Here Comes Forever || Rallison

7

Allison's POV

My alarm goes off, and I am so thankful that the weekend is over. All I did was sit in my room all day trying to avoid my parents as much as I could. I swear, I've seen enough cat videos and watch enough movies to last me a year or two.

I slip on my flower print dress and a pair of wedges before grabbing my bag and running out the door. I make sure to grab a bottle of water and a bagel when I pass the kitchen. Luckily, neither of my parents-who are both watching TV-notice me leaving.

I hop into my silver Honda and start my drive to school. This jerk who thinks he's from fast and furious decides to ride my butt to school the whole way, but other than that, the drive was fine.

The parking lot at school is almost empty, obviously from all of the seniors skipping. It's getting closer to graduation, so it's common for the whole senior class to just skip Mondays. I'd be shocked if Riker decides to actually show up today.

I pull my car into its spot, and to my surprise, Riker's blue jeep is just parked a few cars down.

To be honest, I'm really nervous to see him. I know he's going to talk about how much he wishes I would've gone surfing with him, or how we should go this weekend, or just surfing in general. I really don't want to disappoint him and tell him that I'm afraid, because he could take it one of two ways: think I'm not good enough, or two, force me to go with him to get over my fear. I do not want to do either of those two things. 

I get out of my car and walk towards the school. My eyes wander, trying to find him, but then all of a sudden I feel someone grab my arm.

"Alli! Hey beautiful!" Riker pulls me into a hug and gives me a kiss.

"Hey babe" I try hard to not sound anything other than happy, but my voice comes out like I'm annoyed. Riker instantly notices.

"What's wrong? Did your parents say something? Because I'm really getting done with them telling you-"

"No, they're fine." His eyes look confused.

"Then what is it?"

"It's nothing."

I feel bad. It's not just the surfing thing that's eating me alive. On Sunday, Ross posted a picture of him, Riker and some girls at a restaurant. I keep getting this nervous feeling that maybe he doesn't like me as much anymore, now that I'm going away and especially because of my parents.

"I know there's something wrong, what is it Alli?" This is more of a demand than a question.

The bell rings, and I sigh in relief. I start to walk away toward my homeroom, but Riker grabs my hand again.

"We need to talk later."

The words run through my veins like ice. My arms and legs are instantly covered in goosebumps, and I almost feel like crying. Nothing good ever comes from those words.

All day, my mind is replaying his words. The way he said them, the way his eyes flickered when the words left his mouth..

"Miss Holker, can you tell me the answer to this problem?" Mr. Smith wakes me from my thoughts, and I look at the board.

I am horrible at math, and he obviously called on me because I wasn't paying attention. I respond with a simple "I don't know" and everyone in the room giggles. The heat rushes to my cheeks, and I know my face is beat red.

The rest of my classes go by quickly, which I am thankful for. But the moment the final bell rings, a huge rush of anxiety runs through me. My brain starts thinking of ways I could avoid Riker, or if I should just tell him the truth, or if I should just make up an excuse for everything. All I can think of is him with another girl, and it makes me feel nauseous.

When I leave the building, I am thrilled to see that Riker is nowhere to be found. I rush to my car, and I'm shocked when I hop inside and drive away. I've actually avoided him for the first time in our relationship. The guilt rises in me, but then at the same time I don't want to have to talk to him about everything.

My driveway is completely empty, which means I have the house to myself. I grab my bag from the passenger seat and run into the house.

"Why would you avoid me?" Riker is sitting at my kitchen counter.

"How did you get here?"

"I had Rocky drop me off. We skipped last period and he left me here and went back to get Rydel. But that's not the question. Why were you avoiding me?" His voice is tense.

I lie.

"I didn't see you, so I just decided to come home. I figured we would talk before going to dance."

"Well I'm here now, let's talk." He pats the chair next to him, and I hesitate before sitting down.

My heart is pounding, and I can feel my hands shaking as I put my bag on the floor. I'm praying that this doesn't end like I think it will.

"What was wrong with you this morning? Be honest with me." His hand wanders over to mine, and when it wraps around mine, a little bit of anxiety leaves my body.

"I was just upset about something."

"What? Was it me?"

"I just saw the picture from yesterday. It made me feel really childish that I'm 18 and I was grounded."

"The picture at the restaurant? Alli, those girls were just fans of the band. They said they've heard us on YouTube and they love our videos! Is that what this is all about? Those girls?" His eyes look sad, but I couldn't be more happy.

"Really? I'm sorry, I guess I just overreacted."

I put my face in my hand, and his hand rubs my cheek. The lightest touch from him comforts me in a way that nobody else can understand.

"I love you so much, Allison. I never want anybody else. Just you, you know that."

He kisses my cheek and pulls me off of my chair and onto his lap. I feel his arms wrap around me and squeeze me as tight as they can. The stress just slips from my body as the seconds pass by in his arms.

"Say that you love me back."

"I love you, Riker. Don't ever forget that." I kiss him, and the kiss just keeps getting more and more intense. There are so many emotions between us, this kiss is just letting all of them go.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

The drive to dance class is so different than most. Riker's hand never leaves my thigh, and it's almost silent. Other than the music playing quietly on the radio, there is no noise. I think we are both nervous about Mr. Hough. We have seen people who skip before get lectured and yelled at and have to do certain things because they didn't go to class.

When we pull up to the school, Riker jumps out of the jeep and runs around to my side, opening my door and picking up my duffle bag and slouching it over his back. I get out of the car and he grabs my hand, and we both walk into the building together.

Peeta is standing outside of the practice room, and when she sees me her lips turn into a frown.

"He's gonna kill you! Why would you skip this close to competition?!" She scolds me, and I really don't want to hear it from her right now. She doesn't have two parents who shut down her dreams of being a professional dancer.

Riker and I take a deep breath together and walk into the classroom. Everybody is in the corner stretching, and when they see us, they all get up and walk out of the room. He obviously has told them what to do when we came in.

"Mr. Lynch and Miss Holker, let's get started."

Sorry I haven't updated recently, this week has been insane for me! I had to do like 3 projects for school and my prom is this Saturday omg I'm so excited!

Anyways, how do you all like the story?

If you want to help me out, comment ideas for one of Riker and Allison's dates!

Love you guys, thank you for the support!

XOXO,

Maggie