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

Chapter 29

Andy's pov.
The room spun as my stomach burned. Tears form in my eyes without permission. I feel like I'm floating outside of my body. The yelling from Blair to rye a distant whisper. The article being read by all the boys. The heartbreak in rye's face when Blair put his foot down. But when the door slammed It brought me back to reality.

"Andy! Did you hear me! This stops now." Blair's voice raised at an uncomfortable octave. "It was one thing for the fans but this could ruin a band! I will not have any of it. It's over." I blinked blankly at him my heart going limp in my chest.

"Do you understand me!"

"Yeah. Got it." I say through gritted teeth.

"On that note I'll take my leave. I'm sorry I had to be the bad guy in this situation." He walks out the same front door Ryan did.

I stare at the wall in front of me not moving from the stool I was on.

"Andy, mate if it makes you feel any better we love both of you equally no matter what.." Sonny say quietly.
The words breaking me even more.

"Hey guys, lets um leave him alone for awhile" I hear brook say then footsteps and silence.

It was a great breakfast me eating pancakes, that jack cooked, at the bar. A smile plastered on my face as I slyly watch rye in his shirtless glory. Then Blair showed up and everything went down hill.
I look down at the half eaten pancakes and tear up.

***

I finally get up from the hole of my bed tired of crying and slightly dying of hunger. As I make my way through the hallway I run right smack into a very drunk Ryan.

"Oh sorry I... hey rye." His eyes meet mine and my heart aches at the sight. His eyes red and puffy. His hair messy an in his eyes.

"Hey." He say flatly stumbling past me to his room.

And just like that my appetite was gone.

***
It's been two weeks and me and Ryan haven't spoken other than business talk. I cry myself to sleep every night and waking up with nightmares. It's been great...not!

Today was the first day of our tour. This time without jack. Harper trialed and fit right in, the roadies love him. The tension in the house could be cut with a knife. No one really knowing what to say about the as they call it "Rye and Andy epidemic". We are all currently sitting in the van on a 6hr drive to our venue. Harper and Brook decided they wanted the bucket seats, along with Alex and Sonny. Leaving me and Ryan in the back. The looks on everyone's faces when they realized was quite funny to be honest.

"Their going kill each other." Brook not so quietly whispered to Harper.

"We were forced to break up brook we don't hate each other." I say speaking for the first time about something not business or about the band. Rye let out a low huff of disapproval.

"What do you hate me or something?" I question making him look me in the eye for the first time in weeks. The entire van was quiet, clearly uncomfortably.

"Not exactly." He says unfazed.

"What do you mean not exactly."
My voice dropping in an angry tone.

"I mean not exactly." He challenges.

"That's a load of crap and you know it. If it weren't for Blair you would still be blindly in love with me and wanting to rip my clothes of right now." I hiss. "So stop acting like that."