Candy Hearts | Ricky Bowen

ricky bowen/fem!reader oneshot

fluff :)

summary: attending camp shallow lake wasn’t your ideal summer plan. however getting to spend a few weeks of summer alone with your boyfriend Ricky seemed to make all your nerves and anxiety ridden thoughts disappear.

warnings: anxiety/anxious reader, sad reader, shy reader, ricky bowen has adhd

word count: 3076

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Attending camp shallow lake wasn’t exactly how you wanted to be spending your summer, but here you are packing all your essentials. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to be spending a few weeks of summer vacation with your best friends and almost too caring boyfriend, it’s just that your anxiety usually got the best of you. As you’re trying your best to fit everything into a small duffle bag that Ricky had let you borrow, your mother gently leaned against the frame of your bedroom door.

“Don’t forget your eyeglass cleaner, I know it bothers you even if it’s just a small smudge.” Your mother laughed while walking forward handing you the eyeglass cleaner and a small cloth.

“Thanks mom.” You said while trying to force a smile onto your face.

“What’s wrong Y/n? I can tell when you’re upset so don’t try to hide it.” Your mother stated as she sat down on your bed and grabbed the teddy bear that always sat on your pillow.

“Just nervous. I don't understand why you’re making me go.” Trying your best to not let the tears that filled your eyes spill down your face.

“Because this will be a good experience for you. Your friends will be by your side the entire time, you know Kourtney will be there for you. She understands how you feel so don’t worry she will take care of you. Besides, isn't Ricky also going to be there?” She was right, you knew that Kourt will always and forever be there for you, that's just the kind of person she is. As you looked back up at your mom she had a smirk on her face as she tightly held the teddy bear Ricky had gotten you a while back. You took the teddy bear from her arms and threw it on the pile of clothes you started folding so you could pack them into the duffle bag.

“No mother would ever be this happy that their daughter is spending a few weeks of summer vacation alone with her boyfriend, not to mention camp is also a few hours away from home.” As you stood up grabbing some more clothes to fold your mother also stood up and pulled you into a hug.

“That’s because I’m not like a regular mom, I’m a cool mom.” She said trying her best to keep a straight face.

“Okay enough with the mean girls quotes, but sure you're the coolest mom in the world.” You said hugging her back trying your best not to be so anxious about going off to camp.

Finishing up packing wasn’t the easiest trying to fit everything you were taking into that small duffle bag was a challenge however you did succeed without breaking the zipper. You were going to carpool with Kourtney, EJ, Ashlyn, and Carlos since Ricky was helping Big Red at the pizza place and was going to drive Big Red’s car to camp later on tonight. As you waited for EJ’s car to arrive you said your goodbyes to your mother and tried your best to look excited even though deep down you were a nervous wreck. EJ’s car finally pulled into your driveway making your heart skip a beat knowing there's no turning back now, you have no other choice than to attend camp. While throwing your bag in the trunk you hear Gina fighting over who gets to control the music.

“Wait so how are we all supposed to fit?” You laughed while Gina pulled you onto her lap and pushed your glasses up for you.

“Well hello to you too Y/n.” Gina laughed while trying to act as if she was hurt over you not expecting her to be in the car. Of course she wasn’t actually hurt. Gina had become the one friend who gave you the confidence you so desperately needed and the two of you grew closer since you knew she’d never judge you for being yourself. As everyone got settled into the car Gina turned the music back on and ‘Hopelessly Devoted’ from the movie Grease started playing through the loudspeakers and everyone sang along. Gina grabbed your cheeks as you scrunched up your nose as she sang the lyrics ‘But now there’s nowhere to hide’ then Carlos dramatically laid his arm on his forehead and leaned back into you and Gina as he sang the ‘Since you pushed my love aside’ lyric. The whole car ride was full of laughter and singing which made you think maybe camp would be fun. As you guys arrived at camp a girl named Maddox held out a bucket labeled ‘cell phones’ everyone placed their phones into the bucket while talking amongst themselves while you tightly held onto your phone and asked if this was a mandatory type of thing unfortunately it was and everyone had to give up all electronics.

“Camp Shallow Lake has a no electronics allowed policy in place so all campers can enjoy our activities and enjoy the outdoors, it’s only for a couple of weeks you’ll be fine.” Maddox spoke quietly to you as if she noticed how nervous you were. You gently placed your phone into the bucket taking one last look at your lock screen which was just a picture of Ricky holding the teddy bear he gifted you.

Walking towards the girls cabin Kourtney tried her best to make small talk with you as the rest of the girls walked in front of you guys.

“Please at least try to have a little bit of fun, I promise I’m not going anywhere I’ll be by your side the entire time.” She gave you a lighthearted smile and gave you a side hug as you both walked to the door of the cabin.

“Well this is certainly a choice” Kourtney laughed while pointing out every small detail she hated about the cabin.

“Save yourself the time and don’t even step one foot in the bathroom if you think the main room is horrid.” Gina chimed in with a disgusted look on her face while Kourtney covered her mouth with her hand and pretended to gag.

While the girls chatted among themselves you started fixing one of the bottom bunks claiming it as your own. While trying to unpack all the thoughts of having to stay here for a couple of weeks instead of peacefully sleeping in the comfort of your own home filled your brain. Trying to hide your discomfort you told the girls you were going to go for a walk and would be back later on.

“You guys think she’ll be alright and eventually get used to it?” Ashlyn asked worriedly, she had always looked out for you even if you two weren’t the closest of friends.

“I doubt it Y/n has never liked being away from home. It took her months to be able to sleep the entire night at my house when we were younger. She won’t even sleepover at Ricky’s even though Mr. Bowen doesn’t care.” Kourtney explained to the girls while Carlos quietly entered the cabin and joined in on the conversation.

“Y/n doesn’t look like she’s having any fun. I just passed her on the way here and she didn’t even look at me when I asked where she was going.” Carlos told the girls while giving them a sad expression.

“Wait, she really won’t sleep over at Ricky’s house?” Gina asked shockingly.

“Big Red may or may not have told me that Ricky thinks his ADHD and outgoing personality is too much for Y/n to handle.” Ashlyn chimed back into the conversation.

“Are Y/n and Ricky really having problems?” Carlos questioned Kourtney hoping she would spill every single drop of tea.

“Y/n just struggles with really bad anxiety and this is probably the last place she wants to be right now. They aren’t having problems but it just takes Y/n a while to become fully comfortable. Also Ricky has no room to talk because he is constantly getting Y/n in trouble at school for the stupid things he does like skateboarding down the dead silent hallways with Y/n trailing behind him dragging his backpack on the floor trying to get him to stop. Ricky doesn’t exactly help Y/n when it comes to her anxiety, he just makes it worse.” Kourtney says with a straight face.

“So you’re confirming that what Ricky told Big Red is correct?” Ashlyn asked Kourtney with a confused look.

“Ricky just needs to realize that Y/n struggles with being in unfamiliar places and becoming close with people. She trusts Ricky, she just needs more time to get comfortable.” Kourtney explained.

Everyone decided to stop questioning Kourtney because she seemed to be done with the conversation and decided to finish unpacking and talk about the activities happening tonight.

“Hey Y/n I’m sorry but you can’t be over here we have to start setting up for the campfire.” EJ stated while giving Y/n a small smile.

“Sorry rocketman.” EJ glared at you.

“Please don’t call me that absolutely nobody knows my camp nickname yet I’m not ready to be made fun of the entire trip.” EJ laughed. “The girls have been looking for you, you should head back and get ready for the campfire.”

“Sorry if I worried anyone, I was just trying to clear my head.” You explained and gave EJ a wave goodbye while you walked back in the direction of the girls cabin.

When you got back to the cabin none of the girls were there so you took the time to try your best to relax and find an outfit to wear to the campfire since it was going to get cold tonight. Time passed and eventually all the girls came back to the cabin with blankets to stay warm next to the campfire. Gina handed you a fluffy light blue blanket and asked if everyone was ready to start heading out. While the girls headed to the campfire Ricky finally arrived and decided to head to the boys cabin to unpack. While Ricky was unpacking in the boys cabin he quickly made friends with a kid named Jet who finally agreed to come to the campfire with Ricky after some convincing. Before heading out Ricky grabbed the candy hearts he bought earlier and quickly made his way to the campfire with Jet.

“Am I late!” Ricky yelled over EJ’s horrible singing.

“You always know how to make an appearance, Bowen.” Carlos shook his head laughing while getting up from his spot next to Y/n so Ricky could take a seat next to you. EJ continued to sing while everyone watched him and made weird faces.

“Hey love” Ricky quietly greeted you while you let him take half of the blanket. You gave him a soft smile not wanting to interrupt EJ again.

You and the girls have been sharing a bag of twizzlers when out of the blue Ricky reaches and grabs one.

“Absolutely not Bowen go get your own.” Kourtney snaps at him. She had never really been fond of Ricky but tolerates him because you love him for some reason. You looked over at Kourtney while taking the twizzler from Ricky and placing it back in the bowl. Carlos seemed to be the only one to notice your obvious discomfort and sadness that Kourt snapped at Ricky for no reason. Instead of fighting with her Ricky shrugged his shoulders and decided it wasn’t worth it to start an argument, he knew Y/n wouldn’t like that.

“Here” Ricky said while handing you a candy heart that had ‘I <3 you’ written on it. You looked up at him and gave him another smile when he started leaning in you turned to lay your head on his shoulder. The rest of the campfire was filled with laughter and happy memories being made. Although you didn’t talk to Kourtney the rest of the time you still enjoyed your time with your other friends. Eventually the campfire ended and since it was getting late everyone decided it was time to head back to the cabins and get ready for bed. Everyone said their goodbyes. You gave Ricky a hug and said goodnight to him and walked back to the girls cabin with Ashlyn while EJ and the rest of the camp directors stayed behind to clean up.

“Are you okay Y/n? Kourt shouldn't have snapped like that.” Ashlyn asked before entering the cabin.

“Yeah I’m alright I know she doesn’t like him it’s okay.” You said back shrugging your shoulders. Ashlyn just nodded and gave you a tight hug before the both of you headed inside the cabin. It was getting late and everyone was tired so you rushed getting ready for bed so the girls could shut the lights and go to sleep. Some time had passed and everyone had already fallen asleep no matter what you could not fall asleep it felt as if your breathing was getting heavier with every passing minute and no matter what you could not get comfortable instead you were tossing and turning every second. Realizing you weren’t going to get any sleep you grabbed one of your hoodies and made your way over towards the boys cabin. You don’t know where the courage came from. Maybe it was because you were tired or because Kourtney made you mad but you twisted the doorknob to the boys cabin and walked in like you owned the place. Of course the boys were still awake. It was only Ricky, Carlos and Jet since EJ was still cleaning up the campground. Ricky quickly jumped from his top bunk and pulled you into a tight hug.

“Hey Y/n are you okay what happened?” Ricky asked, letting go and looking at you.

“I just couldn’t sleep and Kourt isn’t really being the nicest person right now.” You admitted fidgeting with your hands and placing them in the pocket of your hoodie.

“You can stay here, come on take your shoes off.” Ricky said while taking one of the million pillows Carlos brought along with him.

“My pillows are the most comfortable they are made of-” Carlos was quickly cut off by you telling him thank you and Ricky turning the lights off as soon as he knew you made it safely onto the top bunk. Ricky quickly climbed back into bed and gently pulled you closer to him and wrapped his arms around you. Although this was new for you guys to be sleeping in the same bed you felt comfortable and played with the end of his t-shirt while you slowly drifted off to sleep. Unfortunately that didn’t last long because no more than an hour later the lights were being turned on by a very already pissed off EJ.

“Carlos candles are not allowed in the cabins!” He quickly ran over to the candle and blew it out. EJ was taking his new camp job very seriously which everyone found hilarious.

“We were trying to sleep, shut the lights back off it’s late” Ricky said sitting up to face EJ.

“You guys were not sleeping Jet is playing that stupid video game and Carlos has his face misting thing on.” Carlos just rolled his eyes and continued to ignore EJ. As soon as Ricky sat up EJ saw you laying there next to him.

“Y/n get up you’re not allowed to sleep in here.” EJ said with an annoyed look on his face.

“Just go to sleep EJ nobody else cares, it’s not like we are going to do anything.” Ricky replied back.

“No Ricky it doesn’t matter I’m not getting in trouble for letting Y/n sleep in your bed. Come on Y/n get up I’ll walk you back to the girls cabin.” EJ was serious this time and wasn’t in the mood to joke around or let anything slide. Ricky was starting to get angry but before he could start a fight with EJ you started to quietly explain what was going on to EJ. It was hard for you to talk about your struggles with anxiety and explained that earlier in the day when you had talked to EJ because you were sitting where the campfire was being set up you told him it was because you were trying to clear your head and calm yourself down. After some more talking EJ finally agreed to let you stay and apologized for being an asshole. You accepted his apology, you knew he didn’t hate you and that he was just tired and wanted to go to sleep after a long day. Eventually morning came and the bright sun came shining through the windows. EJ was already up and gone getting the day started with the campers while Carlos was just heading out the door to go get some breakfast.

“Good Morning love” Ricky said while pulling you closer to him. He always called you some sort of name but love was always your favorite. You gave him a quick kiss and hugged him tight while he pulled the blanket up further so you were comfortable. However your sweet but short lived moment was only to be interrupted by the one and only Dewey Wood.

“I see not one but two violations in front of me.” Dewey stated while Jet quickly hid his gaming system under his blanket. Following his actions Ricky jokingly covered you with the blanket.

“Jet, why don’t you get up and go get some breakfast.” Dewey recommended and Jet followed his instructions not wanting to get his games taken away.

“Now that it’s just us, let's have a very nice detailed conversation about why this isn’t allowed.” Dewey said while gesturing his hands towards the two of you.

You may have not had the best first night at camp and while yes having ‘the talk’ with none other than Dewey Wood was intriguing yet embarrassing you had one of the best morning’s ever getting to spend time with Ricky brushing your teeth together while dancing to music on EJ’s record player and then getting to eat breakfast together pretending it was like a mini date. Ricky may be a lot to handle sometimes but he truly does take all your worries away and you couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend than Ricky Bowen.

a one shot for smoke show by joshua bassett starring draco malfoy, theo nott, and on O/C is in the works... im in love with what i have so far

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Started: 01.07.24

Last Updated: 02.10.24

Total Works: 26

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hiii! there’s this trend going on where if someone’s boyfriend is on a zoom class or playing on the ps4 their girlfriend flashes them and i thought it would be a cool idea to write what would happen if joshs girlfriend flashed him while he was on live and he get flustered and ends it to hang out w her if you know what i meannnn!! thank youu ur amazing

attention ☆ joshua bassett

how else is y/n going to get the attention of her boyfriend?

warnings: swearing , suggestive fluff

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“On my left, on my left!���

“No, no no!”

“Shit!”

Come over, he said.

It’ll be fun, he said.

We’re going to spend the whole day together, he said.

Bullshit, you said.

You could have done something else today, something more productive. Study for the tests you would have and inevitably fail the next week, maybe work out like you said you would this past New Year’s, clean your room from the mess you made while looking for your charger. Today could have been a productive day.

That said, you were never one to back up from being with your boyfriend. His schedule was pretty hectic with all the filming, interviews, and whatever it is that celebrities do, you didn’t pay much attention anyways. So when your usually busy boyfriend offers to hang out with you on one of his free days, it’s a steal.

Then he got an invite to play some video game with Matt and Larry. Then he asked if he could play a quick round, It would only be five minutes, babe. Then that one round turned into two, then five, then he doesn’t realize he has been playing for nearly an hour. Then you’re lying down on his bed behind him as he plays, and wonder if this was worth the procrastination you could have done at home. The answer is no.

You huff, staring at the ceiling above you, hoping there was something more interesting on the walls than hearing Josh laugh as he gets another shot in. Your legs dangle off the side of his bed while you lay on your back, strands of hair in various directions over your face.

“Josh?” You groan, tugging the hem of shirt and seeing a little bit of his back.

“Fuck off!” He screamed, smashing the buttons of his controller angrily.

Surprised, you sat up, making him turn his head. He gave you a quick look, pushing his headset away from his ears slightly so he could hear you better.

“Did you say something, babe?”

“I thought today would be just us, not us and your friends screaming at each other.”

He didnt respond for a few seconds, not until he was shot down and the round ended, erupting more profanities leaving his lips, and his controller leaving his hand.

“I’m sorry, what did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” He picked up his controller and fixed his headset, waiting for his match to start in 30 seconds.

“Are you going to give me any attention today? Or should I just go home?”

His head shot back towards you, eyebrows furrowed. “Already? Ok, I’ll just do one more round. Then we can watch a movie later.”

Without another word, he whipped his head back to the tv. You rolled your eyes, fixing your messy hair. Reaching for your phone beside you, you decide to scroll through your Twitter. Endless tweets from friends, celebrities you follow, and ads from various brands. Then a certain tweet caught your eye, retweeted by one of your hometown friends:

when your boyfriend won’t give you any attention 😂😂

Followed by a video from Tiktok, which was a girl recording her boyfriend in a similar situation as Josh, and from what you could assume, she was naked, which immediately caught the eyes of her boyfriend.

As if a lightbulb popped up from above your head, you smirked. You might as well give it a shot, he said one more round 20 rounds ago. Maybe you wouldn’t just completely strip in front of your boyfriend, let’s take some baby steps.

You stood up, stretched out your arms and back a little, and scanned the room. Josh’s desk was right next to his tv, so you thought that would be the perfect place for your little plan. Before making your way to the table, you unclip your bra from under your shirt, the tight feeling around your chest being relieved. You toss your bra on his bed, Josh not even noticing what you’re doing.

Casually striding to his desk, you lean against the counter, hands on the surface. The shirt you were wearing was a bit oversized, so your chest wasn’t as visible. You stare at Josh for a few seconds, wondering if he would even give you a glance. Of course, nothing.

Alright, initiating plan now.

“It’s a bit hot today, isn’t it?” You asked, changing your voice to sound more innocent compared to the annoyance you had earlier.

His eyes stay glued to the screen, his tongue caught in between his teeth. How dare he look so hot right now.

“Yeah, a little.” He mumbled.

You grab your shirt’s collar and start to fan it against yourself, hopefully making him look at you. You play with your hair, fluffing it out to make it look fanned, overall just trying to make yourself look as appealing as possible right now.

Still, no response.

Step two, here we go.

“It’s super hot right now, could we turn on a fan or something?”

You proceed to lift up your shirt over your head, throwing it across the room. You play with your hair more, looking anywhere around the room but him.

That was when he noticed. At first, it was a harmless peek as to what you were doing, then he took a second glance to fully notice you. His mouth hung open and his eyes widened, and suddenly nothing else mattered. Not the video game going on in front of him, not his friends’ muffled yells through his headphones, not even the fact that his character died seconds after he averted his eyes away from the screen. Just the way you looked, whether or not you had a shirt on, it was like the first time you met all over again.

When you looked his way, you couldn’t help but giggle at his red face. What else could you have done to get him away from that controller?

You looked him up and down and smiled, sending him a wink before you looked away.

“Yeah, uhm, guys? I have to go now, see ya.”

He ripped off his headset, turned off the tv, and left his controller on top of his console before practically running to you. He held your waist, his warms hands coming into contact with your cold skin as he stood in front of you. His face stayed the same since he first saw you, making you hold in your laughter.

“Wow, you’re so beautiful.” He whispered in awe, taking in all of you.

“I would hope so, seems like this is the only way for me to get you to notice me.”

“I’m sorry, no more video games when it’s an ‘us’ day, promise.”

You leaned up to gently press your lips against his, holding his cheeks in your hands. He smiled against your lips, and pulled away. His lips grazed your cheeks, leaving small kisses from your cheek to your ear.

“Why don’t I make it up to you, would you like that?”

His lips then trailed down your neck, painfully slow. Each kiss lingered even longer, his path stopping at your collarbone. He looked up at you with a smirk, noticing you nod rapidly. He moved up, kissing along your jaw and lightly sucking right by your ear, making a soft moan leave your lips.

“You said it was hot earlier,” He started, kissing your lips quickly.

His hands traveled down to under thighs as he effortlessly picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his torso, your hands around his neck.

“You better get used to it, because it’s about to get a lot hotter.”

“You’re so stupid.” You laugh.

“Did you expect anything else from me?”

A/N - this is a really late one , im so sorry to whoever requested this . but i hope u like it, it was fun to write (: this is also somewhat unedited so bear with me . also also i passed my drivers test so watch out road , im now a danger to society (; anyways love y’all xx

taglist - @love-joshy @mzzjads @seaveyssparkle @iamveryborrrreddd

Again // J. Bassett

Inspo: “I really want to kiss you right now.” “Do it then.” Listen to: Wildflower // 5SOS Warning: fluff, kissing  Word Count: 1.6k

Hey, thats NOT my gif, but it IS my writing! If you enjoy it, please reblog/like, don’t steal!

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I peeked down at my lap to glance at my phone, pressing my tongue to the roof of my mouth as the black screen stared back at me. Josh still hadn’t texted, and he normally would have sent at least an emoji by now.

Shifting my gaze back up to the front of the room, my eyes struggled to stay on the professor and not the clock. Being a freshman at Uni has been a slap of reality, the only thing making it easier was Josh.

We had become friends our senior year of high school, after knowing of each other but never really crossing paths. He ended up becoming one of the best friends I could ever hope to have, and I liked to remind him of it regularly to show how much he means to me. I could feel my legs start to shake under the table, a nervous habit as I thought about last night. Josh and I were hanging out in my dorm, my roommate was out at dinner, and Josh left in a hurry. I had gotten a text from a guy in my sociology class, asking if I wanted to grab food with him sometime, just the two of us. As soon as Josh saw the message his whole mood shifted. And when I texted back a quick ‘sure!’, he decided that he had had enough interaction that day and he was going back to his dorm across campus. Now, I’m not an idiot. Obviously, the fact that I agreed to go out with this guy set him off, and I’ve spent the entire first half of today trying to figure out if it was because he likes me, or if he just doesn’t like the guy who hit me up. I’m a little freaked to admit that the idea of Josh wanting me as more than a friend sends a rush of butterflies right to my stomach. I smiled at the thought, wondering if I should casually hint at the idea to him. As soon as he left my room, I texted the guy back and said I would have to take a rain check, seeing how bothered J had reacted not sitting well with me. I jolted out of my daze as other students around me started packing up their things and heading towards the door, class seeming to be over. I could hear the professor reminding us of an assignment that was coming up, but I couldn’t be bothered to listen. I made my way out of the building and started walking towards Josh’s dorm, knowing he had no afternoon classes on Fridays. I could feel my hands start to sweat as I entered his building, still not exactly sure how to approach the situation. ‘Hey Josh! I know you freaked out when I agreed to go on a date with someone else, is that because you have a thing for me?’ No, too forward. ‘Hey, what happened last night when you left? Are you mad at me or something? You haven’t texted me all day.’ A little to clingy... Before I could think of another starter, I found myself at his door. I could hear him on the other side of it, his guitar strumming sounding muffled through the wall. I smiled before lightly knocking, the sound of the music almost instantly cutting off. A moment passed before he opened the door, an unreadable expression on his face. “Hey, (Y/N),” he spoke after a moment, stepping back to let me walk into the room. “Hi,” I responded shyly, closing the door behind me. “Can we talk?” His back was turned to me as he placed his guitar back on his stand before making his way over to his bed. “What about?” I eyed him cautiously as he seated himself and pulled out his phone, his eyes glazing over his notifications. I swallowed, tilting my head in confusion. “I’m not sure why, but I’m getting an angry vibe from you today.” His eyebrows twitched at my words, but he kept his gaze on his phone, still not looking at me. “Why would you think that?” “Because you won’t even look at me right now, and you haven’t responded to any of the messages I’ve sent you today,” I answered back, crossing my arms over my chest. “I don’t need to contact you every second of every day, (Y/N). Besides, I just haven’t been on my phone today, I’m just looking through everything now.” “How convenient, the moment I show up?” I huffed, sitting on his roommates’ bed across the room. Josh briefly looked over to me before returning his attention to the device. It didn’t even look like it was on, there was no reflection of light in his eyes. “Don’t you have a date to be getting ready for or something?” His voice was quiet, but I could sense the hostility in the tone. I threw my head back to look at the ceiling, a tight smile escaping. He was jealous. I shook my head, continuing to stare up as I spoke, “I thought about it, but I changed my mind once I realized I kind of had a thing for someone else.” It took everything in me to keep my eyes up instead of look at him for his reaction, the silence taking over the room as he mulled over my response. I listened as he moved around on his bed, the curiosity took over as I chanced a peek at him. He was staring me down, his phone now on the other end of the bed, his eyes narrowed. “What?” I asked as I pushed myself back into a regular sitting position. “Well, thats very nice for you,” he replied angrily, running his hands over his face and shaking his head. I couldn’t help but laugh at his response, smiling back at him. I stood up and walked over to his bed and sat next to him before taking his hand. “You know you’re my best friend, right?” Josh scoffed before rolling his eyes, still choosing to let me hold his hand. “Listen (Y/N), if you want me to be happy for you you’re gonna need to leave me alone for a few days okay? I can’t explain it, but I just need some space from you.” My eyebrows rose, the smile I wore turning into a subtle smirk. “Hmm, space, huh?” “Yes, space,” he responded robotically, running his free hand through his brown curls. “If you really felt that way, why would you let me hold your hand this long?” I asked quietly, leaning slightly closer to him. He froze for a moment before slowly taking his hand away from mine and placing it on his lap instead. His gaze had been focused on the floor in front of us, but he slowly turned his head to look directly at me. I blinked once, our eyes locked as I brought my lips into my mouth to conceal my smile. There was a small v forming between his brows as he debated what was happening over in his head. I pushed a loose strand of hair that had fallen into my face back behind my ear, before moving over to touch his hand again. He glanced down briefly before slowly moving his eyes back up to meet mine. “Josh,” I whispered, running my fingers over his knuckles as a light pink rose in his cheeks. “We don’t have to just be friends.” His eyes flashed before his lips parted, a small inhale at my words. His eyes glanced down at my mouth before dancing over the rest of my face, probably debating wether or not to just lean in and kiss me. I moved forward a little more to show him it was okay, and his eyes widened. “I.. um,” he started, glancing back to my eyes. “I really want to kiss you right now.” “Do it then.” He started to lean into me, his hands moving towards my waist. I felt him graze my arms as his fingers travelled slowly up my shirt to my neck, before resting against the sides of my face. His thumbs brushed beneath my eyes, his face intense as he watched his fingers move. I felt my own hands begin to grip at his shirt as we turned our bodies to face each other, trying to pull him closer to me. I could feel his breath on my lips as he continued to pull me closer, until our foreheads were resting against each other’s. I closed my eyes before darting my tongue out to lightly wet my lips, the suspense from his touch driving me insane. “Josh, please,” I whispered, trying to move so my lips could meet his. “Shh,” he whispered back, holding me back with his gently grip on my face, his fingers still moving slowly around my jaw. He leaned in so we were barely kissing, his lips brushing over mine for a minuscule second before detaching, and I felt him smile at the small groan that left me. He brushed his thumb over my lips as they parted, a small breath leaving me as he did so. I felt myself swallow, trying to stay still. Finally, he pushed his lips against me with a little more force, mouth moving slightly as he tilted my face up to better meet his. I felt one of his hands move toward the back of my neck, gripping my hair as he pulled me closer. I felt myself sigh against him, moving my lips to capture his again. I moved my hands up his chest and past his neck, gently brushing through his curls with my fingers before gently tugging. I could feel his mouth part slightly, his tongue running over my bottom lip before a light moan escaped him, pulling him back. I took in a deep breath before opening my eyes, my hands still tangled in his hair and his still holding the back of my neck. “Do it again.”

fuckkkk can i request a lil blurb/one shot about riding joshua bassett? cause that concept gets me 🥵

His cheeks were flushed as he sat comfortably against the leather chair, her soft moans bringing him into a state of bliss only she was able of doing. Her hair slipping from its bun as his eyes trailed across her body. Her bright white bra was nothing sexy, it was plain but it was enough to have his heart racing and cock throbbing as he watched where they met. 

“Fuck baby..” he moaned out, her hands resting on his chest as he lowered her head. His eyes drinking her in as he smirked softly at the beauty before him. He raised his hips as a soft whipper escaped her lips causing him to roll his eyes in pleasure. 

“Shit babe, right there..” 

“Fuck y/n, if you keep that up I won’t last much longer..” he hummed out as she chuckled softly placing soft kisses across his neck as the knot in his stomach tightened. She picked up her pace grinding her hips down on him as a string of curses escaped his chapped lips. 

He watched as she softly got off of him with a soft smile. Her brightly painted lips now a faded shade of red as she leaned forward lightly brushing their lips together. 

“Better get yourself cleaned up Joshua, the rest of the group will be here soon..” she hummed out softly, her nail tracing soft shapes on his bare skin as he looked back at with lazy smile. “don’t want the other’s catching on do we?” 

“How much longer you think we have?” he asked with a click of his tongue. 

“Maybe thirty minutes give or take..” she hummed as he quickly stood up pulling her towards the bedroom with a wicked grin on his face. 

“perfect, just enough time to have you screaming my name baby..” 

hi! can i request a joshua bassett x reader, basically they’re dating and everybody knows but they haven’t made it public official, but hes doing a livestream during quarantine and he misses her a lot and she joins and he gives it away by singing a song just for her and gushing about her? or alternatively shes sitting behind the camera and giving him song requests and joshua is super soft and the viewers realize? xx

quarantined together

pairing: joshua bassett x reader

work count: 877

warnings: n/a

a/n: thank you for the request! i haven’t really written for joshua in a little bit so, glad to be back!! send me some requests pls :) gif credit goes to thegayfleet

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“hello, hello, hello!” joshua greeted as he started the live on instagram.

thousands of people started pouring in at once, “hey guys!” he welcomed for the second time.

userone: hello joshua!!

usertwo: hey

userthree: you’re up early

“i’m up early? haha, yes. you can’t fall off the grind just because it’s quarantine.” he shrugged, reaching past the phone screen to grab his guitar.

for the first fifteen minuets of the live, he was strumming lightly whilst singing whatever tune popped into his head.

userfour: what song is that???

userfive: when was the last time you talked to y/n?

usersix: how is franklin doing? 😎

“franklin is doing pretty good, he’s sleeping cause he doesn’t wake up till like 3 pm.” he explained.

“uhhh,” he stuttered, “the last time i talked to y/n/n? right before i started the live.” joshua paused.

“she’s been on edge since quarantine started so, go send her some love.” he smiled into the camera.

you and joshua had been dating for about 3 months and you just so happened to be visiting him when the whole world shut down so, you were in isolation together.

userseven: do you talk to her everyday?

usereight: awe poor baby :( hope she’s alright

usernine: why’s she on edge??

“of course i talk to her everyday she’s my-” he paused, “my best friend.” he continued in a high pitched baby voice.

userten: this man said bEst fRieNd lmao 💀

usereleven: best friend? 🧢

usertwelve: facetime her!!

userthirteen: you should play a song? :)

“wait, wait, wait, i’ll be right back guys. i’m gonna go get a snack.” setting his guitar down in the chair he was just residing in, joshua ran into the kitchen.

“hey!” you greeted from the couch, you were currently rewatching the first season of outer banks.

“hello.” he replied enthusiastically, a smile on his face. reaching up into the cabinet, he he grabbed a lavender bag filled with popcorn.

“whatcha doin?” you asked, like isabella from phineas and ferb.

“i’m on live right now, i’ve actually gotta get back.”

“oooo, can i come with you? i can give you song suggestions.” you chuckled. you have seen enough of joshua’s lives to know exactly what he does.

“of course, c’mon.”

following him back into his room, you plopped down on his bed while joshua went back to entertaining the people watching his live stream.

“hello, hello, hello.” he removed the instrument from his seat so that he could sit back down.

userfourteen: he’s back !

userfifteen: he was gone for 30 years

usersixteen: welcome back sir

userseventeen: what song are u gonna sing today?

“what song? hmm, i’m not sure, what do you think?” he looked over to you.

people were aware that you and joshua are close but they didn’t know the entirety of your relationship and they also didn’t know that you were in quarantine together.

“meg thee stallion.” you joked.

“hahaha, meg? i dunno, not so uh, not so kid friendly.”

usereighteen: WHO IS THAT? 😳😳😳

usernineteen: THAT SOUNDS EXACTLY LIKE Y/N WTH 💀

usertwenty: THEYRE IN QUARANTINE TOGETHER OMG 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

joshua was too busy looking at you that he didn’t notice the comments going crazy.

“how about bruno mars?” you answered seriously.

“what do you guys think-” josh looked back and was trying to read all of the comments that were flooding in.

usertwentyone: BEUH WTF LOOK AT US !!

usertwentytwo: JOSH IS WITH Y/N YES 🥳

usertwentythree: I-IM SHCOKED WJEBSI 🙊

“woah, what the heck.” he said, shocked with wide eyes, “the comments are going crazy.”

“am i with y/n? haha wait hold on a sec.” he stood up from his seat, grabbing a blanket that was draped across his bed.

he grabbed your wrist pulling you up from where you sat, “can you grab this?” he asked as he placed the cover above your head, blocking you from eye sight.

“be careful as you walk right here,” joshua warned as he guided you so that you were in the view of the camera but, you were covered up.

“aaaaaaaaand welcome back to another episode of-” he paused, trying to think of a silly name, “joshua’s jazzy jet-setting game show.” he laughed at the creation.

“so on this segment we’re doing, what’s behind the blanket!” this was pretty fun considering the fact that everyone is locked in their houses

usertwentyfour: ITS Y/N I ALREADY KNOW BY THE NAILS 🤪

usertwentyfive: THE NAILS RJENEJEBEJ 😫😫

usertwentysix: i’m gonna pass out FROM EXCITEMENT 😤😤😤

“okay, contestant number one please drop the blanket!” he faked a drumroll.

it fell to the floor, revealing you behind it. you did a few funny poses to spice things up.

usertwentyseven: I KNEW YALL WERE TOGETHER 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

usertwetyeight: OHN EKEBEJEBJEE 🥺🥺

usertwentynine: YES THE BEST COUPLE ☺️

userthirty: AWE Y/N IS THERE 🥺☺️

“hahah, hi guys!” you greeted, waving at the phone screen.

userthirtyone: hi babes omg! <3

userthirtytwo: #shipname stans we won 🥳🥳

userthirtythree: best thing to come out of quarantine. hands down. :)

“alright, i’m gonna actually let joshua talk to you guys. see you later.” with that, you exited the frame.

“that’s all for this episode, folks.” he smiled, taking a seat.

userthirtyfour: when he’s sneaky uh ha ha 😎🙊

“hehe. what can i say, i’m a spy.” he shrugged.

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Friendship Test || Tom Holland

Fandom: Tom Holland (feat. other ones, partially)

Pairing: Tom Holland x actor!reader (PLATONIC)

Word Count: 1112

Warnings: Swearing; Tiny sexual innuendos; Mentions of other celebrities (Ashton Irwin, Joshua Bassett, Will Smith); Mostly dialogue (I’m not kidding, this is literally almost all talking. To keep you guessing ;); MORE VERY VERY BAD WRITING (read at your own risk)

Okay! Two fics in two days, go me! 

I was thinking I could make a spin-off of blurbs/one-shots with the celebrities mentioned in this (not so much Will). I don’t know, it’s still in the thought process. 

Also, sorry the reader and Tom aren’t together in this. If I do make spin-offs (which I probably will), you’ll have, like pre-made relationships, so you can request your own situations with them. 

I took most of this from the friendship test Glamour did with Niall Horan and Lewis Capaldi.

Hehe another thing, I don’t usually blur out cursing, but since it’s an interview, I did. !!! More Author’s note at the end !!!

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BOLD = Interview

Italics = Tom

Normal = Reader/Y/N

"Hi, I'm Y/N Y/L/N."

"And I'm Tom Holland."

"And we're taking the Glamour friendship test." You both say at the same time, causing you both to laugh.

"In case you don't know, I play Marcy in Spies In Disguise-" You start, only to be interrupted by Tom.

"And I play Walter. Our characters have no relationship between each other whatsoever, but Y/N and I have been friends for years, so when Glamour asked us if we wanted to do a friendship test we were like, 'Hell yeah!'"

"So now here we are... taking a friendship test. This test right here determines whether we are true friends or not. It's kinda scary if you think about it."

"My palms are sweaty." Tom wipes his hands on his pants.

***

Y/N [FRIENDS WITH TOM]

TOM [FRIENDS WITH Y/N]

"I'm going to ask you a bit about your friendship with Tom."

"Mmmkay. We met when I was living in London. I had to play his love interest in a film. It was honestly my least favorite film I've ever been in. The plot was great, the script was great, my character was great, but the fact that my love interest was being played by Tom... hated that. Absolutely hated that."

"Okay, wow. That was fucking rude."

"Oh my god, Tom. You can't just cuss on here."

*

"What's one of your fondest memories of each other?"

"Mine is a time we got drunk together. Now, I'm an emotional drunk. That's fine, you know? Everyone has their baggage, but Y/N here-"

"Tom noooooooo..."

"-but Y/N here is a very... crazy drunk?"

"I hate you so much. So, so, so, so much."

"It was honestly scary. Y/N's boyfriend was there. His name is Ashton. Ashton Irwin of 5 Seconds of Summer, their new album CALM is out, stream it, sorry I'm getting distracted, but anyways Ashton was there and... and, uh, If Walls Could Talk came on and Y/N here got a little too excited."

"Now, I know that this really shouldn't be said on the Internet, but Y/N doesn't care- Y/N, you don't care, right?'

"Yes, I care very m-"

"See, she doesn’t care. As I was saying, If Walls Could Talk came on, right? Y/N here decided to take her shirt off. Listen, I'm a man, I am a male, I enjoy a little strip show now and then, but to see it with your best friend who is in a committed relationship is kinda horrifying."

"Ashton had to drag her out of the house- and I swear that Y/N was, like, shitface drunk. It was like she didn't even realize she was in a room full of people when she did it. Great memory."

"Haha, super fucking funny."

"Who's cussing now?"

"Shut up. Anyways, my favorite memory would have to be when we did this homemade music video thing? My other friend, Joshua- Joshua Bassett, did this with his cast on High School Musical: The Musical: The Series. They did, like a music video to Bang Bang by Jessie J and when I saw it I was like, 'Tom we should totally do this!'"

"So, we did. But instead of Bang Bang, it was... Telephone by Lady Gaga featuring Beyoncé. And it was honestly just a really fun thing to make, and... yeah."

"That is a nice memory."

"Yeah. Notice how I didn't pick one just to embarrass you?"

"Hey, I can't choose what my favorite memory is."

"Fuck you. I should have done this with Will instead."

"Oh, like Will would ever take a friendship test with you!"

"You'd be surprised."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

***

EXERCISE ONE | GIVE EACH OTHER COMPLIMENTS

"This is gonna be hard."

"I hate you so much, you don't even understand."

"Trust me, I know."

*

"Ummm... You have a great style. Like, your style is way better than mine-"

"Everybody's style is better than yours."

"What was that?"

"Nothing. Go on."

"That's actually all I have for you."

"Oh really?" "Yeah."

"Okay, Tom.. you have a nice accent. It's really, you know, British?"

"You got a thing for guys with accents then?"

"Don't fucking talk to me after this ever again."

"Gladly."

"That compliment was a lie by the way. I just wanted you to know."

***

EXERCISE TWO | HUG FOR ONE MINUTE

"You guys are trying to kill me aren't you?"

"Did you guys talk to Ashton about this? Did my boyfriend agree to this?"

"You act like we haven't hugged for longer than a minute."

Tom steps closer to you and wraps his arms around your somehow smaller frame.

"The worst part is that he gives good hugs."

"You know how many people would kill to be in your position?"

"None"

***

EXERCISE THREE | MIRROR EACH OTHER'S DANCE MOVES

"Nah. Fuck this."

"This is gonna be good."

You watch Tom do a backflip. In return, you get on your knees (luckily you were wearing pants for this promo day) and do a summersault.

"That's the best you're gonna get."

***

EXERCISE FOUR (THE FINAL EXERCISE) | TRUST FALLS

"I don't like this." You say as Tom steps behind you.

"Just do it. Just close your eyes... and fall."

"I don't what the fuck you just said to me, but never say it to me again."

"Can't you tell that we're best friends?" Tom says to the camera.

"I hope they can't. I hope they can see how much I hate you."

"Oh my god, just fall already."

You close your eyes and cross your hands over your chest for dramatics.

"Catch me or die."

"R.I.P to me then."

You're hoping that he's joking because as soon as you say that you're falling, and then you're caught. You get up with Tom's help and fix your shirt.

"Good move. Your turn."

Tom watches as you move behind him. 

"Same goes for you. If you drop me, I'll hurt you."

"Good thing I like pain."

And then Tom is falling. You're standing at the perfect angle behind him to catch him, but you don't feel anything. You're confused for a nanosecond until you hear a heavy thump.

"What the fuck, Y/N?"

"Why would you fall forwards? Who the fuck falls forwards?"

"I fucking do! Where the hell were you?"

"Well, I was standing behind you. Ready to catch you, and then you fell forwards like a fucking idiot on America's Funniest Home Videos."

***

"Thank you guys for watching."

"Yes, thank you! Although it looks like we hate each other, we promise you we are best friends."

"Please watch Spies In Disguise, in theaters now and subscribe to Glamour's youtube channel."

***

Anyways, as I was saying before... you can send me situations with the characters in this (Tom, Joshua, and Ashton) or even throw in some new celebrities and I can make spin-off oneshots from this universe. I hope that makes sense because it didn’t to me.

what i write: ↳ fluff, angst, lil bit of steamyness ↳ headcanons, blurbs, oneshots, series ↳ poly ships (if the ship makes sense) ↳ friend/bestfriend!reader, sibling!reader, significant other!reader ↳ female!reader, non-binary!reader, gender neutral!reader ↳ i will try my hand at male!reader and trans!reader ↳ straight people in lgbtq+ relationships     ↳ i will make them bi or pan because representation is important ↳ i will try my hand at cis people as trans or non-binary ↳ friends to lovers, enemies to lovers

who i write: ↳ tom holland, harrison osterfield ↳ peter parker, mj, avengers ↳ percy jackson, leo valdez, heroes of olympus ↳ joshua bassett, ricky bowen, hsmtmts characters/cast ↳ harry potter characters/cast ↳ you can request specific characters or pairings from the groups and i’ll do my best

what/who i won’t write: ↳ smut ↳ anything with an LGBTQ+ person in a hetero relationship ↳ married!reader or parent!reader ↳ poly ships with siblings

remember when requesting: ↳ specify what you would like included      ↳ fluff, angst, steamy - one or more      ↳ headcanon, blurb (less than 1k words), oneshot (more than 1k words)      ↳ reader gender if necessary      ↳ if something isn’t specified i will take creative liberty and decide myself ↳ don’t include too many details about the reader      ↳ simple descriptions like race or body type are accepted      ↳ also accepted are careers, hogwarts house, and godly parent      ↳ i will not write any requests that go into too much detail about reader appearance or backstory, i want to write something inclusive ↳ don’t pressure or pester me about writing your request      ↳ been a week? shoot me an ask to ask about your request? been two days? don’t ask me about it, or i may end up ignoring your request      ↳ remember that i both have a job and am in school, so it can take me a little while to get to requests

have a question? my inbox is always open!

When you take a chance | Ricky Bowen

ricky bowen/fem!reader oneshot

fluff :)

summary: the musical has been casted and the cast list has been posted however when miss Jenn is in search for pianist Ricky Bowen your childhood best friend and secret crush insists that you push your fears aside and join the wildcats with putting on a musical.

warnings: mentions of divorce, sad ricky

word count: 3064

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“You do realize that auditioning for the musical means breaking out into song and dance in front of the entire school, right?” You laughed, while sitting down in between your two best friends Big Red and Ricky.

“Except this is my one chance to win back Nini, I need to prove to her that I’m serious about our relationship.” Ricky sighed as he turned his head towards the one thing he’s been avoiding all day.

“Why don’t you just try talking to her?” Big Red said while gesturing over towards the two lovebirds Ej Caswell and the one girl Ricky could confide in.

“No offense but the one person I go to for advice is currently on her honeymoon in the cafeteria.” Ricky pushed the rest of his lunch towards Big Red while grabbing his skateboard and storming off.

“At least I get the rest of his fries.” Big Red said before chugging down the rest of his soda.

You gave Big Red a small smile and handed him the rest of your chips. While getting up from the table and gathering your belongings out of the corner of your eye you see Kourtney staring back and forth between you and Nini. You were never really jealous of Ricky’s relationship with Nini because at least before she went off to camp they were oddly the perfect couple. You would never admit the feelings you had towards Ricky to anyone except maybe Big Red but only because he was becoming suspicious as to why you always agreed to everything Ricky had said or done.

The rest of the day seemed to pass by. You walked down the familiar hallway to your locker to grab things for the after school club your parents forced you to participate in. While walking back down towards the classroom you heard faint yelling coming from Mr. Mazzara’s room which you ultimately ignored thinking it was just the robotics team arguing over who gets to control the remote. But the last thing you expected to see was Ricky Bowen bolting past you towards the theater.

“He’s really going to audition.” You said to yourself shocked. Not wanting to be distracted by the thought of Ricky trying to impress Nini you continued to walk to the classroom you should have already been at ten minutes ago.

Instead of actually paying any attention to the club you signed up for, you found yourself reading over your music sheets so you could practice the new song you were learning on the piano when you got home.

Wanting to go home a bit earlier than the actual time your after school club ended you made up an excuse and started gathering everything into your already heavy backpack. While walking out of the classroom you couldn’t help but be distracted by the commotion coming from down the hall.

“What’s going on?” You asked approaching Big Red as he stood there with nothing but a shocked expression on his face.

“Your crush, our best friend just scored the lead in the play with no acting experience whatsoever.” Big Red announced to you with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him.

“Okay first of all lower your voice, second of all how?” You questioned while laughing. Walking over to the cast list taped to the wall you see Ricky Bowen written in all caps playing Troy Bolton. While you were incredibly happy for him below his name was Nini’s also in all caps playing Gabriella.

You congratulated Ricky and gave a small smile to Nini seeing that she was obviously frustrated with the whole situation. You couldn’t blame her though she seems happy being in a relationship with Ej and doesn’t want anything or certainly anyone ruining it for her.

It’s been a few days since Miss Jenn posted the cast list and since then Ricky has been practicing non stop. On the other hand Big Red had gotten stuck reading stage directions for Miss Jenn. Having both of your best friends being so busy spending time with the drama club meant that you had way too much time on your hands which led to feeling a bit lonely.

Instead of heading home for the day you thought it would be nice to sit in the music room and play the piano for a little while. Feeling lonely at school felt a little less lonely than sitting all alone at home, if that made any sense.

“Hey Y/n.” Of course the one boy you’ve purposely been avoiding wants to interrupt your peaceful piano playing. Instead of saying some sarcastic comeback to him you look up from the piano keys to see that instead of his normally happy go lucky smile he was upset.

“What’s wrong Ricky?” he gently sat down beside you on the piano bench without making any eye contact. Instead of forcing him to talk you turned back to the piano keys and started playing little soft tunes instead of having to sit there in silence. You knew he’d been having a hard time at home due to his mother leaving his dad and moving away to Chicago.

“Nina is in love with Ej.” he admits out of the blue while nervously tracing his finger along the keys of the piano.

You stopped playing for a second to collect your thoughts. You have never actually heard him call her Nina. It was like he was speaking a foreign language. You wanted to comfort him and tell him that everything would be okay but you were at a loss of words and when you tried to speak nothing came out.

“But I’m okay with that, it hurt at first watching her fall in love with Ej but she’s happy and I don’t want to ruin that for her.” Ricky spoke in a soft tone almost as if he had lost his voice. Before you could speak he cut you off again.

“At first I auditioned so I could show her that I was serious about our relationship and maybe that was a stupid move but now I realized that a part of me also did this for myself.” You smiled to yourself knowing that Ricky finally found something he’s passionate about.

“So why are you sitting here with me right now instead of up on that stage practicing?” You asked while turning to face him. He pressed his fingers down on the piano and started playing random keys, which sounded awful together.

“Because Miss Jenn doesn’t have anyone to play piano for us, Ashlyn is focused on making sure Ms. Darbus’s solo is perfect.” Secretly hoping he isn’t about to ask you to play piano in front of everyone you start putting your music sheets into your folder and shoving it quickly into your backpack.

“Y/n can you please play the piano for us just for rehearsal?” Already preparing to say no you look down at your shoes.

“Ricky-”

“Please Y/n, just this one time?” He’s not going to stop until you agree to play.

“I know you know the songs you used to watch high school musical on repeat.” Ricky continued to ask you to play the piano. Feeling bad you finally give in and say yes even though deep down you really don’t want to do this.

Following closely behind Ricky down the hallway towards the theater was the last thing you thought you’d ever be doing today. You had secretly been wishing in your head that you had gone home right after school today.

“You okay Y/n?” Ricky stopped walking and turned to face you.

“Yeah I’m alright, just nervous.” You tried giving him a smile but he could tell you were really anxious about playing the piano in front of anyone that wasn’t him or Big Red.

“We can practice alone first in front of Miss Jenn, I’m sure everyone else is busy doing something.” Ricky spoke in a soft loving tone to try and calm your nerves. You only gave him a forced smile as you continued walking towards the theater.

As you both stepped foot in the theater Ricky called out for Miss Jenn just for her to randomly pop out from around the corner.

“Ricky you're finally back” Miss Jenn said while clapping her hands together.

“I found someone to play the piano for us, but is it cool if we could just practice in front of you for now? She’s a bit nervous.” Ricky asked only to receive a nod from Miss Jenn.

“Yes of course we could do that. What is your name sweetheart?” Miss Jenn asked, approaching you with a hug.

“Y/n” You said quietly and accepted her hug. She waved and motioned for the two of you to follow her.

As she brought you guys over to the piano you could start to feel your heart race until you felt a familiar hand start tracing circles on your back. You tried your best to keep your composure but to actually be this close to Ricky in the moment it just felt right. But you knew he didn’t feel the same way you did, not after just recently getting over Nini.

“Here’s the sheet music for ‘Start of Something New’ don’t be nervous there's no judging here. This is a safe space sweetheart.” Miss Jenn told you.

You set the papers down in front of you quickly looking over the notes and preparing yourself. You felt Ricky sit down next to you and quickly put his hand back on your lower back. As you started playing the song Ricky quickly started singing.

‘Livin’ in my own world’

‘Didn’t understand’

‘That anything can happen’

‘When you take a chance’

You continued playing the song until it eventually came to an end. You could feel Ricky staring at you but interrupting the sweet moment Miss Jenn applauded the two of you.

“Have you ever thought about being in a musical sweetheart? Because you have the talent for it.” Miss Jenn stated while grinning ear to ear.

“Oh, no I don’t really sing or dance or act for a matter of fact.” You said nervously just wanting this conversation to end right at that very moment.

“How would you feel about playing Kelsi? We need someone as talented as you are to go on for her and play the piano.” As much as you wanted to say no the expression on Ricky’s face wouldn’t allow you to.

They both stared at you for what felt like hours you had no choice other than to say yes. You also didn’t want to crush Ricky’s heart by saying no. And it seemed like Miss Jenn really needs your help with this.

“Sure I’ll play Kelsi and help out at rehearsals with the piano.” You said quietly almost instantly regretting what you had just said.

You turned back around to face Ricky and were greeted with the biggest hug he’s ever given you. Not wanting to interrupt the moment Miss Jenn walked out to the rest of the theater kids to make sure they were doing what they were supposed to be doing.

“I’m so proud of you!” Ricky yelled while you shushed him.

“No really I am Y/n, you just faced one of your biggest fears and now you’re in the musical with me.” You couldn’t help but think now all the time you’re going to have to spend with Ricky playing the piano. The thought of getting to spend time with the person that I love while doing the thing I love the most made you instantly feel butterflies.

“Thank you for pushing me Ricky. Now let’s hope I can handle it and not get stage fright.” You said as you turned back to the piano to gather all of the sheet music for the songs you now need to learn and practice.

You introduced yourself to the rest of the drama club minus the people who already knew who you were due to your friendships with Big Red and Ricky. Everyone welcomed you with open arms and you couldn’t have felt more comfortable around any group of people before. After many rehearsals you had made many new friends and eventually grew even closer to Ricky.

You’ve been practicing all of the songs that Kelsi performs during the musical. Your parents are incredibly proud of you for coming out of your shell and finally showing your talent off. You have no distractions getting in your way except for one, Ricky Bowen.

Big Red continued to tease you about your crush on Ricky every single day insisting on the fact that he feels the same way. You didn’t want to risk your friendship with Ricky just in case it didn’t work out between the two of you. Ricky’s past relationship with Nini is a big part in making you afraid over nothing. Even though he and Nini were total opposites they just were a perfect couple but despite everything they didn’t work out in the end and they barely talk to each other anymore. That is what you were afraid of, losing him.

Many weeks had gone by with a lot of things all happening at once. Ricky would compliment you here and there and maybe you two would share a moment every once and a while but you always just brushed it off and thought of it as him just being a good friend.

It was finally opening night, the night everyone had been working so hard for. Despite the anxiety building up inside of you you knew you couldn’t quit or give up now it was too late for that. So instead you went to find the one person you trust only to find out that Ej had gone on for him during act two and nobody could find Ricky. You knew you couldn’t run around and look for him knowing you had scenes in the musical with nobody to go on for you. As you took a deep breath you walked over to the piano to start playing ‘Breaking Free’. In your head you knew Ricky should be here on stage singing not Ej you couldn’t help but wonder where he was.

After the musical was over and everyone exited the stage you approached Ej to confront him about Ricky.

“He wanted me to go on for him Y/n. I don’t know what happened but he insisted that I would go on as Troy.” Ej explained to you. You knew Ej wouldn’t lie to you as everyone had grown a close bond over these past couple of weeks.

Carlos and Seb walked and noticed how upset you were.

“He’s in the rehearsal room Y/n” Carlos spoke with a gentle tone. You thanked them and walked down to the rehearsal room.

You quietly opened the door and shut it behind you.

“Ricky, What's going on? What happened?” You asked while taking a seat next to him. He didn’t say a word all he did was pull you closer into a hug and quietly sobbed. You've never seen Ricky cry but you knew instead of questioning him you needed to comfort him. As much as you tried to put your feelings aside for just a moment you couldn’t help but think about the way he held onto you but that didn’t last long as he stood up and started apologizing for seeming weak and crying in front of you.

“You don’t have to apologize for crying Ricky, it’s okay” You said as you stood up and walked closer towards him.

“My mom brought her boyfriend here and when I saw him put his arm around her I didn’t know how to feel. Why would she think it’s okay to bring him around? I thought that this would be an opportunity for her to talk with my dad.” Ricky said while holding back his tears because he didn’t want to cry in front of you again.

“You know it’s okay to feel that way and it’s okay to cry. You’re allowed to be mad at your mother. She should have asked if it was okay to bring him.” You said as you tried your best to be strong for him.

“She said she wanted me to meet him” Ricky repeated what his mother had previously said to him as he looked down at his shoes.

“But you should be the one to decide when you want to meet him, not her. She should have asked for your permission to bring him. She’s the one who messed up, not you Ricky.” You said as you crossed your arms hoping that he would agree with you.

“This is why I love you.” Ricky admitted looking back up at you. Taken back a bit you were once again at a loss of words in front of Ricky Bowen.

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way, but I love you Y/n.” He said once again. Not wanting to mess this moment up you walked over to him and pulled him into a tight hug.

“I love you too, Ricky.”

As you looked back up to him he smiled down at you. His hand gently gripped your chin as he leaned in but before doing anything he asked.

“Can I kiss you?” and without even having to think for a second you replied with a yes.

He gently pressed his soft lips against yours and you instantly felt the feeling of butterflies all over again. You placed your hand on his cheek as you slowly rubbed your thumb against it as you pulled away from him.

“If you want you can stay with me tonight, so you don’t have to be at home.” You said trying your best not to kill the mood but you wanted to make sure he had a place to sleep in case he didn’t want to face his mom tonight.

“Thank you Y/n, I appreciate it so much.” He replied back pulling you into a tight hug. Not ever wanting to pull away you laughed and said

“Come on we're going to be late to slices, don’t want Big Red getting suspicious of anything.” You said as he grabbed your hand and walked outside to join the rest of the wildcats for a well deserved after party at slices.

helping hand ☆ joshua bassett

requested by: @differentplaidpalacehorse tysm for ur submission !!

when y/n gets into a little accident, all she wants and is her best friend to take care of her

warnings: fluff

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“Why did you think it was a good idea to go ice skating if you have never skated in your life?”

Although you couldn’t see your mom through the pillow you smothered on your face, you knew the smirk she had across her lips, and the way she would be leaning against your doorframe trying not to laugh at your injury.

“My friends invited me and I thought it would be fun.” You answer embarrassingly.

A small giggle left her mouth, making you groan into your pillow. Her footsteps grew louder as you sensed she was walking towards your tired body lying down. The once dark vision you had from your eyes being covered now burned, as your vision was now bright from the sunshine shining right onto you through your window. She took the pillow and carefully lifted your right leg, trying to minimize the discomfort you felt as your tightly bandaged ankle now rested on the cushion.

“You’re lucky it’s a small sprain, or else I would be making fun of you more.”

“You know, I appreciate your help, but I don’t appreciate the insults I’m getting right now.”

Your mom’s laughter grew at your comment. “I know, just trying to lift the mood. I’ll get you a new ice pack.”

She leaned down to kiss your forehead, and you whispered a small ‘thank you.’ Before she left your room, she made a small gasp and turned around to look at you and smile.

“By the way, Josh is on his way here. I told his mother what happened and he insisted on coming over.”

And with that, she left you to be alone in your room to soak in all the pain in your ankle. Of course, it didn’t take long before you heard familiar footsteps coming up the staircase leading to your room, but what surprised you was that it wasn’t your mom bringing the promised ice pack, but your best friend, Josh.

“Hey, Y/N!” He greeted excitedly.

In his arms, he held numerous items you assumed were for you. From what you could tell, he held a bag of your favorite candy, two water bottles, a small bottle of advil, and an ice pack.

“Hi, Joshy. I didn’t expect you to be here so quickly.”

You watched as he pulled the chair from your desk right beside your bed and gently placed all the goodies he had on your bedside table. He sat down on the chair and helped you sit up and lean back against your headboard, and gave you the ice to put on your leg.

“When I heard that my best friend was being an idiot and broke her ankle, of course I get here as quickly as possible.”

You lightly punched his arm, making him laugh. “I didn’t break my ankle, I sprained it. And I’m not an idiot.”

“Then why did you decided to go ice skating when you have never skated before in your life?”

“Ok, I get it!” You annoyingly huff, leaning your head back and squeezing your eyes shut.

His laughter erupted in your ears, making you feel more calm. “Sorry, it’s just funny.”

You turn to look at him and notice his smile, making your frown disappear instantly. His eyes widened as he grabbed the candy and water from your table.

“I bought you some candy to make you feel better, and some water to take with the advil your mom told me to bring you.”

You grabbed his hand from his lap, squeezing it in your own, not noticing his now red face. “Thank you, Joshy.”

He winked at you before asking, “How did you even sprain it?”

You sigh, “Well, my friends wanted to go out and ice skate, and when I told them that I didn’t know how to, they offered to help me. They held my hand for a while and I somewhat got the hang of it, and when they let go of my hand, I immediately slipped and twisted my ankle, so we went home.”

“Well at least they were nice enough to take care of you until they dropped you off here. And you’re lucky to have the most amazing best friend in the world that I am now your servant for the rest of the day.” He announced proudly.

You rolled your eyes playfully at his remark. You eyed the orange hoodie he was wearing, making your smile grow wider. He noticed your face, shaking his head and laughing as he pulled at the collar and bringing the piece of clothing over his head, throwing it at your face once it was off.

“Thank you, sir.” You grin as you slip on his hoodie, immediately smelling the familiar cologne he always wore.

“Anything else for my lady?”

You turned to look at your bed, noticing the empty space. You opened your arms, “Cuddle?”

His eyes widened slightly, his cheeks blushing harder than before. He messed with his hair lightly before standing up and climbed over you to the empty side of your bed while you lied down.

While climbing over you, his foot kicked at your iced ankle, making you squirm at the instant pain you felt. He felt it immediately, checking your ankle as you bit your lip to try and not scream.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s ok, I’m ok.” You groan, “Just cuddle me, please.”

He lied down next to you, moving his arm under your neck for you to use as a cushion, and opening his other arm to wrap around your shoulder. You snuggled into his chest, holding his waist tightly. The absolute comfort you felt was indescribable, as this was the nicest feeling you’ve had since you left the house this morning to go with your friends.

Josh was always a gentleman, not just to you but to everyone he meets. You admired the way he could be so caring and respectful to everyone, no matter what their attitude towards him is. Anytime he was with you, you felt so carefree and happy. That’s just the kind of light that Josh brings to every room he entered.

Even after the three years of friendship you had with him, nothing ever changed between you. It was always you two against the world, and nothing could ever change that. Not even the playful teasing both your parents make about you two being a couple or liking each other, which you never saw. You were sure that you would always be just friends, even if everyone else in the world told you otherwise.

“You really didn’t have to come over and take care of me.” You mumble into his chest.

“I wanted to, you know I would choose to hang out with you in a heartbeat.”

You smiled against his body, nuzzling your head further into him and squeezing his waist tighter against you. He did the same to you, his arms tightening around your shoulders.

Josh looked down at you, smiling to himself like an idiot as he couldn’t help but get goosebumps at how close you were. He could see your eyes slowly flutter shut, and lightly chuckle to himself as he saw you try to stay awake. Soon, you heard his soothing voice sing into your ear. You couldn’t tell what he was singing at this point, just that it sounded like an angel. Within seconds, you fell asleep in the safety and warmth of his arms.

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You jolt awake, only seeing the black shirt that Josh was wearing. You look up and see he’s still asleep, quietly laughing at the soft snores coming from his mouth. As you gently turn your body, hoping not to wake him up, you grab your phone from the table and check the time. It had only been about an hour since you fell asleep, so you put your phone back down and turn around to face him again. His eyes were slowly opening, and you instinctively move the hair covering his forehead.

“Good morning, sunshine.” You joke, watching as he was slowly waking up completely.

“Is it really morning?” He asks, his voice slightly raspy. He rubbed his eyes, stretching his arm out a little before holding your body against his again.

“We only slept for an hour, but we should get up now before we sleep for the rest of the day.”

“What if I want to sleep here for the rest of the day with you?”

You raise your eyebrow at his question. “Why would you want to?”

He sits up slightly, resting on the side of his body. His arms trailed down to your waist, tracing small circles on the small exposed part of your skin from where his hoodie rode up. You felt tingles travel through you, confused by the new sensantion your feeling. Just the way he was looking at you, a smile barely present on his face, made your cheeks burn up.

Maybe you never really focused on his features until now, like the way his eyes would shift to a gold hue when the light from outside your window shined perfectly on him, or how his brown curls perfectly framed his face, or the way his pink tinted lips looked so plump and smooth.

Maybe you never noticed the way he made you feel, like how he would always be the one to pay attention to you when no one would, or how he always stopped everything he was doing just to help you when you hurt yourself.

What you did know was that this new feeling made you a little nervous. You never thought of him as more than a friend, why would that change?

You shifted your gaze away from his, staring at the small designs on his shirt, as you knew that the more you stared at him the way he was at you, your face would be on fire.

“Y/N?” He mumbled.

You held in your breath lightly before looking up at him, but before you could do anything else, you felt your lips being attacked by his own. You were surprised, not because your best friend was kissing you, but because you kissed back. His hand squeezed at your waist as his other hand held your head tenderly, your hands moving from his sides to cup his cheeks. It was nothing like you have ever felt before. He was definitely more experienced than you, the way he was needy to be closer to you. You turned your head to deepen the kiss, hearing him groan quietly.

When he pulled away, you smiled at how his lips matched his red cheeks, and he could say the same thing about you.

“If you couldn’t tell, I really like you. I have for a while now.” He said breathlessly.

“I can’t tell, could you help me figure it out?”

He smiled widely as he crashed his lips against yours roughly. Your lips moved together quickly, feeling desperate to feel each other again. It was more passionate than the first one, if that was even possible. His hands, both now at your waist, pushed you further into the bed as he hovered over you. The movement was quick, and you both forgot that your ankle was still in a lot of pain until Josh’s foot kicked at it again. You pulled away, wincing at the harsh pain that stung your leg.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry Y/N!” He cried as he moved away from you.

You sat up and grabbed the ice that fell off your bed during your heated session with Josh and put as much pressure as you could on the bandages before it grew worse. He sat up beside you, rubbing your back as you tried to calm down from the pain.

“Some servant I am. I’m really, really sorry.” He apologized.

You turned to look at him, holding his cheek in your palm and sent a small smile. “It’s ok, we both got caught up in the moment.”

“I still feel bad.” He mumbled.

“If it helps,” You start, pecking his lips softly, “I really like you too.”

A/N - another late request , so sorry for coming out with it so late ): a few more to go then i can open your my inbox again . but i hope u guys like it , as of right now i feel like shit and writing this made me a little bit happier so i hope it does the same to u guys !! love y’all xx

taglist - @love-joshy @mzzjads @seaveyssparkle @iamveryborrrreddd

practicing lines ☆ ricky bowen

nothing says high school plays like two lead actors hating each other to their core

warnings: slight angst, slight fluff, some swearing, heavy making out

part I , part II

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If there is one thing Y/N hated most, it was Richard Bowen.

Richard “Ricky” Bowen was the high school sweetheart. The most polite and respectful man in his grade, and probably his school. He held the door for anyone and everyone, he offers to help his teachers in need of grading test papers, and he seems to be the perfect boyfriend material. That’s not what you thought.

You despise everything about him. The reason for your resentment was due to the fact that you got the part for Gabriella when he wanted Nini to get the part so they could rekindle their broken love. Ever since then, he has been nothing but rude and obnoxious to you. You did everything you could to try and make peace with him, but he only cared about his stupid plan to fix his own mistakes.

It was clear to the whole school of the mutual hatred between you two. Although Miss Jenn tried to warm you up to each other with her bonding exercises and one-on-one script read throughs, nothing was more powerful than your anger for each other.

Today, after learning that the school’s stage was mysteriously burned down, you all traveled to the El Ray Theatre.

“Ok kids, let’s go to page five.” She yelled, taking her clipboard and standing on the side with Carlos.

You scrambled through your bag, grabbing the heavy script that Carlos printed out for you. You turn on your heels swiftly, only to crash into your ignorant co-star.

“Watch it, happy feet.” Rick snarled, towering over you.

“Why not give me some personal space, Richard?” You smirked. “Almost makes me think you have a crush on me.”

“You fucking wish, Y/N.”

“Language, Ricky.” Miss Jenn warned.

You give him an innocent smile, turning your back on him as you walked to center stage. You heard him groan under his breath as he trailed behind you.

You both stood next to each other, or five feet apart from each other, flipping the pages of your script to the next scene. You quickly skimmed through the page, reading through the scene you were about to act out.

“Let’s go to the scene where Troy and-”

You heard a loud snap coming from the ceiling. “Watch out!” Someone from the back screeched.

You felt a strong pair of arms grab you and pull you to their body, covering your head. A large sand bag fell from the roof, making everyone around you scream and hold on to each other.

“Is everyone ok?” You heard Seb cry out.

You look up from your hands that covered your eyes and saw horror in everyone’s eyes, from the sack to you. Confused, you remembered that you were in someone’s grasp. You look up and see Ricky, breathing heavily. He looked at you and everything was quiet.

You pushed yourself off of him, sweeping your body from the dust in the air. Ricky did the same, clearing his throat and avoiding your gaze.

“Maybe we should take a five.” Miss Jenn hummed, “Ricky and Y/N can go and look for a quiet, hopefully safer place to practice lines while the rest of us can figure out how to work the lights and not die.”

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“Wow, not even a goddamn thank you for saving your life?” Ricky asked annoyingly as he closed the door behind him.

You had both found a hidden storage room in the dusty halls of the theatre. Inside were worn out dresses with threads popping out, multiple broken chairs probably used during performances, and an old piano.

You rolled your eyes, “No one asked you to save me, Dicky.”

“What did you just call me?” He growled.

“I said Dicky.” You spat. You dusted off the chair of the piano before sitting down, leaving room for Ricky.

He rolled his eyes and took off his navy hoodie. His shirt went up a little, revealing his toned chest. You forced yourself to stop staring and tried to ignore him as he sat down, leaving as much room in between you two as possibly without falling off the bench. His hands grazed they top of the piano before pressing his fingers on top of the keys. He began to mess around with the notes, playing small and random tunes. His eyes were glued to the instrument as he played, and you noticed a small smile forming on his lips as he practiced . You almost forgot about everything as you listened to him play. Watching him focus on his music brought a shiver to your body, and almost a warm feeling in your stomach. You had never felt this towards Ricky, all you felt was anger. But now, this whole new feeling brought a new light to you.

“Should we start practicing our lines?” Ricky asked, turning to look at you. A heat ran to your cheeks as you both stared at each other. You noticed a change in his eyes and saw him glance down at your lips once.

“Yeah, uhm, go to page five.” You said, turning away and grabbing your script from the top of the piano.

Ricky was still in shock of what happened. He got up from the bench and grabbed his script from a tall, wooden shelf next to the door. He watched as you turn around the seat to face him, still looking at your script. He noticed your tongue stick out ever so slightly which made him smile. He quickly wiped the smile from his face, bewildered by his reaction.

“I don’t need my script, do you?” You ask softly.

His throat went dry as he looked at you, your hair falling slightly over your flushed cheeks. Something in him clicked, and his knees began to grow heavy.

“No, you’re perfect-that’s perfect.” He rambled.

You kept the page of the scene open and placed the script next to you on the bench. “Remember in kindergarten, you’d meet a kid, know nothing about them, then ten seconds later, you were best friends?” You recite.

“Yeah.” Ricky mumbled.

“Singing with you felt like that.”

“I never thought about singing, that’s for sure. Until you. And now,” He said, gazing into your eyes. “And now,” He repeated, seeming lost.

“What an actor you are.” You joked, giggling a little.

“What does that mean?” He asked somewhat annoyingly.

“It was a joke, Ricky. Calm down.” You countered, standing up as you got more irritated. “You can’t take a joke?”

“I’m sorry, aren’t you the one who can’t even thank someone for saving their life?”

“That bag was no where near me, idiot. What were you trying to save me from? Dust bunnies?” You yelled.

Ricky scoffed, “And to think I thought we were getting better at being nicer to each other. I’ve tried so hard to make things between us better but clearly you don’t want that. I’m just waisting my time.”

You were taken back. “How is all of this my fault? You are the one who started getting pissed off at me for getting the lead when you wanted Nini. Is that why you fucking hate me? Because I’m not your ex girlfriend who is happy with her new boyfriend?” You screamed, your fists curled into each other tightly.

Ricky’s rich brown eyes grew shinier, his mouth agape and in shock. Neither of you have fought like this before.

“I’m sorry.” He said, taking the smallest step towards you. You took a small step back, feeling yourself close to the wall. “I’m an idiot.”

“That’s one way to put it.” You mumbled, stepping back one more step as you hit the door

“Look, I know it was wrong for me to be mad at you for getting the part. I was so caught up in the idea of me winning back Nini like they do in the movies that I totally disregarded your feelings too.” He confessed. “I started to realized how wrong I was about you a while ago, but we were so deep into our frustration for each other I didn’t know what to do but to try and start being more polite. I’m the worst guy in the world and you never deserved to be treated like a dick, it was all my fault.”

“I shouldn’t have been so rude either.” You muttered, “It was childish for me to retaliate with an attitude instead of just working it out, you know? I deserved some of the harshness from you.”

“Can we agree that this was on the both of us?” He begged, letting out a little laugh.

“Yeah, for sure.” You replied, softly laughing as you brought your attention to the floor.

You stared at your shoes and dusted off your jeans. You felt Ricky stare at you, so you looked up. His lower lip was caught in between his teeth, slowly turning his soft lips red. You couldn’t help but steal glances from his eyes to his lips, noticing Ricky do the same.

“I feel as though I owe you an apology.” He started, moving closer to you. His slim body towered over your own.

“Oh, you do. I expect an amazing gift to make up for this.” You smirked.

One of his hands went to your chin, grabbing it gently as the other went to your waist. Your hands rested on his chest.

“I have an idea.” Ricky whispered before he crashed his lips to yours.

His large hand moved from your chin to your waist. Your arms slid from his chest to around his neck, and curled up into his own curly hair. His grip on your waist tightened and pulled you closer to him, making sure to leave no space in between you. You tugged his hair, making him let out a low groan. You smiled at his reaction. His hands slid down your waist and under your butt, motioning you to jump. You jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist, and he slammed you up against the door. He began to trail kisses from your lips to your neck, and you tried your best to hold in a moan. You felt the marks he was leaving from your neck to your collarbone. You moved his head back up and brought your lips to his again.

“I knew you had a crush on me.” You breathed out. He bit your bottom lip, making you gasp, and letting his tongue slip through.

Ricky walked back to the piano and sat down, letting you straddle his waist. You latched your lips to his neck, leaving matching marks on his neck. He let out small moans, gripping your hips tighter as you went on. Your hands went to the hem of his shirt, tugging at it so he would take it off.

“Ricky? Y/N? Are you two in here? This door is jammed!” You heard Big Red call out from past the wooden door.

You both quickly pulled away, getting up from his lap and readjusting your shirt. Ricky did the same to his messy hair. He swiftly grabbed his hoodie he left on the piano and tossed it you, motioning at your neck with the numerous marks he left.

“Yeah we’re here! Just push the door.” He replied. He moved one of his hands to the side of his neck, hoping to subtly cover up the red scars you left him.

You managed to put Ricky’s hoodie on before Red opened the door. You took in the scent of his cologne and adjusted the collar more up to hide your bruises.

“Miss Jenn is having a midlife crisis so we’re going to order pizza. Are you guys good with pepperoni and soy cheese?” He wondered.

“Yeah, totally fine.” You answered. Ricky gave a small nod to his friend.

Red was quick to notice you wearing Ricky’s clothing on your body, but didn’t want to question it out of fear for his life. He gave a simple “ok” and left without question, knowing he would just demand answers out of his best friend later.

Ricky turned back to you, scratching the back of his neck. “About what just happened-”

“We can discuss over our next read through together.” You interrupted, giving him a soft smile.

“How about the movies tomorrow? At 8?” He asked hopefully.

You gave him a smile and walked up to him, going to peck his lips only to be pulled back by Ricky for another sweet kiss.

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You both walked back to your friends who were scattered around the main entrance of the theatre. Everyone noticed you two holding hands, Ricky’s hoodie, and the obvious makeup on his neck. You both acted as though nothing happened.

You were pulled away by Carlos and Ashlyn, noticing Red going for Ricky. “Excuse me, last time I remembered you and Ricky were about to murder each other.” He mumbled quickly.

“What do you mean? We just had a really, really heated argument right now.” You defended, playing with the sleeves of his larger hoodie.

“Is there something on your neck? Oh my god Y/N did you and Ri-”

Miss Jenn bursted through the door happily, “Alright kids, let’s go back to school!”

A/N - well heres another imagine !!! this one was fun to write and more steamy so ur welcome ! im thinking of doing a part 2 to breakdown, so let me know what u think or send me suggestions or requests of what to write next :)) love y’all

meet the parents ☆ ricky bowen

requested by: @iamveryborrrreddd thank u so much for ur request

ricky is going to meet y/n’s parents for the first time, and nothing kills him more than knowing what his girlfriend’s parents think of him

warnings: fluff

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Ricky 💞

what if they hate me?

what if they make you break up with me cuz they think i’m not good enough for you?

i’m sorry i’m being dumb right now but i just really want them to like me

you know, because i kinda really like you

You rolled your eyes at the texts your boyfriend sent you. Yesterday, your parents decided they wanted to finally sit down and get to know Ricky over dinner, instead of the little waves they gave each other when he dropped you off at home. Once you brought up the idea to him, he absolutely loved it. He always talked about wanting to get to know each other’s families, of course now that you have been dating for a few months already. It wasn’t until today during school, he got more anxious. His leg bounced the whole duration of class and he played with your fingers more, a habit you found out he had when he got nervous. You found it quite adorable, especially because of the extra affection that came with it. Now it was 5:30 pm, Ricky is supposed to be over in half an hour, and you could only imagine the mess in his room from all the possible outfit changes he made.

“The table is set and I made enough food for everyone. Are you exited?” Your mom asked as she popped into your room.

You took another quick look at your reflection, smoothing out your simple dress. “Yeah, it should be fun. He’s really nervous to meet you guys.”

“I don’t think it would be that, he sounds really sweet from what you have told me.” She came behind you, resting her arm over your shoulder and her head on yours as you both looked into the mirror.

“Just don’t scare him, I don’t want him to be more intimated than I think he already is.”

“No promises.” Your mom smiled cheekily at you before patting your shoulder and leaving your room.

My parents are crazy.

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It had been about 15 minutes since Ricky finally came. His curls prominent on his head, a simple button-up shirt with a black leather jacket, black jeans, and his usual vans. He brought a small bouquet of tulips for your mom, making her blush. After a small formal handshake with your parents, you could still sense the tension in his body after coming inside. Your dad showed you all to the dining table, completely covered with food. Both your parents sat on opposite ends of the table, letting you and Ricky sit next to each other. Being the gentleman he is, Ricky pulled your chair out for you before you were able to do it yourself. You gave a quick glance at either of your parents to see any change of reaction from their artificial, stern faces, but saw nothing. Here we go.

“You look good, Ricky. Where did you get that shirt?” Your dad asked, slowly eating the food your mom cooked.

Ricky’s hand subtly held yours under the table, letting it rest on his thigh. You smiled to yourself, letting your thumb graze over his skin soothingly.

“My dad and I went to his coworker’s wedding recently, so we went to this tuxedo shop downtown. Never really wore fancy stuff before then” You both laughed, but stopped once you realized you two were the only ones laughing.

Your dad nodded his head, not giving another reply. Almost silently, a small breath of air left Ricky’s lips. You squeezed his hand, giving a reassuring smile.

“Have you decided what you want to do after high school? I know my daughter has stuck with her major since she was in elementary school.” Your mom eyed Ricky, making his grip on your hands tighten. You glared at her, but got no look back.

He cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair before answering, “You know, I’m actually not too sure yet. Maybe something with engineering? I’m still figuring it out.” He forced out a laugh, you joining him, but kept quiet after another lack of a reaction from your parents.

“Don’t worry, not everyone has their life planned out. Sometimes people don’t know until it’s too late, so just don’t be late.” Your dad joked, giving the tiniest bit of a smile.

Small talk continued through the evening, though most of it was between your parents and small comments from you and Ricky. His grip gradually softened, making you believe that he started to get more comfortable with them. That was not the case. His leg still shook under the table, he barely made eye contact with you, and his jaw tensed every time they called his name.

Now it has been two hours, and you still had school the next day. You all finished your meals, and Ricky had offered to help clean the table with your dad. You and your mom had been in the living room, waiting for the both of them to come back out and say goodbye.

“What was that all about?” You questioned your mom, keeping a soft volume as to not let Ricky and your dad hear.

She finally showed a genuine smile, shrugging her shoulders. “What do you mean?”

“I said not to scare him! He’s never looked more terrified in his life.” You groan.

“We just wanted to see how he would act if we were strict. Don’t worry, Y/N, we really like him.”

“Don’t you realize how nerv- wait, what?” You stop rambling after hearing your mom.

She laughed, rubbing your back. “Your dad and I knew we would like him just by the way he was so nervous when he greeted us. He’s very polite, and he looks like a great boyfriend.”

You let out a breath of relief, leaning your head on her shoulder.

“I just hope dad isn’t giving him a really bad talk.”

“No promises.” She laughed.

Soon after, Ricky and your dad walked out of the kitchen. Somehow Ricky looked slightly more pale than he usually was. He stood next to you after shaking both your parents’ hands, giving you a scared smile.

“T-Thank you for inviting me over tonight, you’re both v-very lovely people and it was a p-pleasure to meet you.” He stuttered.

You could see a hint of a grin on your mom’s lips. “It was nice to meet you, too. Have a good rest of your night.”

“Remember our talk, Ricky.” Your dad reminded, giving a hard pat on his shoulder.

You turned to your boyfriend, grabbing his hand. He jolted, caught off guard by your touch before he hesitantly held it. “I’ll walk you out.” You smiled. He nodded, giving one last wave to your parents before following you out the front door.

The sky was dark already, stars eminent amongst the sky along with the lights of passing airplanes. Cold air blew through you, you chose to believe that was the reason Ricky walked so far from you. You walked him to the front of his car, but he didn’t look your way.

“Thanks for coming tonight, it means a lot to me.” You mumble, awkwardly shifting back in forth.

“Yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He grinned.

You move your arms to hug him, frowning at his body pull back slightly. He held your waist, stuffing his face in your neck. As he pulled away, you lean in and peck his lips, smiling at each other before he got in his car.

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You stood outside your fourth period classroom, waiting for Ricky to come by so you could walk together to lunch. Since this morning, you didn’t get a single text or call from him. No sight of him even before school or passing period either. You began to worry, especially since it has been five minutes since lunch began and Ricky usually managed to get to you the second class was over.

You huffed, realizing the behavior of your boyfriend. He probably thinks my parents hate him. You rush around the halls, knowing exactly where he would be if he wasn’t with you.

The doors of the theatre stood in front of you, so you quietly opened the door as to not disrupt anyone that may be inside. The stage lights were on, leaving the seats dark. The piano in the far corner caught your eye, as your boyfriend sat on the seat in front of it with his guitar.

“Ricky?”

His head shot up, eyes wide once he heard his name leave your lips. He set his guitar against the seat, letting it lean as he stood up. His hands were either in his pocket, or scratching the back of his neck.

“Hey.” He mumbled.

“What’s wrong? I understand that my parents probably scared the hell out of you, but why have you been avoiding me?”

You were now standing a few inches away from him. His heart broke hearing how you felt. He didn’t mean to be so distant, and he especially didn’t mean to make you feel like you were the problem.

“I’m really sorry. It’s just that after last night, it sounded like your parents didn’t like me. And right after dinner your dad told me that if I believe that I’m good enough for you, then that’s all that matters. I thought about it for a bit, and I realized that maybe I’m not as good enough as I think I am. Or maybe he doesn’t think I should be with you.”

His eyes watered, so you instinctively held his face on your hands, making him nuzzle his cheek into your palms.

“Ricky, they love you.” You whisper, making him raise his eyebrows.

“But the way they talked to m-”

“They’re were trying to scare you, but they like you. I tried to tell them not to, but it’s some weird parent thing, I guess.”

For the first time in two days, you felt him relax. No more tense shoulders or jittery movements, just him softening his body with yours.

“And don’t ever think you’re not good enough for me. I’m the luckiest girl in the world to have you.”

His hands held your waist, bringing you closer to his body as he placed his lips on yours. You kissed back immediately, missing the feeling.

You pulled away, resting your forehead against his. “How about after school we go talk to them again? I promise they won’t be as serious as they were yesterday.”

He pecked your lips again, smiling.

“That would be nice.”

A/N - thank u for ur request !! i hope u like it (: also i started online school last week ughhh i literally just got out a few minutes ago so wish me luck on that . love y’all xx

taglist - @love-joshy @mzzjads @seaveyssparkle

practicing lines II ☆ ricky bowen

the theatre kids suspect something is going on between y/n and ricky hours before their first performance

warnings: we love angst, some swearing, fluff, kinda long

part I, part II

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“Don’t worry, I got you. You’re doing great, babe!” Ricky cheered behind you as his hands hovered over your waist.

It’s been a week since your shared moment at the El Ray Theatre, and you both couldn’t be separated. You tried to spend as much time together to make up for all the fighting you had for months. You and Ricky were on another mini adventure you two would like to have. Yesterday, you taught Ricky how to play the ukelele, now it was his turn to teach you something.

Ricky was teaching you how to skateboard on his street, something he’s always wanted to do with Nini but she was too scared of. You were grateful he offered to teach you, but you never thought how overprotective he would be. I mean, he basically wanted to cover you entirely in bubble wrap so you wouldn’t bruise yourself, but you only wore knee-pads. You started off slow; you practiced balancing on the board first, then you would stand on top and Ricky would hold your waist as you moved as slowly as possible. He didn’t want to let you go out of fear that you would fall off and break a bone. You managed to convince him to let you start skating on your own, with him still there to catch you when you inevitability fall over.

“Ok, Ricky, I think you can let go now.” You giggled as he wouldn’t let you go faster than walking speed.

“No can do, you’re clumsy as hell.” He argued, stopping you completely.

You shuffled on the skateboard to face him, giving him a playful glare. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me, you’re a klutz.” He smirked.

“Oh yeah? Prove it.”

Ricky wasted no time in attacking your lips with his. Your hands quickly tangled in his hair while his gripped your hips. You were so caught up in the kiss that when you leaned forward you tripped off the skateboard. The board flipped over and Ricky expertly grabbed your waist before you could fall, and he brought you back on your feet.

“See what I mean?” He beamed, pinching your cheek.

You rolled your eyes jokingly as you pushed his chest, grabbing the knocked over skateboard and began walking back towards Ricky’s house.

He laughed, jogging up to you and grabbed your hand, and intertwined your fingers together. “So when is the next time I can take my Gabriella on another date?”

“I don’t know, maybe you should let your best friend know what’s going on between us first before you take me out again.” You replied, giving him a nod towards Big Red’s house that we were just passing.

“You want me to tell Red what we are?” He asked confusingly. We both stopped walking and stood in front of his lawn.

“What are we?” You wondered.

“What do you want to be?” He asked in a similar tone.

“What do you-”

“Hey guys!” You heard Red scream from beside you.

You both turned your head and saw the adorable redhead close the wooden door behind him before he ran up to the both of you. As far as you knew, Red only knows that you both settled your differences and grew to be friends, but nothing else. You knew Ricky hated to keep secrets, especially from his best friend, but he didn’t know how to tell Red that he was going on dates with his past enemy. Would Red judge you two? Ricky didn’t want to know.

“What are you two up to?” Red asked cheerfully, doing a handshake with Ricky and giving you a small fist bump.

“I was teaching her how to skate so she can ride with us in the morning.” Ricky joked, making all of you share a laugh.

“That would be so cool. So when are you going to tell everyone that you’re dating now?” He asked nonchalantly. You both froze and stared at each other with wide eyes. “I mean, come on, it’s obvious you two aren’t just friends anymore. Especially after that afternoon at the El Ray.”

“Does everyone know?” You asked worryingly.

“Everyone has their speculations; some thought you hooked up, some thought you just talked to each other, and some thought you punched Ricky in the throat which is why he had makeup on his neck.” He smirked.

“Makes sense.” You and Ricky said in unison.

“I don’t think you two should be scared to show that you’re dating. You should be happy that you have each other now. Miss Jenn is going to love that news the most.” He said, giving you both a reassuring smile. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow before the show.”

Red ran back to his house, leaving you both alone to think about what he said.

“You know,” Ricky started, “I wouldn’t mind letting everyone know you’re mine. Now all the guys at school can stop checking you out.”

“People check me out?” You questioned.

“What? I didn’t say anything.” He smiled smugly, grabbing your hand again and walking back to his house.

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“Ashlyn, can you run ‘Breaking Free’ with Ricky and Y/N?” Miss Jenn asked politely as she quickly inspected the costumes Kourtney left on the costume rack.

It was the night of the show, and everyone on and off stage couldn’t have been more nervous. Nini and Ej were practicing their lines together, Carlos tried to help Kourtney learn the dance work that was originally written for Gina, and Seb was trying to set his makeup that Kourtney did so it wouldn’t run.

You turned to look at Ashlyn who was giving you a cheeky smile. You both rushed to the piano, giggling as she sat down and quickly warmed up. You leaned against the large instrument, soon to be met with Ricky. He snaked his arm around your waist and handed you your shared music sheets. Ashlyn noticed his action and held back her growing smile.

“Let’s begin, shall we?” She squealed.

She began to play the keys, beautifully executing all the perfect notes written in her music. She hummed along with the tune and nodded at Ricky to give him his queue.

“We’re soarin’, flyin’, there’s not a star in heaven that we can’t reach.” Ricky began to sing, looking directly into your eyes.

“If we’re trying, so we’re breaking free.” You sang, giving him a playful nudge.

You and Ricky continued to sing the rest of the song, earning mixed reactions from your cast mates. While they were all really excited to see that you and Ricky lost the violence towards each other, they couldn’t help but wonder what had happened, especially EJ.

You both could tell that EJ was pretty disappointed to learn that he and Nini couldn’t get the roles for Troy and Gabriella. He would have gotten over it if it wasn’t Ricky who got the part for the sole reason that he wanted to win back Nini. As for you, EJ didn’t exactly have an opinion on you until he saw how you and Ricky acted towards each other. He believed that he and Nini could have played the parts better, but he couldn’t do anything about it anymore.

“You know the world can see us, in a way, that’s different from who we, are.” You two harmonized, finishing the song.

Carlos and Seb started to clap which then erupted more cheers from your other friends, making you blush. Ricky chuckled and brought you into his chest, kissing the top of your head. The most excited to see this change in action was Miss Jenn.

“That was incredible! Your chemistry together was absolutely phenomenal! What changed?” She wondered excitedly.

“Yeah, what did happen? Less than a week ago you two were at each other’s throats. Did something go on between the two of you?” EJ glared. The rest of your friends backed away, leaving you, Ricky, Nini, EJ, Carlos, and Miss Jenn.

“I’m sorry, is there a problem?” Ricky argued, taking a step towards EJ.

EJ followed his actions and stood directly in front of Ricky, “Yeah, two people who have hated each other for months don’t just become besties overnight. This is all just an act to kiss up to Miss Jenn so she would stop getting mad at you two for fighting all the time.”

“Shut up, EJ. Just because you’re mad that I got the part of Troy doesn’t mean you have to be a dick to us too. Nini didn’t care at all, in fact, she was so happy for us. So how about you mind your business, I’m not desperately trying to ruin your relationship.” Ricky fought back.

“Anymore?” EJ countered.

Nini was quick to go to his side and squeeze his arm, “Relax, EJ, people can change for the better. You guys sound awesome together!” She cheered, giving you a tight hug and quick hug to Ricky.

“Boys, let’s stay professional, please. You can fight outside my theatre. We have a show to perform in two hours! Let’s all get our scripts and run ‘Stick to the Status Quo’ one last time!” Miss Jenn screamed to the rest of the students.

You looked up at Ricky who’s glare was set straight at EJ, who also gave a mirrored look. Ricky put his focus back on you and walked you to the hallway.

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Your show, the performance that took you all months to prepare and perfect, had just ended. You and your friends could not have been more happy and relieved the moment you all bowed. All of your castmates ran backstage together, laughing and crying over how proud they were of each other. You and the rest of the girls went into a tight circle for one big group hug. You all had tears forming in your eyes from looking at Gina, who had surprisingly showed up just in time to perform as Taylor. Compliments were being thrown by everyone to each other, a lot of them focused on yours and Ricky’s slightly improvised duet, making your stomach churn at the memory.

You had a different performance than you thought you would have. You thought your show was going great; you haven’t missed a line, sang every note perfectly, and not once did you get any stage fright. Then it was the scene where Gabriella meets Troy in the basketball court and you lost all confidence.

Ricky believed his show was far from perfect. He believed that once he saw his parents together again, he would perform perfectly, also because you would be there with him. Then he was lifted up into the air and all he could see was his mother hugging another man who he immediately knew was her new boyfriend, and all went downhill. He ran off stage and tried to calm himself down. He did run into you, and when you tried to calm him down and ask what happened he bursted at you to leave him alone. He was angry at himself for not telling you what happened, but he didn’t know what to do.

The girls continues to cheer for each other on their performances, but all that was in your mind was everything that happened on that stage. Anger, confusion, and embarrassment filled your head.

You watched Ricky from the side of the curtains with one of the stage managers. You couldn’t contain the smile on your face as you watched him sing and dance. Then when he was lifted in the air, you saw him get choked up. You didn’t know what changed in his actions. You wanted to go out there and help him once he got down, but he had already messed up his lines and ran out. You instantly ran backstage and bumped into Ricky.

“Hey, what happened?” You asked worryingly.

“Not now.” He grumbled.

You stood back and stared at him, “Ricky, what happened? Is there anything I can do-”

“Fuck off, Y/N. I said not now.” He screamed before running out the door.

Your heart instantly broke. All the dancers who just finished their scene were there to witness it. Kourtney ran up to you and squeezed you in a tight hug before she helped motion you to the costume rack to quickly change for your next scene with Ricky.

“Wow, so this is your real stage.” You recite as you walk to the center of the basketball court where you held your show. You held in your anxiety as you were scared to face Ricky after he yelled at you.

You stop in your tracks as you noticed EJ in Ricky’s costume, smiling widely and holding a basketball in his hands. You could have sworn you were dreaming, or that this was a terrible nightmare.

“Guess you could call it that, or just a smelly gym.” EJ joked, giving you a small nod as if to play along.

You stepped closer to him and grabbed his forearm, whispering “What’s going on, where’s Ricky?”

“You’re not the only one who’s dreading this.” He softly whispered as he tossed you the basketball. Your hands began to shake as you looked at the hoop and threw the ball without a thought. You missed the shot and EJ was quick to grab the ball, “Woah, don’t tell me your good at hoops too.”

The rest of the scene played on, and when you knew it was safe, you ran off stage and tried to look for Ricky. You ran around hopelessly, hoping you could find an answer. You met up with Nini who was getting her hair fixed.

“Nini, why is EJ out there as Troy and where did Ricky go?” You asked hurriedly.

“We don’t know what happened to Ricky, after the big basketball scene he was shaking and left for a few minutes. When I saw EJ, he told me that Ricky had to go and gave his part to him. I’m so sorry Ricky didn’t tell you.” She answered, giving you a genuine look.

You still had to finish the show, and when it was time for “Breaking Free,” you instantly wanted to leave. You smoothed out your large lab coat that Gabriella wore and met up with EJ at center stage.

He began to sing, acting as though you two were lovers, though you could notice the discomfort in his eyes. Your throat went dry and you started to feel a headache.

“I can’t do it EJ-Troy. Not with all these people staring at me.” You stuttered.

“Look at me, Gabby,” Ej put his hand on your shoulder, “right at me. Like the first time we sang together. Like kindergarten, remember?”

You heard the gym doors open and looked to the side to see Ricky and Gina walk in together. They stood next to each other and watched you and EJ. You couldn’t help but stare at them, and EJ met your gaze.

“Go, you know what to do.” He whispered as he covered the microphone as to not let anyone else hear. You gave him a nod and sped to Ricky, singing the rest of the song and bringing him along with you. Although you acted as if you were better, you couldn’t forget the anger you felt.

You snapped back to reality and shook your head. You didn’t notice how Ricky’s eyes never left you. He and the guys were huddled close to each other. Ricky tried to focus on his friends and pay attention to what they were saying, but he could only think of you. He needed you to hold him, primarily after seeing his parents show up along with his mother’s new boyfriend.

Carlos ran up to you and brought you into a tight hug. As you congratulated Carlos on performing as Chad for five minutes and writing amazing choreography for the dance numbers, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see Ricky. You let out a soft gasp ( Carlos nearly screamed ) when you saw he had bought a large bouquet of red roses and pink peonies, all perfectly bloomed and strung together.

“Can we talk in the dressing room?” He asked shyly, offering you the bouquet. You hesitated to hold them, but caved in.

“Ok.” You replied. You gave Carlos a quick hug and he squeezed your hand before you walked off with Ricky.

➢➣ ➢➣

“I know you must be so mad at me right now-”

“Wow, how did you know?” You asked angrily as you placed the flowers on top of the makeup counter.

You had found the changing room and locked the door as you didn’t want anyone to walk in on you two. Not because you two were going to do anything cheeky, but because you swore you would have slapped Ricky if he tried to apologize to you.

“I can explain.” He pleaded, trying to grab at your hands but you pulled them away from him.

“Don’t.” You started, “My god, Ricky, if I didn’t know any better I should have listened to EJ when he said this was all an act!”

“You really think that?” Ricky asked, he, himself, getting angry as well. “You think that this past week and that night at the El Ray was all fake?”

“I don’t know what I should believe because you told me you would always be there for me but you were so quick to almost leave the show without telling me what happened. At least EJ told me when he was leaving. If you could at least talk to me about what happened instead of basically telling me to fuck off then maybe I wouldn’t be so mad and would just believe you.” You screamed as you felt your face burn up.

Ricky looked at you in fear and sorrow. He didn’t know how to express his emotions well enough anymore. “Y/N,” You looked up at him and saw his lip quiver, “You know I’m so sorry about this. I just don’t know what to do.”

You could tell he was about to explode any second, “I know.” You murmured. “I just want you to talk to me. I’ll listen to everything that happened. I want to help you but you just shut me out. I thought we were past all the negative stuff between us.”

“My mom came with her new boyfriend, and she didn’t tell me but she thought it was a good idea for us to meet.” He rushed, “When I ran out after you tried to help me, she met me in the hallway outside the gym and tried to talk to me but I just yelled at her. She doesn’t realize how much this whole transition is affecting me and how fast she moved on is making me feel. It’s like she doesn’t care about my dad and I anymore.

“But frankly, I would have gotten over this whole bullshit. I don’t really care about Todd, you know? I would have gone back home with my dad and just laugh about this some other day but I’m so angry because I took out my anger on you. I was so mad and hysterical that I couldn’t be more stupid than to yell at you for trying to help me. I keep pushing people out of my life because I’m so fucking stupid. I lost Nini because I can’t express my emotions, I lost my mom because I couldn’t hold in my emotions, and I lost you because I don’t know what to do with my emotions.” He cried out.

You hesitantly took a step closer to Ricky and grabbed his face to gently wipe the tears that started to quickly rush down his heated face. You calmly fixed his hair and his collar, and he looked at you breathlessly. You pat his chest and took a small step back to look at him again.

“I’m sorry that this is happening, Ricky. You know I would have listened to you if you would have just let me help you. But you pushed me away and now I don’t know what to do.” You said.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I shouldn’t have yelled at you. And I should have just told you what happened. This is all my fault. I’m literally the biggest dumbass.” He whispered, looking down at the floor.

“You are a dumbass, Ricky. You made me feel like we were back to how we used to be. I thought that everything between us was going to be good. EJ was right, I was stupid enough to think that maybe we could have been friends, or more.” You admitted.

“No, don’t say that. You’re not stupid for thinking that.” He pleaded.

“Then what am I supposed to think?” You screamed.

“I love you.” He yelled back. You could have sworn you almost tripped. “I’ve loved you ever since I heard you sing ‘Start of Something New’ for your audition. I’ve loved you since I was sick during rehearsal and no one wanted to help me, but you threw a tissue box at me because you were still a nice person. I’ve loved you since we spent that night in the closet at the El Ray and we kissed. I’ve loved you since you taught me how to play the ukelele and I helped you ride a skateboard. I’ve loved you for so long and I’ve kicked myself every day since then because I didn’t say it over my own fears. But I do, I love you. And I don’t really know what happens tomorrow, or in two minutes when we walk out that door. All I know is, I want this feeling to keep going. Because this whole experience, I-I’m not ready for it to be over. For us to be, I mean.”

Your eyes welled up with tears. Never in your life have you ever been left so speechless, not even during the show or when he yelled at you. You knew you couldn’t stay mad at Ricky, as much as you wanted to. You did love him, and even if your ego didn’t want to admit it, you did. You loved Ricky Bowen.

You closed the space between each other and grabbed Ricky’s face in your hands. You attacked his lips with yours and he almost instantly kissed you back. You felt a totally new feeling when you kissed him this time. Almost as if you released all the pent up emotions you have held in for a long time. Your arms moved to around his neck and his went to your waist. You pulled away from him and heard a small whimper escape his mouth.

“I love you, Ricky Bowen.” You gushed. His eyes lightly widened along with his lips.

Ricky smashed his lips back to yours again. His smile grew wide into the kiss and he gripped your waist even tighter to pull you closer. You played with his hair and gave it a small tug, making Ricky let out a small groan. You detached your lips from his to look at him one more time. His cheeks were a deep shade of red and his lips were swollen. He couldn’t have looked more perfect to you.

His hands went under your butt and picked you up, bringing you on top of the counter and next to your flowers. He stood in between your legs and continued to kiss you. He detached his lips from yours and started to sprinkle kisses all over your face, starting at your cheeks, your nose, and all the way down your neck. You giggled at his excitement. You brought his face from your neck and in front of you to look at him. His eyes glowed, and you both took time to catch your breath again.

“Be mine.” Ricky whispered.

“What?” You asked hopefully.

“Be my girlfriend. I promise you won’t regret it.” He pleaded.

You let out a small laugh, “Yes, Ricky.”

Ricky let out a large cheer. He pulled you back in for a tight hug and lifted you off the counter and in the air while spinning around. He kept you up for a bit and you couldn’t stop laughing from how cute he was.

He put you down and quickly kissed your lips one last time, holding either side of your face. He pulled away and held your hand, picking up your flowers and letting you lead him to the door. You unlocked and opened it to reveal Red and Ashlyn holding hands.

“Hey guys, everything alright?” Red asked with a big smile after seeing the large bouquet.

“Yeah, everything is perfect.” Ricky smiled as he looked down at you, and you gave him a short kiss on his cheek.

“That’s cute. Well, everyone is looking for you two. I’m hosting a cast party at my house tonight and we’re about to head out. We’re just waiting on you two so we can take some group photos.” Ashlyn announced.

You tightened your grip on Ricky’s hand and brought it closer to you, “Sounds great, we can go right now.”

“Awesome, and, uh, Ricky?” Red spoke.

Ricky’s attention left yours and went to his best friend. “Yeah?”

“Maybe take off that lip gloss you have on before we go out there?” Ashlyn smirked as she sent you a sly wink before walking out with Red.

You glanced up at Ricky and saw your shiny, peach lip gloss stained his lips, and you couldn’t hold in your laughter. You grabbed a wipe from the makeup counter and gave it to your new boyfriend.

“How embarrassing!” He cried out, harshly wiping his mouth.

“There will be more where that came from, babe.” You beamed.

A/N - boom, the second part to practicing lines . probably my favorite imagine that i have ! let me know what u guys think !! love y’all xx