ι ?σvε м? вяσтнεя ~яαη?? (Completed)

"Rye! Rye! Wake up!" Andy shouted running into Rye's room.

"Andy." Rye groaned.

"Get up you lazy bum." Andy said taking the covers off Rye which he was quick to snatch them back.

"Aw you're too cute, you won't say ass." Rye cooed, eyes still closed.

"What your profanity Beaumont."

"It's hardly profanity Andrew."

"Don't call me Andrew!" He joked.

Andy grabbed the covers off Rye and pulled him up off of his bed. Rye opened his eyes and dragged his feet to the the bathroom.

Once he was put Andy rushed him to get dressed and once he was they headed to the car.

When they got to their destination Andy was quick to get put and Rye was slower. Andy yanked Rye's arm and he let out a surprised 'woah!'

Here it is number 26 Andy thought to himself.

In front of the building was a lady dressed in a suit with a lot of papers in her hands. The boys walked up to her and said hello. After their conversation the lady, Jessica, asked if they wanted to have a look and they said yes.

When they were in they couldn't believe their eyes. It was perfect. Everything they could've wanted was right in this very house. Even though all the walls were bare, the carpets had been ripped out, there were no lights it was still the best house for them. They were already moving in but they wanted another look at it, just to take it all in.

After walking round the house Jessica let the boys chat about it on their own.

"What do you think?" Andy asked excitedly.

"I love it!" Rye answered just as enthusiastic.

"Number 26." Andy smiled.

"Number 26." Rye repeated.

Number 26. 26. The age they got their first house together.