𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢 - 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐮

𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭

NINI'S POV

it was one of those situations; i didn't like it, but i didn't necessarily have a reason not to like it besides the fact that it was slightly uncomfy for me. why? wasn't sure. and i didn't really not not like it, i just didn't really know how else to feel about it.... it was weird. 

and oddly unsettling. 

shoving a piece of pineapple in my mouth (only letting a smile slip because of how perfect it was) i shot another glance in ricky and nova's direction. they had to have been talking for at least 45 minutes now, maybe an hour. i got sick of it after five minutes of that pretty little hawaiian princess batting her eyelashes at ricky. my ricky. 

NOT my ricky. my.... dude i hired to write about me who's name is ricky. not to mention he is here with me. does that not say enough in itself? 

even so, ricky and nova were still holding a conversation after i walked away, and ricky seemed to be at least a little invested opposed to completely uninterested at all. why would he do that? he doesn't even know her. she literally could be a spy or a serial killer plotting ways to kill him secretly or worse. 

how does he not see that? 

okay, maybe i'm overacting, but there are risks ya know!

either way, or whatever she was, i was standing alone in my dream destination, eating pineapple while staring longingly at a guy i don't even feel romantically about. 

what are you talking about. YES, you DO. 

if there was a way to shut off my brain i would've done it ages ago. but then i'd be dead. okay maybe not- 

BUT ANYWAYS, getting off topic here, do you know how sad this is right now? i should be having the time of my life but instead of pining?? what good has pining ever gotten me? i don't know i've never done it! sure, i've admired guys, but only for a few minutes, and hour at most. and why ricky? why was this happening, why is life doing me like this. 

i want to cry and scream and kiss him.

WHAT?? HUH?? KISS HIM? WHERE DID THAT EVEN COME FROM?

"teeny?" 

"HOLY-" i shouted, basically running into ricky's chest as i turned to face him. my heart did a literal leap in my chest, and it was thumping so loud, i was almost scared that i was, like, in jumanji or something rather. "you scared me!" i exclaimed, placing a hand over my heart and taking a deep breath. 

"yes, i noticed that." ricky responded with a raised eyebrow. "you good?" 

i nodded quickly, trying to smile without looking like i might self implode. which i might. "fantastic." 

was that convincing? that wasn't convincing. this is why my dreams of becoming an actress died so fast. 

ricky nodded, but obviously since i wasn't convincing (gotta work on that), he looked concerned. "okay," he muttered slightly before adding. "sorry about leaving you alone for so long. nova and i got into a conversation about journalism and i got caught up." 

wow, journalism! they have something in common! something to talk about! suddenly, i feel so much worse.

but on the bright side, it's a good sign that he apologized so quickly. the real question is do i forgive him just as fast?

"no worries, ricky." i replied with a smile. okay, i guess we are forgiving him. that was a rash decision. "i was just enjoying the pineapple and the view." and pinning over you. hey, that rhymes. before i could blurt out anything else stupid, i lifted a piece of the yellow fruit. "want some?"