HEATHER | r.bowen✔️

HEATHER | chapter 3

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Seeing that tweet on her timeline didn't do Taylor much good, she felt jealousy rising trough her.

She thought having to hear him talk about this girl was bad enough, but now she has to see it aswell.

And god is this girl pretty. She gets what he sees in her.

She couldn't help her self and had looked at her twitter and then also looked up her instagram.

And this girl is so pretty, her long brown hair, her body, everything.

And she currently is very, very jealous of this girl she doesn't even know.

And she has a lot of thoughts in her head right now which she just needs to get out.

So, she grabs her guitar, an notebook and pen and starts writing her thoughts away.

Taylor hears her window being slide open and she instantly knows it is Ricky, cause this is the way they always enter each other bedrooms.

They have been doing this since they were 12.

Ricky had accidently pulled the head of her barbie doll off, and she refused to talk to him.

So after like two days if being ignored he was done with it and saw that her window was open.

So Ricky thought it was a good idea to use the tree between their houses to climb trough her window.

And they have been doing it since.

She watches as Ricky finally steps into her room, he makes his way to the bed where she is sitting.

As soon as he is on the bed he lays down besides her and pulls the girl into his side, allowing her to cuddle into his chest.

He runs his fingers trough her now blonde hair, not saying anything for a while as he just holds her close and lets her cry into his shirt.

Taylor realizes that them laying like this shouldn't be happening. If she was his girlfriend and he'd let another girl lay with him like this, she would not be happy.

But right now she doesn't care. She just is happy to be hold right now.

She honestly thought she wouldn't be crying over Ricky and Nini anymore, but here she is, and fuck does it hurt.

"Tay?" Ricky whispers softly. "Want to tell me what is going on?"

She shakes her head. Does she want to be able to talk about this with someone? Yes.

But she can't.

They will tell Ricky, without a doubt. just like, "Rick, you're hurting Taylor by being with Nini. She likes you." Or something like that.

Because they don't want to see her hurt. But she has ben dealing alone with this for like four years now, she can do this.

Ricky sighs, he doesn't like this. They always tell each other everything, and now she's keeping secrets.

He just wants to know what is making her so upset so he can help her.

He doesn't like seeing her like this.

"Please? Just let me in, Taylor."

"I can't." She whispers. "I- I just can't do that Ricky, I want to but I can not do that."

"Why not, Tay?" Ricky asks. "We tell each other everything."

"Not this." Taylor shakes her head. "I-i will be fine."

"Will you though? You don't seem like you will be fine." He admits.

"You know me, Rick. I get in my head to much." She reminds him.

"Then tell me what the problem is. Please." He sounds desperate, just wanting to help his best friend stop hurting.

She softly bites her lip. She could just tell a part of the truth right? About her insecurities lately? He won't figure out she likes him, but she still would have gotten something off her chest.

"I just am getting insecure again. I'm looking too much at others again and caring about their opinions." She admits.

It's not the first time she gets insecure, and he knows that. She had a time where she really cared about what others thought of her, and she still does but it never got that bad again.

Ricky sighs softly, he hates that she doesn't realize how pretty she is. "Their opinions don't matter, Tay. Only yours does."

"I just can't ignore it. It feels like everyone always is looking at me, judging me. And I hate it."

"No one is looking at you, sweetheart. That's just in your head." Sometimes Ricky would call her by petnames, especially when she is upset or insecure. And ahe absolutely loves it when he does it. It instantly makes her feel better.

And he knows that, it is why he uses them.

"I know that, I really do, but i can't just shake that feeling that it is not."

"You are beatiful. So, so beautiful Taylor. And I don't want you to doubt yourself." He tells her.

She lifts her head to look at him. "You mean that?"

He nods his head. "I do."

And he does. He always thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.