A Crown of Thorns

Like little kids

Andy's pov.

"Andy. Wake up." I hear as my shoulder shakes. I open my eyes and meet a long haired Harper accompanied by Sonny.

"Hey. Guys what do you want." I place a pillow over my head.

"Well, we wanted to spy on your fiancé, but we didn't want to do it without you."

"You wanted to what?" I lean up with one eye open.

"Oh. Just come on." Harper says pulling me out of bed and down the corridor. We walk down another hallway out to a balcony. It opens to a view of the field behind the castle.

"Come on come see." Sonny motions me towards the edge.

"Look. He just sits here every morning."

I look down and see a handsome rye with a calm smile on his face. The sun peaks through hitting his face making him even hotter than he already is. I shake my head at the thought.

"He's so hot fovvs." Harper sighs.

"Oh, shut up Harper." I laugh. It must have been a little loud because he turns and looks in our direction. We all three duck before he could see anything. A few seconds later I hear little boys. The next thing you know rye is practically on the ground with laughter, attacked by two smiley twins. The sight sends a warm feeling through my body and doesn't stop until it reaches my mouth, causing me to smile.

"Aww isn't that cute." Sonny chirps.

"Darn they killed his hot guy vibe." Harper mumbles. I let out a laugh still admiring the man on the field. He turns and meets my eyes as the other two duck staying out of sight. My cheeks flush as he waves at me. I awkwardly wave back, then turn and walk back into the castle.

Everyone in the castle seemed to be very busy today. So, I took it among myself to explore. As I walk down the halls the little memory's of me and Ryan slowly came to my mind.

I find myself in the room we played in as kids. Everything was almost the same. The big oak dresser in the corner. The same peach colored rocking chair against the wall. Some toys were scattered around the room probably from his brothers.
What catches my eye is the window nook. I walk up the little stairs remembering the things that happened here.

Flashback

"Andy! Give it back" Rye pouted.

I gripped my hands tighter around his 13th birthday present.

"Mm I don't want to." I said backing slowly into the window. He moved closer to me grabbing my wrist.

"Please. I don't want you to cut yourself." He frowned.

"I won't it's in the case." I smiled hiding the golden knife away from him.

He stepped closer only a few inches away from my face. I step back startled by his closeness and trip on my own feet.

In attempt to catch me from falling he trips too landing on top of me.

"Oh, well hello." I laugh, our faces only centimeters away.

"Hi." He breaths. "Are you ok."

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say breathing slowly

He meets my eyes but they shoot down to my lips.

I lean up and peck him softly on the lips. My eyes widen as I stare at him, his face as dumbfounded as mine.

Was that something I'm not supposed to do? I thought to myself.

He looks deep into my eyes then kisses me again only a few seconds longer than when I did it.

We stare at each other wondering what we were doing.

"Um. I like your birthday present" I say putting it in between our faces.

He laughs and gets off of me. I sit up reluctantly handing him his knife. He smiles and takes it out of the case. A golden knife with flower engravings is revealed. On the handle the name Ryan is shown.

"Can you keep a secret." He asks. All the awkward tension leaving almost as fast as it arrived. 

"Yes, why?" I question.

He lifts the curtain hanging over the window and starts to carve a heart into the wall with his knife. Then he puts a "R +" inside of it and turns to me.

"Put an "A" in there" he hands the knife to me. I carefully put an "a" and smile.

"Perfect."

"Yeah, perfect." But his eyes weren't on our carving.

End of flashback.

I smile and sit on the floor under the window.

"Mm...there's no way it's still.." I tug my lip between my teeth and pull the curtain away. My heart warms as I trace my finger over the carving.

"R + A"

"Ryan and Andy." I say to myself.

I cover it back up and slowly start walking out to my room. Suddenly two hands grab my waist pulling me back into the play room.

I go to open my mouth then the person speaks.

"What were you doing in here Andy?" His voice was dark with lust. My body tenses up and my stomach does cartwheels. It's rye.

"Um looking at our carving." I breath.

"Hmm." He hums into my ear. Then he kisses softly under my ear making me gasp. A weird feeling runs through my body. But for some reason, I tilt my head giving him access to my neck which he takes. He kisses slowly and I breath heavily enjoying the new feeling.

His hands pull me back to where my back is flush against him. He continues to kiss my neck finding a certain spot that seems to feel better then the rest.

"Hmm" I hum in response. He stays there for a min then pulls away.

I whimper at the loss of touch, but then his lips meet my ear "It looks good on you"

Next thing you know he walks out of the room like nothing happened.
Looks good on me ? What does ? I shake my head and walk to my room totally confused.

When I get there I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

A pinkish purple hickey right below my left ear.

"Ughhh Ryan!!!" I growl.