PAPER RINGS || R. bowen ✔️

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THIS HAS TO BE ABOUT HIM. Who else gave her paper rings? This song she wrote is written about them, It can't be about anyone else.

Paper rings are their things, however that's not what is chatching his attention right now.

"You' re the one I want." She likes him aswell? The realization that Ophelia liles him back is kicking in.

holyshit. Ricky shakes his head in disbelieve, the girl he thought would never like him back had an song written out about how she would marry him with paper rings.

"Okay, so I got oreo's, some skittles cause I'm craving them and-" Ophelia stops in her tracks as she notices him holding an note book, and the first thing she makes out of it is the letters 'paper rings' written above of it.

Her eyes widden as she realizes he read a song where she basically confesses her feelings and how she would marry him with paper rings.

Ricky turns around, an expression on his face where she can't understand what he thinks about it. "You'd marry me with paper rings, huh?"

Ophelia feels the blood rush trough her face, oh fuck. This is embarrassing, she's gonna get rejected by her crush, and then their friendship will never be the same.

With flushed cheeks she stumbles forward, taking the book out of his hand and closing it, Why did he decide to open this anyways and just read it, he never heard of boundaries?

Ricky can't help but chuckle, it is rare for the girl to get flushed around him, so seeing this is kinda finny.

And cute.

She looks really cute with her red cheeks.

"You can't just go trough my stuff!" She exclaims, holding the book close to her chest, yeah she doesn't want him to read the other stuff in that book.

Their might be like a few other songs about him in there.

"Why, I thought we had no secrets, apparently you do though." Ricky crosses his arms, he doesn't know why he just isn't confessing his feelings aswell, but he is kinda liking seeing her like this.

He also didn't know where this sudden confidence is coming from, but he isn't complaining because seeing her react like this is definetly worth it.

The brunette closes her eyes, fuck. Now he knows she likes him, and here he is, playing games with her.

"If you are just gonna act like this, I'd rather have you tell me that you don't like me back."

"But then I would be lying." Ricky shrugs his shoulders, the words so casual escaping his lips it almost seems like he didn't just admit his feeling for her.

"What?" As soon as his words kick in, that was the first thing coming to mind, He likes her?

No way, this so is just a sick prank and he is gonna yell sike in her face any second now.

"I do, Ophelia." He breathes out, suddenly the confidence completely dissapeared, He just admitted his feelings, no going back now.

"I like you, and I wasn't going to tell you cause I thought you didn't like me back and was scared to ruin our friendship. But now I know you do like me, Why not admit it?"

Ophelia is completely lost for words, she doesn't know what to say, she can't believe he likes her back.

12 year old her would be acreamong right now.

"You like me?"  She points to her self, disbelieve clear in her tone.

"Yeah." He answers simply, not entirely sure what else he could say to that.

"Me?" She asks again, pointing to her self, she couldn't believe his words, it all seemed to be to good to be true.

Ricky chuckles, stepping forward and taking the girl's hands in his. "You." He comfirms.

She looks down towards their hands before looking back up at his face. "Holy shit." She mutters under her breath.

he stares back at her, both admiring the other, hiw close they suddenly are, their eyes looking even prettier from this close.

How their hair frames their faces perfectly.

And lips. Oh how bad he wants to kiss those lips which are covered with lipgloss. What taste would they have?

"Hey Lia?" He asks, voice hoarse as his eyes move from her eyes to her lips.

"Yeah?" She breathes out, her eyes doing the exact same.

"CanI kiss you?" If she says no this would be really awkward.

"Yeah." She nods her head, the one thing she needs right now is feeling his lips on hers, taste his lips.

That's all it took ad he leans forward, at first it was just a brush, till Ophelia fully closed the distance between them and let their lips fully touch.

They let go of each other's hands, know moving towards her cheek where he rest it, the ofher laying on her waist.

She moves her hand towarda his neck, fingers combing trough the curls in that area.

Ricky then leans back when they both feel the need of air, even though none of fhem wanted to stop.

"Hmm." He humms licking over his lips. "Cherry."