Sweet darling

~Chapter 2~

I couldnt get any sleep last night. Im gonna call Rings, maybe hes doing something with the band. "Hey Ace," Ringo said to me. "Hi," I responded, grateful that he answered. "So..uh..about last n-night, im sorry," he said, in a serious tone. "Sorry about what?" I asked him. "About the..the kiss," he said quietly. I laughed. "Are you laughing at me?!" Ringo asked, offended. "Yes! I don't understand why you're sorry," you say, laughing harder. "Well because we're just bloody friends and friends don't kiss each other on the lips," Ringo said, laughing. "There he is," I said quietly. "We're practicing at Pauls," Ringo said. "Ill be there," I said, reassuring him. "I know," he said.

I went to Pauls and heard them in the garage. "Hi.." I said quietly. I was scared to see Ringo again, especially since everything he said earlier today. "I didn't think you would come," George said to you. "Why wouldn't I?" I asked. He looked over at Ringo who was just sitting in his chair. "Hasnt said a word since last night," George said. Fuck! Was it me? I knew it was wrong. I started to feel my hands get sweaty and I were short of breathe. "Ace? You ok?" George asks you. "Im..I need to be alone," I say, running past him. No, not now. I was having a panic attack. I just needed to breathe. Breathing started turning into hyperventilating, which turned into crying. I needed to talk to Ringo. I splashed cold water on my face. I walk back into the garage and everyone was looking at me. I took a deep breath, and walk towards George. I can always talk to Ringo later. "Take 5 everyone," Paul said, looking at me. Is it Ringo?" Paul asks. "No, well yes, well its both of us. I shouldn't of kissed him, it ruined everything," I say. I was being overdramatic, but I didn't want to loose him. "I doubt that. I bet he's still in shock. That was his first kiss, and mine too," George said. "Yeah ill talk to him," I said, now confident. I walked up to him and he lifted his head so his eyes could meet mine. The look in his eyes made me regret everything. It was fear, and shock. I just hugged him. And he hugged me back. The hug led to me sitting on his lap. "Im sorry," he muttered. "Its ok, really," I said and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Not for that, for this," and soon as he said that he picked me up like a bride. "Wha- put me down. Richie stop. Put me down!" I yelled at him but he carried me over to Pauls pool. "You wouldn't dare," I said, looking at him. And with that he threw me in Pauls pool. "Richard! I am going to kill you!" I yelled. Ringo began running to the back into the garage and the others looked at him like he was insane. "Guys, come here, quick!" Ringo called to them. "Pool party!" George yelled, before jumping in. "Woohoo!" Paul said, cannonballing. "Me next!" John said. It was me and these 4 idiots versus the world. "You gonna get in?" I asked Ringo, taking off my shirt. It was soaking wet. "Uh..i don't know. Probably not. Also put your shirt back on!" He said. "I cant! Give me yours," I said to Ringo. Before I could put it on George whistled at me, and I rolled my eyes at him. "Nice tits," Paul yelled. John looked me up and down and smiles. Pervs. A bunch of pervs. "Hurry!" I said to Ringo. "Ok!" He said, giving his shirt to me. "You have nicer tits than me," I said to Ringo, and he laughed. "Come here, you have an eyelash on your face," you say to him. "Oh? Where?" Ringo asked. Right..THERE," I said, pushing him in the pool. "Payback!" I yelled at him. "You don't get away with it that easily," he screamed at me. He got out of the pool and ran to me. "Stop your wet!" I yelled again. "You are too," he said, and started ticking me. "Stop it, I cant breathe," I exclaimed, my cheeks hurting from laughing so hard. "Im gonna go get a towel and dry off," he said.

After Rings came back he grabbed my arm and made me run somewhere with him. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Its a surprise, love," he said. "Cant it wait?" "Nope," he said, giving me a toothy smile. He took you around Pauls house and into the woods. "Why are we here?" I asked him. I was actually starting to get annoyed. "Hold on," he said. "Take your shirt back, you're gonna get scratched up," I said. He already was a little bit. "And let you get hurt? No way," he said, pulling me into a hug from behind. "Ok, but if you get hurt its your fault," I warned him. "Close your eyes," he said, he said covering your eyes with his hand. "Alright, open," he said. I opened my eyes to see a beautiful sunset. "Wow! Its so pretty," I say. The sky was swirling with cool toned colors. The clouds looked fake, and the houses looked like they were painted. "You know whats prettier?" Ringo said. I blushed a little. "What?" I ask. "Paul," he said. "Are you serious right now," I ask him, and he just laughs. "Im kidding it's obviously George," Ringo says. "Alright we're gonna have a problem," I said to him. He laughs harder. I laugh too. "Its you. You're prettier than any view of a sunset, or sunrise. If I had to pick between a view of you or a view of Earth on the moon, you would always be my choice," he says to me. I wanted to hold his hand, kiss him, do something. "Uhm..we should get back now," I said, breaking the awkward pause. "Yeah," Ringo said, sighing.

"Were the fuck have you guys been? Just shag in the pool next time," John said. "First of all, language,  and second of all, we just went to look at the sunset," Ringo said. I nodded in agreement. "We have school tomorrow, we all should probably go to sleep," you say, checking your watch. "Shit, we do," Paul said. "Can I sleep at your house Ringo? I don't feel like walking that far, especially in wet pants," I asked him. "I.." he said, hesitating. "No its fine I'll walk home. Bye guys!" I said. It was uncomfortable, but I was fine. "Ace, wait!" It was George. "Yeah?" "Get back here," he said, waving. "What? Is everything ok?" I asked. "Ringo just had something he wanted to tell you," George said, with a wink. "What is it drummer boy?" I ask him. "You can stay over, its just my mom is home and shes gonna ask a million questions," Ringo said, flustered. "Why is your face so red? Are you ok?" I asked him, feeling his forehead. "Y-yeah," he said, laughing. "You guys are so cute together," Paul said. "What?" I said to him, confused. "If love was a kaleidoscope you would only see one color," John said. What does that even mean? "Ready to go love?" Ringo asked. "Yeah, i guess. Want your shirt? It might get cold," I stated. "Ill be fine, I don't want you to get sick," he insisted. "Alright, then lets go. Goodnight boys, night George," I said to them. "Its kinda dark," I said. "Yeah," Ringo said in agreement. "Hey, are you cold? Because I am,"  I said, chuckling. "Well of course I am, im shirtless," he said. "Are we almost there? I want lay in your bed, face down, and sleep," I said with a sigh. "We're almost there I promise," Ringo said, putting his head on my shoulder. I gave his cheek a pinch. "Ow," he said dramatically. "Youre fine."

"We're here shortie," he finally says, patting my head. "Hey! Im not that short!" I argue. "You're shorter than me and that says a lot darling," he says. "Im gonna have to wear your clothes tomorrow," I say blushing. "Yeah, i guess you are," he stated. "Is it me or has George been acting weird?" He seems to be more flirty. "Don't really think so. But Im gonna kill him tomorrow," Ringo says. "What why?" I ask, confused. Geo didnt do anything wrong. Wait, is it because of what he did when he saw my tits? Ah shit. "Because of his..actions when he s-saw you in a..ya know," he trailed off.  "You mean you wanna kill him for whistling when he saw my tits," I explained. "Yeah," he said. "Not to bother you, but do you have some pants I could change into. I don't mind sleeping with you shirt on, its just my pants are wet," I ask. "Oh, my bad, of course," he says, handing me pants. "Its really cold," I said, laying in his. It was true. "Come here, Ill warm you up," he said. He put his hand on my back and started rubbing it. I knew I was gonna fall asleep soon. "Im gonna fall asleep," I whisper to Ringo, but he doesn't stop. Its nice though. I feel like im melting with every touch. I turn over, which shocked Rings to say the least. "I have to return the favor," I say, looking down at his lips. I don't why but I want to kiss him. I don't like him, I cant like him. "Richie," you say, looking him deep in his blue eyes. "Yes my sweet darling?" he says to me. My face went from pink to red. "I think..never mind its not important," I say, before I made a terrible mistake. Ringo grabbed my hand and it caught me off guard. "You can tell me anything, im always here for you my sweet darling," he said as he kissed my hand. "I cant tell you now, but later," I tell him. "I get it. George, hes nice, funny, you both flirt with each other, I understand," Ringo says, letting go of my hand.  He sounded disappointed. "I don't like George, well not as much as someone else," I say. "Wanna tell me who?" He asks. "Not really, who do you like though?" I ask. I was actually curious about this. "I like..I like someone, but its not important who," he says turning red. "Goodnight Richie," I say to him, holding his hand. "Goodnight sweet darling," he says, kissing my forehead.