"Rita Rita Rita" 37 year old Ricky Wilson came over to her like an overexcited Labrador puppy. He came over and started playing with the ends of her blonde hair.
"What what what" 24 year old Rita Ora said turning to him and resting both hands in his shoulders.
"How are rehearsals going?" he said in his flirty tone.
"Great. How is team Ricky?"
"Gonna whip your ass" he said, lightly patting her bum and she pretended to look shocked but she laughed anyway.
"Is that right?!"
"Will and tom are at lunch break now...I came to ask you if you wanted to join me"
"Hmm...Nah. I’ll pass.” His face dropped like saying no to a child. “I’m kidding. I’d love to join you” she said laughing. She picked up her iPhone and followed Ricky out of her dressing room. The summer air was sticky even though the air conditioning was on high. Ricky undid his waist coat and undid his top button.
“Wow. It’s hot in here!” Ricky exclaimed.
Rita, dressed in a short white all in one, whipped Ricky’s waste coat out of his arms and placed it over her head to try and get cool. She swore a couple of times on their way to the canteen with Ricky laughing in front of her.
“Let’s go out” Ricky saw the massive queue in the canteen and he changed his idea of where to talk to Rita alone.
“Ricky, in this weather”
“No. I’m being serious. Manchester is a lovely city and my mate works in one of the pubs about half an hour from here. Come on” he took her hand, took out his phone and rang. “Hello can I have a taxi for Ricky Wilson at media city, Manchester please? Thank you”
As soon as they got outside of the venue, a yellow taxi pulled up to the venue. Ricky gave them the address and the driver drove off.
About 20 minutes in the journey, Rita accepted that they were lost. She tugged at Ricky’s jacket and gave him an exasperated look. He sighed and said
“Excuse me driver, how long will it be until we arrive at our destination?” he said as polity as possible.
“I’m afraid sir that the location that you’ve requested cannot be found” the driver said. He had such a strong Scottish accent; it was hard to even understand what he was saying.
Rita unwound the window of the taxi to find green fields.
“Why are we in the middle of a bloody field?!” Rita said.
“Ah yes. Madam I’m afraid we’re lost”
“Right that’s it! I’m walking” Rita said half angrily. She began to get out to the car when Ricky said
“How can you? We’re lost”
“I don’t care. Ricky we have 25 minutes to get back to the studio…” Rita jumped out of the cab.
“Feisty girlfriend you’ve got there…” the driver said getting out of the taxi to get the fare.
“She’s not my girlfriend…”
“Whatever you say…” the driver winked at Ricky. “That’ll be twenty five pounds”
Ricky handed the driver a ten pound note. He paid half the fare as they only got half way to a destination. The driver expected more. Ricky laughed in his face said
“Yeah right mate” and walked off behind Rita.
They walked for about ten minutes until they reached a river that was too wide to walk around and too long to jump.
“Give me your phone” Ricky said holding out his hand. Rita placed it in his hand and he threw it to the end of the river.
“What did you do that for?” she asked. Without answering after seeing the phone land safely on the grass a metre beyond the river, he threw his own phone. It landed safely next to Rita’s. He jumped down the shallow bank and let the water swallow his shoes up.
“Come on.” He said his arms out to pick her up. “Don’t worry. I’ll carry you across so you won’t have to get your shoes ruined” he smiled. She sat on his shoulders and as they wandered through the river bed. It came up to Ricky’s knees drenching his suit. As they got half way across the river, Rita said
“You’re an idiot you are”
“What? Why?”
She pointed to half a mile down the river…there was a small concrete pathway. He sighed.
“Oh well”
Ricky continued to walk across the river, swearing a couple of times as he stood on big stones and nearly fell over.
“If you bloody drop me…I’ll kill you”
Ricky knew how to flirt. He tumbled a bit as a joke.
“Woah. Woah. Rita.” He said laughing.
“You’re an idiot Ricky” He stood up straight again and something dropped into the river just in front of them. It splashed Ricky all up his waist coat. They looked up and saw a kid sitting in a tree. He had an iPhone and he was taking pictures of them.
“Oi, kid what you doing?” Ricky asked. The boy in the tree was around sixteen.
“This is gonna make me rich” he jumped out of the tree and ran off.
“Great. Just fucking great isn’t it” Ricky said.
“Hurry up Ricky” Rita said “We need to get to the studio”
“Tom I’ve found them!” a voice came out of the bushes, Rita felt Ricky jump from underneath her and he lost his balance. They both screamed as both Will and Tom came out from a bush. Rita grabbed onto Ricky’s head. They heard Will laughing as the water engulfed up to their necks.
“WILL” Rita screamed.
Ricky looked confused.
“How did you find us?”
Will waved his phone and said
“Find my iPhone…durr”
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Ricta (Stay With Me Because You're All I Need)
Fanfic*The hearts that weren't supposed to be connected*
