Chapter 8

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Ricky's POV:

I see Ally start shaking.

Then she passes out onto me.

I start freaking out.

"What happened?" I ask Alyssa and Izzy.

"She had a panic attack. She just needs to rest. Calm down." Izzy says.

"Connor bring her up to your room?" Alyssa asks Connor.

"No I'll bring her to mine." I say.

Then I pick her up and bring her to my room.

As I put her down her sleeve rolled up a bit and there was something on her forearm.

I roll her sleeve up to her elbow and her arm is covered in cuts.

I feel tears in my eyes but I don't blink them away.

I let them stream down my face.

How can someone so amazing do this to them self?

I roll up here other sleeve and the same thing is there.

Connor's POV:

"They're totally gonna date." I hear Alyssa say.

"Yep." Izzy replies.

Ally and Ricky? Date?

I don't know how I feel about that.

I mean Ricky is a great guy but do I want him dating my sister?

Ricky's POV:

I roll her sleeves down.

I know what to do.

I will treat her like a queen because she deserves to be happy.

The one question buzzing around in my head is 'do I like Ally?' And I think I have an answer.

I do.

I've only known her for two days but I know she's the one.

And I will show her how much she means to me.

I look at the clock and see it's already midnight. So I take my spot on the floor, close my eyes, and drift off to sleep.

Ally's POV:

I wake up and I'm in Ricky's room again.

I should probably go back to my house.

Haven't been there in a while.

When I look around I see blankets on the floor but nobody is there.

I get up and go downstairs.

Ricky's up but nobody else is.

"Morning beautiful." Ricky says to me.

I feel myself blush.

I look at the floor like its the most interesting thing in the world.

He stands up and moves closer to me.

He puts his finger on my chin and pushes my head up to look at him.

"Don't hide your blush. It's cute." He says to me.

I blush even more.

Do I like Ricky?

I think I do.

But I should stop because he would never like me back.

I mean who would.

I'm just me.

"I haven't been home in two days. I should probably go home." I tell him.

He looks sad but I'm probably just imagining it.

"Okay well you're always welcome here." He tells me.

"You can come over and hang out if you want. I mean you don't have to if you don't want to." I tell him.

"No I would love to." He says.

-skip drive-

Once we arrive at my house I see a car there and it looks extremely familiar.

But it can't be.

I go up and open the door.

I thought I locked it.

I walk inside and as soon as I open the door I see the man I never wanted to see again standing there.

"Dad what are you doing here?"

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