"I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings."
Or in which Ophelia and Ricky are childhood best friends turned into lovers.
Ricky Bowen au
Ricky Bowen x fem!oc
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"SO WHAT'S THE MOVIE TONIGHT?" Richard Bowen asks, wrapping an arm around the girl her shoulder as he catched up on her right by her locker.
"I was thinking some disney classic, like lemonade mouth?" Ophelia suggests as they walk out of the school.
"Again?" Ricky groans, lemonade mouth is Ophelia's favorite disney movie, leading into them watching it a lot.
Ophelia rolls her eyes at her curly headed friend, watching as he grabs his car keys from his pocket. "Fine, you choose."
Ricky humms as he is in thought for a few seconds, trying tk come uo with what too watch. "How about we rewatch an disney serie?"
As the two stop at his car they both open their doors, Ophelia sitting in the passenger seat as Ricky is driving.
"Like wizards of waverly place?" He continues, starting the car as he waits for her answer.
"Ooh I like that." Ophelia smiles, she hasn't seen that show in a long time, and rewatching it could be fun, especially with Ricky there. "I approve."
"Great, You'll be at my house after dinner?" He asks, driving out of the school's parking lot.
"Yep." She plops the 'p' as she leans back in the chair, "Oeh! I just remember that Max became good looking in the last season!" Ophelia suddenly exclaims excited.
Ricky rolls his eyes at the brunette once again, the girl is litterally always crushing on fictional characters.
Ophelia huffs as she notices him rolling eyes, sticking out her tongue at him in an joking manner causing him to chuckle at her childish actions.
"You're staying the night?" He asks, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel as he watches the road.
"Even if I said no I will stay over anyways. Or I fall asleep while watching or I'm too tired to go back home." Ophelia points out, yeah it had happened a lot of times before, even though her house is litterally next door.
"Fair point." Ricky agrees, pulling into their street. "Guess that means I'll have to hide my shirts from you."
She tends to steal the boy his shirts, can you blame her though? The shirts are extremelly comfortable and they smell like him.
"Rude." She pouts as she unbuckles her belt, opening her car door and stepping out just like he does.
Ricky turns around so he is walking backwards as they both walk toward their front doors. "I'll just put your favorite apart."
Ophelia grins at his words, turning her head to face him as she unlocks the door. "I would've grabbed it anyways."
"I know, but that way you won't stumble on other hoodies you decide to steal." He says, opening his door as he leans against the door opening.
