I like you so much it's kinda gross.

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The girl leans back against the pillow, one of her favorite fruits, a strawberry in her hand as she listens to Ricky rambling about why Harry Styles is the best artist

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The girl leans back against the pillow, one of her favorite fruits, a strawberry in her hand as she listens to Ricky rambling about why Harry Styles is the best artist.

"Come on, El you can't even disagree with me on this. His songs, his voice oh and he was in One Direction!"

She gives him a blank stare. "Name one One Direction song that's not a basic answer."

"What makes you beautifull." He answers  with a shoulder shrug.

"Everyone knows that one!" She exclaims.

"You name one then." He crosses his arms.

"Girl almighty. Where do broken hearts go. Temporarily fix. No control. Little black dress. Alive." She lists easily.

He blinks at her. "..I said one."

"I gave you a few options." She shrugs her shoulders. "Anyways, what about Taylor Swift?"

"She has good songs too! but come on, Harry Styles!"

"I'm a child of divorce."

"I thought your parents were still together?" He furrows his eyebrows.

She closes her eyes as she breathes in. "Rick... That's not- you know what nevermind. How about we talk about something else?"

"Fine." He sighs. "Speaking of parents, have you told them yet?"

She looks down, shaking her head.

"Eleanor." He groans. "You have to tell them about me."

"I know that! It's just harder then I thought." She admits.

"Why? Just say 'hey, remember Ricky? yeah so I lied and he isn't a friend, he actually is my soulmate!' It's not that hard!"

"Maybe for you, but I already told you how my parents think of soulmates. I just know for a fact that they won't like the fact that I met you. Hell they might even not let me see you anymore." She exclaims.

"They can't do that, Ellie." He says softly, placing his hand on her knee. "I won't let that happen. Besides there is no way I could stay away from you now."

"I'm just scared." She whispers. "I tried to tell them multiple times, but I just couldn't."

"Do you want me to tell them with you?" Ricky suggests.

She thinks about it for a few seconds. It sure would make her feel a lot better if he was there. "Yeah, I think that would make it easier."

"Okay, then we'll tell them together." He smiled at her. "When do you wanna do it?"

"Let's not ruin the last days of summer we have." She states. "You could come after the first day of school?"

"Okay, then we'll tell them then." He nods his head.

"So I have less then a week to mentally prepare myself. Great." She throws her head back.

The girl doesn't really want to tell them, but she knows Ricky is right. She has to tell them. She has been hiding it for the whole summer break now, how longer she waits how madder they will get.

Atleast Ricky will be there.

"Hey, I have something for you." Ricky feels that she is upset, and decided that giving her the gift might make her atleast a little bit happier.

"You do?" She tills her head at him. "But I didn't get you anything."

"That's fine." He turns his body to face her. "I actually wanted to ask you something."

Her eyes widden slightly. Is he gonna ask her to be his girlfriend? She actually was thinking of asking him that, with all the kissing they did, she thought they should atleast become a couple. "Oh?"

"Yeah," He chuckles nervously. "So it might be a bit early for this with how long we've known each other. But uh, I'm pretty sure about this. "I like you, I really like you, and I was wondering if you maybe wanted to be my girlfriend?"

A smile breaks out on her face. "Yeah." She nods her head.

"Yeah?" He repeats, a smile also forming on his face.

"Ricky Bowen," She places her hands on his cheeks. "I would love for nothing more then be your girlfriend." And she pulls him into a kiss.

He places his hands on her waist, pulling her closer to his body. They smile into the kiss, making it a bit diffecult.

Ricky is first to pull away. "Th-the gift."

"Oh, right." She giggles. "Although I doubt it will top this, you can try."

"I don't think anything is betger then being able to call myself your boyfriend so this definetly won't top it. But I saw it and thought of you."

He reaches into his pocket. "So seeing your arm is covered in those bracelets," He nods to her arms which has all kinds of colorful bracelets on them. "I'm not sure you can fit another one on that arm, but oh well."

He holds up a light blue bracelet. "I saw the charms on them, and juwt thought that's us. A dancer," He shows the charm of a ballerina on it. "And a skater." The other charm is a skateboard.

"Ricky." She gasps softly, leaning forward to get a closer look at it. "That's so cute! I love it. Thank you!"

"Need help putting it on? I can tie it." He suggests.

She nods her head, holding out her bracelett free wrist. "I don't think it'll fits with the rest." She chuckles.

"Probably not, no." He laughs, tying the blue bracelet around her wrist. "It matches with your outfit."

"It does." She looks down at her blue dress and blue converse.

"Now I'll have to get you something aswell." She decides, the question just is what.

" She decides, the question just is what

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