Andys pov. ((on the bus))
I watched with a smile as Pete crept up behind Carly. Me, being the older brother, had my phone out recording.
He launched himself at her and grabbed her shoulders. She jumped up with a scream. "PETER!"
"WHAT?! IM JUST SAYING HI!"
She turned to me and realized I was filming. "Classic brother,"
Joe walked in and saw us three. Carly was giving Pete a death glare and I had my hands up in defeat.
"Carly, can I help?" He asked.
"Yup!"
Joe turned to me and tackled me down.
"Joe.... Haha.... Get.... Hahoff!"
"No!"
"Please?" I yelped.
"Fine," He climbed off of me.
I plopped on the couch. and watched Carly and Pete have a tickle fight.
We heard a creaking noise and patrick emerged from his room.
" It's about time," Pete chuckled.
"Don't push it."
"Come tickle Carly with me, 'Trick."
"I'd rather not." He glanced at Carly.
"Patrick," Carly muttered.
"What?"
She walked up to him and gave him a hug. "You look like you needed that. Please if you ever need anything, talk to me."
He walked back into the hall, "I'll think about that."
"Oohhh" I giggled.
"What?" She asked.
"Seriously?"
"Yes,"
"It's so easy to see. You like Patrick."
"What? No."
"Denial." Joe chuckled.
"Fuck off, Trohman"
"You hang around Pete too much."
"HEY!" Pete snapped
"Don't act so innocent, Joe,"
"Okay..."
Carly looked down. "I'm gonna um... go to my room."
"Carly, what's wrong?" I asked.
"It's nothing, Andy."
"Carly, when are you gonna tell me what's wrong."
"I honestly don't know."
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Don't Tell
FanfictionAfter Carly Hurley is violently raped by her ex boyfriend, Aaron Smith, she feels she has done wrong and can't tell anyone. Her brother, Andy Hurley has noticed her current depression and decides to take her on tour with Fall Out Boy. What he doesn'...
