Love is a Broken Window | Cricky [C]

52 | Worldly

| Ricky's POV |

I was surprsingly nervous. Chris and I never had a formal date. This, it felt so official, and that made my nerves shake. At the same time I was oddly happy. We're moving towards being official! This is exciting! 

We were in a hotel room. Devin was on the bed, on his laptop. I walked out of the bathroom and faced him. 

"Do I look decent?" I asked. I was wearing a sleeveless button down and black skinny jeans. 

"You look fabulous." He muttered.

"You didn't even look!" I whined. 

Devin sighed and looked up from his laptop. "You look handsome. Chris is a lucky man." 

I blushed. "Th-thanks, Devin."

"You're welcome." He responded. There was a knock at the door and I tensed up. Devin snicked, pushing his computer off his lap. "I'll get it." He said as he got up. Devin opened the door and turned to me. "It's just the guys. It's okay." 

I sighed out of relief. Balz and Ryan walked in. They both fell on the bed, getting comfortable in my room. 

"You look nice." Balz teased as he leaned back on the bed. 

"Yeah, who's the lucky guy? Hooking up with a high school fling or something?" Ryan asked. 

Devin started laughing under his breath. My cheeks started to burn from embarrassment. I guess they're going to find out anyways. 

"Not exactly." I replied sheepishly. "It is an old friend..."

"Do we know him?" Ryan asked. 

"Mhm." Dev smirked. 

 Balz sat up a bit, saying, "Just spill already!" 

"It's um... Chris and I... We decided to try seeing each other." 

They both smiled like idiots. Before they could tease me about it, there was a strong knock at the door. Devin got up again and opened it. I walked over by the window, slipping on my vans and taking my jewelry off the window seal. I slipped my key necklace over my neck, then wrapped my bracelets around my wrist as I heard the guys talk. 

"Got a hot date, tonight, Chris?" Balz asked as he fought a laugh. 

"Ricky told you guys?" He sounded embarrassed! 

"Yeah, well, we kind of forced it out of him." Ryan replied. 

I finished sorting myself out, then turned around to face him. He looked so fucking handsome. Chris was wearing a white dress shirt, with the top few buttons undone. His jeans were rather tight... fuck. Chris looked me up and down, making me rather embarrassed. I wrapped my arms around myself and glanced away as I blushed. 

"You look beautiful." He gasped. 

I started to smile. "R-really?" 

"Yes." He reassured me. 

"I don't mean to interrupt," Devin spoke. "but, Chris I don't care if you're our band mate and best friend. You're still a boy, about to take him out, and you could potentially hurt him. You know, if you hurt him, we will kill you."

"If anyone knows how to dispose of a body, it's Devin." Ryan added. 

Chris took a deep breath. "I understand. I wouldn't dream of hurting him, but if I did, I would hope you would put me at the bottom of a fucking ocean." He chuckled. Then he glanced over at me, and back at Devin. "I promise, I will do everything in my power, to give him the world."

Devin stared a moment. Then he smirked, walking back to the bed. "Good."