HSMTMTS SICKFICS: because I'm bored :/

Lie, Lie, Lie (E.J, Ricky and Gina)

Author's note: This story takes place during the spring semester when E.J is still a senior, Gina is a sophomore, and Ricky is a junior. Yes. I know that Lie, Lie, Lie isn't out yet but pretend it is for the sake of the story. I know that Josh wrote this song but I'm using it through Ricky's POV. Read to understand. Stream drivers' license. I'll be streaming, Lie, Lie, LIE when it comes out too.

E.J's POV:

"Mr. Caswell, it seems to me that you have strep throat. Its not a major case but I recommend that you go on vocal rest until you feel better. I'll prescribe some medicine. No talking for the next two weeks, we need your throat to heal since your a singer." My doctor said to me as I sat on the table in the doctor's office with my mom.

"Mom, you can't let him do this. Prom season is coming up and the musical is soon. I need to perform." I whined as my throat hurt and voice cracked.

"E.J, sweetie please listen to the doctor. You need to be on vocal rest until your throat heals. No talking for the next week or so. I'm sorry but that's the only way your throat will heal. I'll pick up the prescription from CVS today." My mom said to me stern;y while the doctor wrote the prescription.

I was really bummed because this meant that I couldn't play baseball since I was sick and I couldn't sing my song for Gina as a promposal. I don't even know if I'll get to be in the musical if I can't go to rehearsals. This sucks.

While my mom was driving to the nearest CVS to drop the prescription off, I decided to text the only person I knew who didn't fully hate me, who could write a song for Gina.

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Ricky's POV:

I was laying in my bed strumming my guitar, trying to come up with lyrics for a new song when my phone started buzzing with notifications. Why the hell was E.J Caswell texting me?

E.J Spazwell: Hey, I need a favor? PLS.

E.J Spazwell: I really need you to respond BOWEN its an emergency.

Ricky Bowen: What the hell do you want E.J?! Do you want to steal my girlfriend away from me for prom? Why the heck are you talking to me? We haven't talked since the musical ended. We don't even talk in rehearsal.

E.J Spazwell: Woah there Bowen you got an attitude or something? I really need help pls do me this favor.

Ricky Bowen: What do you need?

I typed as I ran a hand through my curls nervously, since I was texting the one and only E.J Caswell.

E.J Spazwell: I need you to write a song for Gina and sing it to her. I can't write a song to save my life and I can't sing. I got the news from my doctor that I have strep throat and am on vocal rest. I wanted to ask her to prom earlier in the week but I got sick.

Ricky Bowen: I'm sorry to hear about your throat. Why can't you do something else for your promposal that doesn't involve talking?

E.J Spazwell: Because I thought of this great idea to sing her a song and serenade her in the theatre where we met....

Ricky Bowen: You do realize that I'm taking Nini to Prom and doing this will make her think I'm cheating on her?

E.J Spazwell: Please help me. I really like her and Ashlyn is too busy with extra-curriculars to write a song. I'll show up when you sing to her so that she knows its from me.

Ricky Bowen: Ok. Fine. but you have to tell me why you like Gina so I know what to write about.

As soon as E.J texted me a sort of long paragraph about why he likes Gina and basically when he started to have a crush on her, I got to work and started writing song lyircs down in my notebook. In fact, I worked on this song for E.J and Gina until 2:30am. I guess you could say that I'm a good friend to them.

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*Two Weeks Later in the Theater*

E.J's POV:

I stood behind the red curtain while Ricky sang to Gina. I don't know how Ricky got her to arrive at the theater earlier than usual, but I was thankful for the favor he had done for me. My throat was feeling a bit better and the doctor said I wasn't contagious anymore since I had been taking antibiotics for a while.

You've been lyin' to yourself
Lie to everyone else
Only think about yourself
Darlin', what the hell?

I know what you say about me
I hope that it makes you happy
Can't seem to get me off your mind
Oh, I know you're lyin' through your teeth
Told them the lies that you told me
I've had enough of it this time

So you can lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Go ahead and try, try, try, try, try
It won't work this time, time, time, time, time
Kiss your ass goodbye, bye, bye, bye, bye
I'll kiss your ass goodbye

"That song is really good and catchy, Ricky. Is it about Nini or something? Why'd you tell me to come here before rehearsals?" I could hear Gina say from behind the curtain.

Oh shit. My plan isn't working as I thought.

"I actually didn't write this song for Nini. It's about you from someone else." I saw Ricky bite his lip since I hadn't peeked out from the curtain yet.

"Oh, who's it from?" I heard Gina say as I stepped out from behind the curtain to show my face.

"I'll leave you two to talk." Ricky said as he picked up his guitar and left the auditorium. 

"E.J what are you doing here? I'll kiss your ass goodbye? What is that supposed to mean?"Gina said nervously as she stood in front of me.

I knew that she had a crush on me. I've overheard her talking to Ashlyn about me before and she always glances at me in the halls but looks away.

"Please just hear me out. I commissioned Ricky to write the song for me since I had strep throat for the last two weeks, but I promise I am not contagious anymore. I took antibiotics and I feel better. My throat is still rough but I'm allowed to play sports again which is good. Anyway, I've seen you talk to Ashlyn about me when your at her house and you lie to your friends when you say you don't have a crush on anyone. Remember your first high school party? Some kid started a game of truth or dare and asked you if you had a crush on anyone at school? I knew you were lying at that party you always scrunched up your nose when you were lying. I noticed it. I've had a crush on you since the day I met you in this theater, and I know what you say to people about me isn't true. My point is that I really really like you Gina Porter but if you keep lying to yourself and telling people mean things about me you can kiss you ass goodbye because I don't want to be with someone who acts like a different person in school." I said as my voice cracked multiple times from still being soar. Damn it. Stupid sickness.

"Wait you want to be with me? like date me?" Gina said as she played with her fingers nervously.

"Well yeah, that's what I was trying to say but my voice was cracking. Will you be my date to Prom, Gina Porter?" I said as my voice cracked again.

Ah fuck it. My voice doesn't matter as long as she says yes.

"Yes! I've been waiting for someone to ask me. I know I'm just a sophomore, but all my dance team friends have dates." Gina said as she stood on her toes and kissed my cheek. 

"Just so we're clear, no more telling people that I'm the school bad boy. Okay? I want to make this official soon." I said while taking her hand.

"I'm sorry about that. I guess I just got the wrong impression about you from last fall. Just so we're clear your not contagious right?" Gina said while taking my hand.

"Hey we already cleared that up!" I said to her playfully as I ruffled a hand through her hair making her giggle.

Thank goodness I got over that stupid strep throat so quickly. Some people take a month to recover.