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

Chapter 28

(This drawing has my whole heart. It's so soft 🥺)
Rye's POV.
That party sucked. And the fact that I'm lying alone in my bed at 4am is even worse. The boys got back into the car almost as hammered as I was. But the one thought that kept running through my mind, wondering if it had actually happened or if I had just been out of it, Brook and jack? We're they really...
"Ugh." I huff shaking the thought from my head. I slide my feet into the floor and make my way downstairs. The house was silent everyone asleep by now. I reach the fridge and take out a bottle of water, making my way back to my room. When I stop in front of Andy's door. Theres soft sound of the piano coming from the other side. I slowly turn the knob walking in and closing it behind me.
"Hey..what are you doing still up ?" I say softly. He jumps at the sound of my voice. "Oh sorry."
"Hey um. Yeah I just couldn't sleep." He presses on a pretty cord.
"Neither could I." I flop down on his bed.
"Well that's interesting considering that you were barely walking straight earlier." He says playing the into to "falling" by Harry styles
"I guess I just can't sleep when your not there." I smile to myself. Andy slowly stops and turns to look at me.
"Yeah, I guess I can't sleep without you either." He frowns clicking the keyboard off.
"Why didn't you just sleep in my room when we got back." I question.
"Mm because I missed my room. And I think my bed missed me as well." A smirk appears across his lips as he flops down next to me.
"I guess I can understand that." I lay on my back looking at the ceiling, drowning in the smell of Andy's room. A smile runs up my face making butterflies in my stomach.
"Why are you smiling like an idiot?" He says propping himself up on his arm.
"Because." I answer simply.
"Mmm yeah alright. But why?" His hand running sweetly across my stomach. Goosebumps run up my arms, and He chuckles at the sight.
"Is it because of me?" His fingers running up my arm to my cheek.
"Mm maybe." I move and lace our fingers together, feeling like I'm drowning in a pool of happiness. Oh gosh that was cheesy I think to myself.
He leans down lips right above my own "Your such a weirdo Ryan Beaumont." His lips touching mine on the "B" of my name.
"I love you Andy Fowler." I touch his lips like he did mine.
"Are you sure? He pulls back so he's looking me in the eyes.
"Why wouldn't I be sure?" I say taken back by the question.
"I don't know all the stuff with Nicole and the band and all.." I press my lips on his making him sigh.
"I'm sure." I nuzzle my nose on his.
He smiles and it sends so many emotions through me.
"Hmm there it is again." He laughs.
"What ?"
"That weird smile you keep having." He runs his finger over my lips.  "It's like this I'm in pain but really happy about it smile."
I chuckle "I don't know. It only happens when I'm with you."
"So do I make you happy or sad?"
"Happy. So so very happy." I roll pushing him onto his back attacking him with butterfly kisses.
"Ahh rye stop! Okay I get it!" He laughs.
I stop and smile.
"Is this face going to be a regular occurrence now." He says out of breath.
I frown "Gosh Andy I'm sorry that you make me happy." I slide off of him standing up a little offended.
"Hey that's not what I meant." He props himself up on his elbows his eyes meeting mine.
"What did you mean exactly. Because lately you just don't want to...I don't know love me I guess? What's that about."
"There's just so many things lately that just tell me this isn't going to work out... so I think I'm self consciously preparing myself for heart break." His eyes fall to a spot on the floor. I sigh and take a seat next to him.
"Why wouldn't it work out?"
"Well, there's the Nicole situation... then you have the band and what the fans would think. And we also haven't told Blair or the other half of this house." He sits up and rubs his face with his hands. "There's just so many things, and the fact that at any moment you could get bored of me and go back to Nicole cause she's easier, kills me on the inside." I hook my fingers under his chin so he's facing me.
"I would never go back to Nicole."
"But it's not..." He starts before I interrupt him.
"I. Don't. Want. Nicole. I want. You. And only you." I place my free hand on the side of his cheek. He closes his eyes at the touch.
"And we will figure out Blair and the boys... unless you don't want this and want to pretend we didn't happen." I say slightly heartbroken.
His eyes open "No, I don't want to do that." I laugh at his eagerness.
"Are you sure, I don't want to like force you to be with me if you don't want to be." I run my hands down to his waist and pull him into my lap.
"No, I'm just scared your going to leave me for somebody else." He wraps his arms around my neck.
"And why would I do that?"
"Mm because your Ryan Beaumont. You could literally be with whoever you want." He rolls his eyes.
"Um okay Andy Fowler, you could be anyone you wanted too."
"No, I could not. Im not as hot you." He frowns then turns bright red. I smirk at the sight.
"So, you think I hot?" I chuckle.
"Ugh, Ryan haven't we had this conversation already. Your hot and you know it so, shut up." His face darkens even more.
"No, I'm not." I bite my lip to hold in my laugh. He frowns then slowly unhooks his arms from my neck. His fingers travel down my chest to the hem of my shirt making my breath uneven. I lean back and just watch wondering what he's doing. He lifts my shirt up revealing my stomach, now covered in goosebumps either from the cold air or his touch. A sigh leaves his lips as he runs his fingers over the little bumps of my abs. An electric chill runs up my spine.
"Your so... pretty." He tilts his head making circles on my stomach. I study his face, the way his messy hair is falling into his eyes. His still  flushed cheeks.
"No, you." I say teasingly. He smiles softly, paying attention to the shapes he started tracing on my skin. I just watch never wanting this moment end.
"Your doing the face again." He smirks not looking up.
"Sorry." I frown.
He moves his hand to my cheek. "No. I like it." A smile on his lips as he leans down to connect our lips. It's a soft and sweet kiss. I place my hands around his torso and slowly lay flat on my back, pulling him down with me. After a minute we pull apart desperate for air. He crosses his arms on top of my chest and lays his chin down looking me in the eyes.
"You make me happy." He whispers after a minute.
"Really?" I question running my hand through his hair.
"Yeah." He closes his eyes at my touch.
I sigh "No matter what happens with us just know I love you, okay?" I say softly.
"Okay.." His eyes open slowly. "No matter what?"
"No matter what." I reassure.
He nods snaking his arms around my body, his head finding a place in my neck. I smile and wrap my arms around his small figure.
"I love you too by the way.." he whispers. I kiss the top of his head never wanting to let him go.
If only we would have known what would blow up the next day. We probably would have ended things that night to save each other from the heartbreak to come.

Heyyyy guyyyyyyys thank youuu so much for reading this!!! All the votes and likes !!! It genuinely makes me smile when I see someone added it to their library. I originally wanted to stop at 30. But thats not happening lol. I hope you liked this fluffy chapter it made my heart happy 🥺 calm before the storm.
I love you weirdos
- H