Ricky's POV*
I asked Lilah to meet me upstairs, I wasn't planning on telling her that I like her. But, its better now then never. "Ricky?" She called out. I quickly put my shirt on, and shut the guest room door. "Um.. Hey Lilah." I said, awkwardly scratching my neck. "Why did you ask me to meet you up here?" She asked, fiddling with her fingers. "Look, Lilah, I understand how we met like, 3 weeks ago, but I like you. I didn't want to say it when my longing for you first started to grow, cause that'd be creepy." I mumbled. She looked at me. "You like me?" She asked. I nodded slowly. She started to smile. "I kinda like you to, but I don't date people unless I know them a lot." She whispered, looking down. I sighed. "I know, but still." I mumbled.
Lilah's POV*
I couldn't process it when Ricky told me he liked me. 'It was four hours ago, get ahold of yourself.' My self conscience said. I groaned. I have to tell somebody. I decided to text Ivy. 'You were right, I guess he does like me.' I sent. She didn't reply, but instead a squeal was heard from downstairs. Next thumping on steps was heard. Then, my door slammed open. "I told you so!" She squealed again. "Shut up, he's in the next room." I whispered. "Sorry, I told you so!" She whispered back. I ushered her in, and shut my door. "What did you say back?" She smiled. "That I like him back, but its hard." I sighed, putting my face in my hands. "I can't believe I was right, I knew it. Now, time to start planning the wedding. And the honey moon!" She cheered. "Hold up. That's way to much. He probably doesn't see 'our' future that far anyways!" I shushed her. She slumped her shoulders. "Whale, that's no fun." She pouted.
Chris's POV*
"Wait, so you told her?" I asked Ricky. Ivy choose for me and Ricky to share a room, then the other boys share a room. "Yeah. She said she kinda likes me too, but, its complicated for her." He muffled out. "Move the pillow away from your face. How is it complicated for her?" I asked. "She doesn't date people who she doesn't know a lot." He said. I looked at him. "Dot give up on her. Chase her. Make her feel like you're the one." I shrugged. "Fine, I'm going out for food, wan any?" He asked. "Uh.. Yes! E me Taco Bell!" I answered.
Lilah's POV*
Ivy thought it'd be funny to keep teasing me, and saying how she's always right. "Ivy, stop. Me an him will never date. Besides, I bet he only makes me wanna feel better." I sighed. "Why would he do that? You're amazing, Lilah." She said, in this high pitch voice. "Ugh! Why. Do. You. Have. To. Keep. Bringing. This. Up?" I asked. "Because. I see your future, baby Ricky's running around." She smiled evilly. "What babies? I don't see my future with kids. If anything. Only one." I sighed, clearly annoyed. "Just wait." She said, disappearing from my room. I laid my head down on a pillow.
After dinner, Spaghetti, I sat down at the bar in the kitchen. I sat there not even noticing Ryan who sat next me. I just sat there thinking. "Hey. Hey. Hey." Ryan repeated, poking my arm. I looked at him. "Yeah?" I asked. "You okay?" He questioned. "Yeah, just thinking." I answered. He nodded. "What are you thinking about?" He asked. "Things that happened." I said, shrugging. He nodded, and got up. "I'll talk to you later, I'm heading to bed. It's been a busy day for me." He yawned, making the yawn weird. I smiled. "Goodnight Ryan." He headed upstairs, and I sat there still. Today, was weird.
I'm thinking of making a time skip to their next tour. Should I? °
