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

Chapter 38

Ryan's pov.

I wake up to the sun shining in my eyes and my length buried deep inside of Andy.  Without waking him, I undo my arm and pull out of him slowly. He makes a whine sound turning to cuddle into me. 

"Morning" I smile.

"Mmm." He hums. "Morning."

"Do you want to take a shower with me." I breath into his very messy hair.

"I guess so." His eyes open slightly just to close them with a very cute smile on his face. "You look sexy in the morning"

"Mmm come on Fowler. None of this flirting nonsense. Shower!" I huff pulling him up on the bed. A warm blush crosses his face when he realizes he's still fully naked.

"Why do you look embarrassed? We had sex last night. I've seen every inch of you." I chuckle admiring the boy in front of me. He pouts his lip sending a warm feeling through my body.

"Come on pretty boy let's take a shower." The blush on his cheeks darkening even more.

I start to pull him up but when he finally stands a painful gasp escapes his lips.

"You okay?" My hand softly meets his cheek.

"Mmm yeah. I'm just sore." His cheeks flushing once more.

"Sorry.." I smirk trying to say it sincerely but failing.

"No, your not." He pushes my chest backing me slowly into his bathroom.

"Yeah I'm not." I laugh getting a frown in response.

I turn on the warm water stepping underneath it. Andy slowly steps in and wraps his arms around me.

"I love you." He says into my back the water making it Barely audible. My entire body melting at the words. There's not enough words in the English language for me to describe how I feel about him, for how much I love this beautiful man.

"I love you more."

*time skip brought to you by my laziness*

It's half past noon and we're in Andy's room. He's sat on his bed with his laptop replying to some important emails, while I'm just lost in thought.

As Andy types something on his laptop I'm discretely looking around his room. Picking up things here and there. Just trying to understand what Andy was like before he was in the band. I find a little cactus figurine and move it around in my hands. Was he a nerd or was he popular in high school? Did he make good grades? Did he have a girlfriend?
A/n
Lol high school I'm American go with it. 😂

"What'ch you thinking about rye?"

"Huh?" His words pulling me out of my thoughts.

"What's going on in that head of yours?" He smiles.

"Thoughts." I say setting the cactus back in its place.

"Mhmm about what?"

"You" I glance meeting his eyes just to look away picking up a picture frame. It's a sweet picture of him and his mom.

"What about me?" His head tilting in confusion.

"What you were like before being in a band."

"What? Like in high school?" He snorts turning his attention back to the laptop.

"Yeah, like where you popular?" I set the picture down and walk over to him.

He chuckles "Why would you want to know that." The sentence coming out sort of aggressive.

"Because I want... you know what never mind." I fall backwards onto Andy's bed a few inches from his small out stretched legs. "Forget I asked."

I let out a deflated breath closing my eyes. A long time of silence goes by as I slowly start to drift off, but the click of the laptop closing keeps me awake.
I feel him shift and move closer to me.

"Rye?" His voice is soft in the airspace above my head. I say nothing not really in the mood to explain my brain.

"Ryan." His finger pokes my cheek making my eyes open slowly.

"What?" I move his finger away slightly annoyed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm fine." I say unconvincingly.

He sighs dragging his hand across my stomach. I swallow feeling goosebumps and butterflies pop up uninvited.

"I was kind of a nerd." He pulls up my shirt and traces shapes onto my skin. The cold air making me shiver.

"Nerd?" I ask, his touch making me totally forget about our conversation a few minutes ago.

"In high school, I was...I was a nerd. And I was bullied, causing a lot of self doubt and health issues. So, my high school years sucked." He breathes heavily.

I frown placing my hand on the side of his cheek. "Aww babe, I'm sorry."

A smile finds his lips making my butterflies churn "Its okay I'm fine now." He climbs on top of me crossing his arms on my chest resting his head in them. "What about you? I don't think you were a nerd? So jock? Douche? Fuck boy?"

My moth drops open at his bluntness "Um excuse you."

"What am I wrong?" He smirks.

"Yes, yes you were. I was a nice fuck boy." I chuckle.

"Oh my gosh! Ryan!" He flicks the top of my nose.

"What you asked! I answered!"

He rolls his eyes "Yeah so fuck boy. How many people did u actually sleep with? Wait no, what was it like being popular?"

"Um...why?"

"I don't know? I wanna know from an inside source." This sentence makes me laugh.

"How many people I slept with I have no idea...the popular part was really lonely if I'm being honest. Never really had real friends."

"Oh..."

"It doesn't matter now though cause it's not like that anymore."

"Yeah, because you have me." He leans forward and kisses my lips softly.

"Speaking...of ...real...friends." I break the kiss "What are we doing about the band?"

His face falls "...I-I don't want to be without you.."

"So, we're in agreement?" I frown.

"Yeah, I guess we're leaving the band."

I sigh pulling him down for a rougher kiss forcing my tongue into his mouth. He hums fighting for the dominance he knows he won't win. His hand trails down to the hem of my shirt.

"Wanna?" He breaths.

"Mmhmm..yeah" I groan.

We may not really know what is going to happen with the band, but we both know that this is the only important thing in our lives right now. We need each other.

A/n
This chapter was trash lol. It's really just a filler chapter for the ending. Sorry it was short.

Ily weirdos
-h