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

Chapter 17

Rye's pov.
"So what are we gonna do about this article." Andy says looking up from his phone. We were sitting in the living room on the couch. Him laying on my lap and me playing with his fake blonde hair.
"I don't know." I frowned.
"Well...do u wanna tell me why you went to the party with her in the first place?" He looked at me with a sad glow in his eyes.
"I don't know. After jack walked in on us about to umm.."
Andy's face went red making me smile. I poke his cheek and he slaps my finger away.
"Yeah yeah. We were about to do nasty things go on."
I laugh then continue. "It was like all I could feel was anger and when. I saw you were genuinely scared of me that was the breaking point. I just walked until Nicole texted me. And all I wanted to do was forget what happened." I looked down to meet a concerned face staring back.
"I just. In all of our years of living together. I've never seen you that angry." He shifts uncomfortable. "It was really scary not gonna lie." I place my hand on his cheek and he moves slightly uncomfortable.
"Andy." I look into his eyes
"Yeah." He breaths.
"I would never hurt you." He closes his eyes and placing his hand on mine.
"I know.." he sighs.
"I would never hurt you. If I did I don't know if I would ever forgive myself." I close my eyes.
"I'm sorry that I scared you..." I tried to stop my voice from cracking. But the tears were burning in my throat. I blinked them away. Andy sat up and faced me.
"It's okay rye.. you don't have to get upset. You were caught up in anger."
He placed his hand on my cheek and swiped away a tear before it ran down my face. He rests his forehead against mine.
"I'm sorry..." I whisper letting the tears fall. He looks into my eyes then my lips. Then connects his to mine. It's a soft sweet kiss.
"It's okay." He pulls away and pulls me into a hug. I bury my face in the crook of his neck. He reminds me of a calm winter storm. We stay like this for a while. Then I finally feel my eyes dry.
"I got your shirt wet." I say sniffling.
He laughs slightly "that's alright. I guess I'll have to change now."
"You wanna come pick something from my room.. you look way better in my clothes that I do. And I look pretty good in them." I smirk.
"Ugh yeah let's go mr. Beaumont."
We make our way upstairs and walk into my room. I shut the door and hop on my bed watching as Andy opens my closet.
"Mmm you should wear the pink one."
"Alight then." He took it of the hanger carefully. Then started pulling up his shirt then paused.
"Are you just gonna watch me like a creeper" he said turning around to face me.
"I am not a creeper." I frowned.
"Then why are you watching me like that." He smirked.
"Because I like the way you look" I smiled looking him up and down.
"Well can you not be creepy about it." He Chuckled.
"Sure." I said not taking my eyes off of him.
"Can u like turn around or something. Your really making me uncomfortable." He laughed as his face turned red.
"What why. I was literally ripping your clothes off this morning." I laugh.
His face turned a darker red "That's not the same. Right now your just watching me."
"Oh so I can't watch you take your clothes off, but I'm allowed to take them off of you." I shake my head laughing. "Fovvs you make no sense." I place my hand on my head hit by a headache. Either from the hang over or from crying who knows by now.
"You alright there." He tilts his head.
"Yeah I just have a headache. Probably from arguing about you changing." I chuckle.
"Oh shut up and turn around."
"But your changing your shirt!! Not even your pants Your shirt !"
"Please." He pouts.
I shake my head and cover my eyes with my hand.
I slightly peek through my fingers admiring the person In front of me.
"Well that was a lot of fuss about literally nothing" I stare at him frowning.
"Yeah yeah I know." He walks over too me and I wrap my arms around his waist.
"Why was it such a big deal." I ask.
"One you were being a little bit creepy. And two I'm not as comfortable with my body as you are Mr I have a six pack and I know it." He frowns.
"Andy I don't care about six packs. I like you and your body is amazing." I pull him down and kiss him.
"Really?" He asks.
"Really." I smirk. "Your kind of hot not gonna lie.
His face flushes again. "Oh shut up rye." He starts to walk away but I grab his wrist and pull him into the bed.
"Come back here. Where are you even going. We don't have anything to actually do."
"Ugh" he sighs and lays on his back. "Your right."
A little bit of silence goes by and I lace my fingers in between his. He smiles and it makes my stomach do cartwheels.
"Mm so...you like my six pack?" I hum with a smirk.
He blushes "I never said that."
"You didn't say it but you noticed it." I let go of his hand propping myself up with my arm so that I'm facing him.
"Yeah I think everyone In the roadtrip fandom has noticed it rye." He says flatly.
"Okay then forget I said anything." I close my eyes and lay on my back trying to relieve my headache that has come back. A few minutes pass. Then I feel him scoot closer to me hovering over me. I open one eye.
"Do you need something." I frown.
He says nothing.
"Okay then." I lay my head back down.
Then suddenly I feel him tapping my tummy lightly. What is he doing.
He makes a finger man run to the seam of my shirt. I prop myself up on my forearms watching him carefully. He pulled my shirt up revealing my toned stomach.
He runs his fingers over each little muscle bump. The butterflies in my tummy were so excited i thought that maybe even he could feel them.
"I've noticed...And all I've every wanted to do was touch you and say that all of this.." he runs his hand from the bottom of my stomach slowly up to my cheek. "Was mine." He moves and kisses me slowly. I smile into the kiss and place my hand on his cheek.
"Mmm well that was hot." I smirk pulling my shirt backdown.
"No. Your hot." He moves and connects his lips to my neck making me sigh.
"You better not give me anther hickey. Two is already gonna be hard to cover up I don't need another." I laugh. He stops and smiles at me. Then kisses me passionately biting my lip. I break the kiss.
"Andy. I don't wanna start this right now."
"What! Why not!"
"I have a really bad headache and I think I should take you on a date before I sleep with you." I smile.
"Oh wow. Now he wants to be a gentleman." He rolls his eyes.
"Wow someone is a bit thirsty." I laugh.
"Yeah yeah ok whatever rye." He goes to get up but I pull him back down on me.
"Let me go." He said with no expression.
"Your so cute when your mad." I looked at him smiling.
"I hate you." He frowned.
"Mm if you hated me you wouldn't have been trying to get in my pants five seconds ago."
His face flushes and he frowns.
"Can we just cuddle. Maybe it will make my headache go away." I tilt my head.
"Ugh fine." He lays down beside me and I wrap my arms around him. Nuzzling my head into the crook of his neck. I leave a few kisses and he giggles.
"I love you." I whisper into his ear.
"Mm yeah a lot of people do." He snorts.
"Wow. Okay then." I go to leave he pulls my arms back around him.
"I was kidding." He kisses my cheek " I love you too."
I smile and start to drift of into sleep land then I hear a knock on the door.
"Ughh" I groan into Andy's neck. He tenses up.
"The doors open." I say not letting him move away from me.
In walks a happy Brooklyn.
"Uh what do you need Brooklyn?" Andy says trying to move away from me again
"Uh what are you too doing in here." He leans on the door.
"I have a hangover headache and Andy is squishy like a teddy bear. So I wanted to cuddle." I say in my I'm not being serious voice. Andy's face heats up.
"Aww can I join!!! " Brook runs and jumps in the middle of us.
"Ugh I guess so." Andy says disappointed. Hehe he was enjoying our cuddle time. I put my arm around brook and Andy does the same. We touch arms across Brooklyn's stomach sending goosebumps up my arm.
"So what did you want brook." And asks
"I wanted to know...if rye could make pasta for dinner tonight."
"Really brook. Thats what you interrupted us for." I frown.
"Well you see each other all the time. Why is it such a big deal. Your not a couple." He laughs. I look and lock eyes with Andy raising my eyebrows.
"I mean it would be kind of interesting if you two were together. Hehe you would be the band dads for real." He cracks up laughing.
"Yeah that's real funny Brook." Andy laughs pinching my arm softly. So I don't say anything.
"Yeah.. but I will make it if you get all the stuff." I close my eyes wanting to sleep.
"Yes!!!" He hops up and practically runs out the door. Then a few seconds later he comes back.
"Oh yeah. So me jack and Sonny were talking... since we all don't have anything to do this weekend could we have a little party.." he stands there like a little kid asking for candy. I roll my eyes and snuggle back to Andy.
"We'll think about it Brook." Andy says.
"Heyy!! Guys they didn't say no." He yells down the stairs.
"Thanks dads." He laughs walking away.
"We're not your dads Brook!" I yell back.
Andy laughs running his finger through my hair.