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

Chapter 35

Andy's POV
I stare at the static ceiling, listening to the fan in my room. It's three am and I can't sleep.
Ryan seemed to have passed out as soon as we laid down leaving me alone with my thoughts.

He's so pretty when he sleeps. His lashes Long and fanned out. Lips parted slightly. Everything about him is perfect. His arm is protectively across my stomach as he cuddles into me.

I trace his arm with my finger tips. All my problems seem to disappear when he's around. And I can't seem to stay mad at him even though I probably should. I just can't. He makes my heart happy.

But my mind can't seem not to run to the band. We left while it was falling apart. I honestly don't know how this is going to work out. But I can't just sit here and think anymore.

I slowly lift his arm and slide out from his hold. He stirs and turns over still dead asleep.

I let out a nervous breath and grab my guitar. I Leave a crack in the door as I make my way down stairs. Taking a careful stride to not wake up my mother.

I made my way out into the garden sitting on the little outdoor couch. It's still cold outside, but I don't mind. I've always thought the cold was soothing in a way.

I prop up my guitar, strumming to make sure it's in tune, before I start playing. I start the song White roses by Greyson chance.

White roses on a pastel sky
Broken vows on our lips run dry
I see you out with your friends, you smile.
It's funny how that goes, I haven't slept in awhile.
I never saw it coming
I thought we had it all
I feel you in those moments
Those nights, held in your arms

The wind blows a cold gust of air as I play threw the song. I find myself getting lost in the music letting all worries deteriorate.

Darling be careful with me cause there's part of me that you don't know
Darling be gentle with me
When you tell me that you need to go
And if you should miss me, don't call me, don't tell me just leave me alone
Cause you cut me white open left tear drops on all my White Roses.

"Well that was pretty..." the low raspy voice making me jump.

"Ahh rye you scared me Geez." Turn in the direction the voice came from. I'm met with a messy haired Ryan wrapped in my black and white blanket.

His face in a frown as he slowly walks over to me "What are you doing out here in the middle of the night? It's freezing."

"I couldn't sleep..." I sigh setting my guitar on the small table. He sits down next to me.

"Wanna talk about it ?" His voice is low and concerned.

"Mm not really." Talking about the situation right now was not what I wanted to do. I came out here to forget for awhile.

Another gust of wind blows making my arms form goosebumps. I shiver slightly feeling the nip of the cold air.

Rye pouts and opens his arms along with the blankets. "Come on. I know you're cold."

I roll my eyes and wrap myself around him. He hums and closes his arms around me, cutting off all the cold air. His body on mine feels sweet.

We lay on the outdoor couch in silence. I make little circles on his chest with my pointer finger. It stayed like this for a long time before rye broke the silence

"Do you think If we would have never been in a band together... Do you think we would still have met?" Ryes voice is soft as he runs his hand through my hair.

"Probably." I hum nuzzling into his neck.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah... it would have been at a coffee shop or some store and you would have made a rude comment that I couldn't resist having and issue about."

"Oh really? Then what would happens." He chuckles making me smile.

"You would get my number and we would be friends for a while. Until you realize your madly in love with me. Then we would go on a date." I lean up to look at his face. "And have some crazy fan-fiction sex, when finally, we live together happily ever after."

He laughs "What do you mean crazy "fan-fiction" sex? Why did u make it it's own category?"

I raise my eyebrows "Have you never read a Roadtrip fanfic?"

"Um no Andy I haven't." He rubs his eyes sleepily.

"Oh wow well um roadies are very...creative." I smirk while moving his hair from his forehead.

"Wait!" His eyes snap open meeting mine. "How would you know? Do you read fanfics!"

I tug my lip between my teeth "Um I might have read one...or two.."

"We're they about us?" His shocked look turning into a smirk.

"...they might have been.." I feel my cheeks heat up at the thought of those story's.

"So, you fantasized about having sex with me." He chuckles tightening his hold around me slightly

"Well, when you put it like that it makes it sound weird." I pout.

"No, I just think it's...funny."

"And why's that?" I shift pulling the Blanket back on the leg it fell off of.

"Because now some of those story's are true."

"Not the sex part." I sass

"Not yet. But soon." He smirks.

I roll my eyes "alright Beaumont whatever u say."

He pecks my lips softly and letting me nuzzle back into his neck.

He hums a soft toon and runs his fingers through my hair. This slowly pulls me into a sleepy state.

And that night I dreamed of a field of White roses with a brown headed boy in the middle of it.

A/n
Hi guys. So I love this song and wanted to put it In here somehow. I think I might start a one shots book. So let me know if you guys Would be interested

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So I know a lot of fanfics have smut. Would you guys want a smut scene is this story ?? Leave me a yes or no lol.

Yes!

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Love you weirdos
-H