I laugh to myself and let him in.
"What do you mean by lie to you." He said genuinely concerned.
"About the fact that your ex girlfriend texted you." I say putting my coat on the rack.
"How'd you..."
"You had the face again rye. The one that only showed up when she was around." I said calmly.
"How is it you know me better than I know myself." He huffed. Following me to the kitchen.
"It's because I lov.. love to watch tv dramas. And they compare a lot to your situation..." I trailed off lost is thought. Did I almost say what I think. Oh my gosh.
"Well I don't know what to do mate. I don't wanna see her again but I feel like it's rude to not text back." He sat at the island and put his head in his hands.
"Well. How about some tea to make you feel better?"
"I think I'm gonna need some thing a little stronger than tea."
"Alright then mr. Beaumont. How about some wine." I laugh.
"Anything stronger than that." He looks at me begging to get him drunk.
"Mm were not playing with drunk rye tonight." I smile handing him his glass.
"But why not. You know I'm way more fun like that." He pouted.
"Fun would not be the word I use to describe that." I grab the bottle and grab some biscuits and start making my way to the stairs. Rye follows.
"Ugh but Andy." He whines.
"Which room are we going to mine or yours."
"Ugh. Yours." He huffs.
"Well before I have to deal with "fun" rye what are you going to do about her?" I sit on my bed and open the biscuits.
"Ugh I don't knowww." He said face planting  next to me. I smile. He's cute.
"Why are you smiling like that." He says trying to pour himself more liquid.
"Because your cute when your frustrated" I take a bite of my biscuits to hide my red cheeks.
"Mm embarrassed Fowler is my favorite Fowler." He downed his cup.
"Oh my well since there is no stopping you. " I took his cup and poured myself a glass. And handed him the bottle. I took a sip and then contemplated on what I was gonna say.
"Do you still like her.." I said softly. He took a gulp from the bottle.
"I was with her for a long time. I'll always love her as a person. But I don't love love her anymore. You know." He drank some more.
"Yeah I get it." I handed him a biscuit.
"Are all of the boys asleep." He said spilling crumbs on his shirt.
"Yeah seems like it." I finished glass and got up to go shower.
"Mate where are you goingggg" he whined.
"I'm going take a shower. You probably should to." I laughed and walked out of the room.
                              ***
I peeked into my room and find rye laying on the bed with nothing but boxers on.
"What happened to your clothes." I say grabbing a shirt from my closet. And getting dressed.
"I... look better. Without the clothes mate." He put his arms In the air and let them fall.
"Your not wrongg. But I think you might need some pants." I smile.
"No...I don't.. want pants." He said like a child.
"Oh my gosh rye. How much of that did you actually drink." I sat next to him helping him put his shorts on.
"Mm most of it." He giggled.
"Here put your shirt on."
"No! I have pants that's enough!!"
"Oh my gosh. See this is why I didn't want you to drink anything. You turn into a child." I shake my head.
"NnNo I don't" he moves closer to me "I am the same as. As. I was before." He places his hand on my thigh and makes my stomach flutter.
"Yeah not really though." I smile and get up to turn the light off.
"Ok mr. Beaumont. Time to sleep. Before you do anything you regret."
"Like what. Wwhat would I I regret. With you." He said sliding into the covers.
"I don't know. Could be anything." I slide in next to him. He scoots closer so that his body is flush against mine making me feel his warmth.
"Mm maybe somethinnn like this." He said connecting his lips to my neck making me breath heavily.
"R-rye. I don't. Think you s-should do that."
"Why not." He said continuing to kiss me. Making not able to think straight.
"Ugh this is wwhat I meant b-by things your ggonna regret." He stopped and looked into my eyes.
"No I won't." He connected his lips to mine. It was sweet at first...but quickly turned heated. I put my arm around his neck and deepened the kiss. He bit my lip asking for permission I let him have it. He pulled me on top of him and tugged at my shirt. I let him pull it off. He sat up and kissed my neck.
"Uh rye." I sighed. "I love you" he stopped for a second. Omg I didn't just say that. Tell Me did not just say that. He looked at me. And opened his mouth to say something. I cut him off and kissed him I couldn't hear the response to that right now. We kissed for a long time then He laid back down. And I rolled off of him.
"I'm tired." He said.
"But we didn't even do what you started." I laid on my back next to him.
"Yeah but I'm tired. So I just wanna cuddle now."
"This is why I said you shouldn't drink. "
"Wow someone was really thirsty huh." He smirked.
"Ugh shut up rye."
"Come here. Andy I wanna cuddle."
"Ugh I hate you." I lay my head on his chest.
"But you just said you loved me."
My stomach dropped.
"No I di.."
But I was interrupted by snores. He fell asleep.