EJ told Ricky he likes him and things are kinda awkward between them.
Ricky POV:
I'm walking into Starbucks to get coffee and to study, I know me studying that's crazy. But I can't blow this final coming up. I order and sit down at a table, I get out my chemistry notes. But something catches my eye, EJ, What's he doing here, oh crap he's walking over here.
"Hi Ricky, can I sit here?" He asks as he walks up to my table.
"Uh..... sure."
"Thanks. Whatcha doin?" He asks once she sits across from me.
"Studying, I have a chemistry final next week."
"Oh, well if you need some help I can surely give you some. I have all A's so."
"Good for you, why did you come over here?"
"Because I wanted to talk to you, see how you were doing after I dropped that bomb on you last night."
"Oh, it was a bit shocking."
"Yeah, I'm not the best at communicating."
"Me neither." I chuckle.
"I know I've already said this but you did really good last night. Even after you choked up."
"Yeah, thanks for having my back and taking over."
"Of course, I really am a good person. I know it might not seem that way right now but if you give it time you might see it."
"I'll do my best. I like giving second chances, maybe we can start over now that the year is almost over."
"Yeah, I'd like that." He smiles.
"Oh, I gotta get my coffee. Just a sec." I get up and grab my coffee and muffin.
"Okay, I gotta study."
"Want some help?"
"Uh sure, why not."
He gets up and sits next to me.
"Oh, I probably should have made sure it was ok for me to sit next to you."
"It's okay."
"Okay, just makin sure."
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"Wait. So you used to eat crayons?!" He asks.
"Wanna try a bit of my muffin?"
"Ah don't change the subject."
"Okay, yes but I was 5!"
"But you said you did it until you were 9!"
"EJ."
"What?"
"Muffin?"
"Is it poisonous?"
"Why would I poison my own muffin."
"I don't know?"
"No, it's not."
"You sure?"
"Yes, just take a bite." I hold it in front of him.
"Okay." He takes a bite of it.
"Well?"
"Mm, that's good. Can I have some more?"
"What no, go get your own muffin."
"Okay." He gets up and walks towards the counter.
I get up and fallow him.
"I didn't say I wouldn't pay for it."
"Awe, Ricky Bowen has a heart."
"Of course I do, if I didn't I would have poisoned you with that muffin."
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"Thank you for helping me." I get up from the table and start grabbing my things.
"Any time, oh and if you want to just hang out.... Let me know."
"Oh, thanks. Do you think we could hang out sometime this week?"
"Sure, how about tomorrow?"
"It's a date."
AN
This is from another draft in another story of mine.
Thx for reading
