𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕕𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕜 |Seth B. X Reader|

Chapter #13: Domestic Bliss

(We stan this picture of Sam 😍)

Seth's POV

I woke up and Y/N was still dead ass asleep. I mean- that's understandable in my opinion.

I went to go check on my phone which I left on the kitchen counter. When I walked over, I heard a knock on the door.
Motherfucker, it's literally 8:00 in the morning, who is actually up at this time.
I went to go open it and it was guy with fluffy hair wearing baggy jean with a sweatshirt that had a teddy bear on it.

"Hey um- do you know somebody name Y/N Webber?" The man asks.
"Um- yes- why?" I ask.
"I asked her brother where she was and I wanted to ask her something." He asks.
"Sure yea!"

I walk back to my bedroom and to GENTLY wake up Y/N.

"Sleepyhead, somebody wants you at the door." I whisper.
"Do me a favor, never call me that again." She jokes.

We walk back to the door and the man looks at her shocked. Wonder why?

"Andrew?" Y/N says.
"We need to talk about Alan."
"I'mma just stay out of this." I say backing up.

Y/N and some guy named Andrew talk in the hallway while I just close the door quietly.

Something doesn't feel right.

Y/N's POV

"We have to talk, without your boyfriend."
"I'm sorry what. Who's my boyfriend?" I ask.
"That guy."
"No Andrew, he's not my boyfriend. Don't think that. Just go on about Alan, we've been worried about him for years on end." I scolded.
"I got text from Alan's mom and-" He said before I cut him off.
"You have Alan's mom's phone number?!" I added trying not to laugh.
"Don't even talk Y/N, you have my mom's phone number." He whispered.
"You right, you right go on."
"She texted saying we were Alan's only friends and that she has all that's left of Alan. Is it just me or you have terrible gut feeling, you know?" Andrew insisted.
"Yea, it's been 3 or 4 years since that Washington trip they went on. The police have been working this case for that many years and still haven't found anything. I'm starting to think that somebody maybe apart of this and we know them, you get what I mean right?" I ask.
"Of course absolutely. Ever since we went to both Johnathan and Jacob's funeral. I remember noticing that one person who went to both. " He adds.
"Are you JUST saying this now!?"
"Ye because if I said this to anyone else no one will believe me."
"Are you crazy, you could've said this to the police when they were there! We could've ha Alan here with us!" I exclaim.

He pauses.

"Hear me out on this Y/N, you let me go with you guys on the trip-" I cut him off again.
"How do you know about the trip?" I ask.
"Your brother."
"My brother didn't tell you shit." I state.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and texted him.
Jake quickly answered and said no.

"That right there proves my fucking point. How did you know?"
"Fine, I walked pass some dude's apartment and I heard the names Johnathan, Jacob and Alan. I heard your voice and your brother's." Andrew argued.
"So you're saying you overheard everything?" I ask.
"Yes, anyways back on with the trip. I can meet you guy there, just please let me go there!"
"No, you have to be invited." I said calmly.
"Fine, I understand. Let's just talk about this later." He said walking away.

Andrew didn't seem like the Andrew I know.

Andrew doesn't usually act like this with me. He understands if he doesn't get in invited. Eight years of knowing him, he's an understanding person. If he does go, something may go down, luckily, I trusted my gut feeling. If he follows us there, I'm dropping him on sight. Tomorrow is the flight anyways.