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Chapter 27 - Tell Me You Didnt Tell Her

Andy's POV
"Andy? Where are you?" My mum repeated loudly, both of us hearing it clearly. Its not even on speaker. I sighed knowing that I had to tell her the truth. I detached myself from Leo and took the phone again. "Do you remember when I told you about that one boy?" I inquired looking up to be met with Ryes confused face as he stood as still as a stone statue. "Yeah?" She quizzed not so sure what will come next. To be honest Im not sure if she is ready for what is coming next. "I am at his house, but his house is not the best and I was wondering if he can stay with us, until he finds a better house for him, please mummy." I whined almost begging her as I heard her giggle. That was surely a yes. Right? "Yeah of course honey, and never ever fall asleep before telling me that you are staying all night in another persons house." She instructed as I nodded but then realised that she can't see me, so I just said a simple "yeah" and said goodbye before hanging up. By this time Rye was sat on the bed looking at his feet. I put the phone into my pocket and kneeled in front of him. "Hey Rye-" I started but he cut me off.

"Did you tell her?" He implied, mixtures of anger, fear and disappointment rolled into one as he spat all of them at me before looking back down again. I looked at him confused. How can he even think that I am capable of doing that? Betraying him, betraying my promise. "Rye look at me." I spoke softly not wanting to make him any more aggressive. He shook his head still looking down. Disheartened. "Did you fucking tell her that I kidnapped you?" He demanded again raising his voice a little, shivers going through my entire body, but I had to be strong. I know he isnt like this. Prove to him Andrew that he isnt like this that he is kind and you are strong. I put my hand under his chin lifting his head, our eyes meeting. His were cold, filled with tears and fear and mine were warm, filled with understanding. I noticed him holding his breath, he is scared I know he is, and he has his reasons. So many people betrayed him even his family and maybe all the people in the photos as well. He is so alone, scared, lost. "No, I didn't." I spoke calmly smiling softly at him, no blip or stutter of a lie in my voice and he let the breath out. His lips curling up into a small smile. Why doesnt he get that he can trust me? I have told him time and time again, I wont leave, I wont leave. Maybe he doesnt believe me, or maybe he hasnt seen enough of my actions that wouldnt tell him those words. I need to show him, not tell him, and I will. Right now. I connected our lips slowly. At first he wasn't kissing back, too shocked, but then he started, and I felt the butterflies again.

(Rye's POV)
Pulling away is hard you know, to pull away from lips that make you feel like you're the only one that matters, you and the other person, lips that have this strange but amazing taste, lips that can make you melt in seconds, lips that you won't forget ever. When you pull away sometimes there is this fear that the person will be gone or will disappear the moment you open your eyes. Tears will fall, your heart will break but this will be the reality, the sad thing is that I know how this feels, I know how it feels to be left behind, alone with nothing. It's awful, right? But it taught me one thing: Never ever rely on anyone except yourself. This is my first rule. And I am gonna follow it because I can't allow to be hurt again.  But right now I am out of my house, waiting for a taxi with the person whose lips drag me to another universe, making me drown in a ocean of emotions. I will go and live with him in his house...
why am I doing this? I have rules and borders and...how can I break them so easily, just in seconds?

I have been following them for years. What happened now? Why is he different from anyone else? Or he is not and he will leave me like everyone else did. He will probably just disappear when there is a small problem, like my brother did. But that's a different story. My breathing became faster just with the thought of my brother. I loved him...but he left too. I loved all of the people that left...but they apparently didn't love me as much as I thought they did. Then a warm feeling on my hand brought me back to reality, I met his eyes, his crystal blue eyes. The beautiful smile on his face shone like thousands of stars and his sweet voice sounded like a melody in my head that only I was hearing.
"Rye." He said calmly. I shook my head and looked down. He will leave too. Then the words he said made my heart beat faster than usual, it was like he knew what I was thinking about, like he knew what I was going through, like he...

loved me.