R5 Imagines and Preferences

Riker and Summer: Rydel Wouldn't Worry. (Admitting Feelings)

hey babe can you write an over the top adorable piece so i can have a crap ton of feels to get my mind of stupid boys in my life

I had an idea, and some extra free time I didn't know I was going to have.

Also this is Summer, she's my bestestestest friend and loves R5 with me! <3

Summer's POV

"I'm telling you dude, the first three Star Wars are way better than the final three." My friend Ross argued. I rolled my eyes, looking at my best friend Rydel, who sat on the lap of her boyfriend, Ellington. "Del, are you hearing this?" Her and Ross' brother Rocky scoffed. "Wait," I spoke up, "When you say the first three, do you mean the first three made or the prequels?" I asked. Ross looked at me and gave me a look, "Obviously the originals." "Oh," Spoke up my favorite voice in the room, "That makes sense, then." Riker spoke, returning his leg to it's position on my thigh.

I looked from his hand casually back to the boys conversing about Star Wars, trying to be nonchalant about it. 'God, I like you so much,' I thought to myself. The only people who knew about my crush on Riker were Rydel and Ellington, to whom I drunkenly admitted my feeling about a few nights earlier. Our group of friends lived in High Rise Apartments in LA, where Rydel, Ellington, and I shared an apartment, and her brothers Ross, Rocky, and Riker shared an apartment next door to us.

Rydel and I had met in High School, although I was in her brother Riker's graduating class, and he and I had always been close. Although now that we lived in apartments next door to each other, we were even close than ever, and we had connecting balconies, so we could talk to each other pretty easily.

"But you said final three-" Riker argued, moving his hand and bringing me out of my own world. "I didn't mean FINAL three!" Ross argued back. "This is the stupidest conversation you guys have ever had." Rydel laughed, getting up. "Should we order pizza?" I asked Riker looked at me with his puppy dog eyes, "We had pizza two days ago..."

"Well, then what about chinese?" I asked him sweetly, batting my eye lashes, "Pretty please, Riker? I live to make you happy." I sassed him. Rocky spoke lowly, "She ain't sucking his dick, so she isn't all the way there yet," And he, Ross and Ellington burst into giggles. I snapped around, "How do you know I'm not? You two certainly aren't getting any, and Ellington I don't need to know what you and Rydel do in the room next to me." I rolled my eyes. Riker and laughed and shook his head, "BURRNNNEEEDDDD." He shouted. I put my legs on top of his and grabbed my phone, "Where should I order chinese from?" I asked.

He was the only one paying attention to me, so I looked at him, "Rike?" I asked. "Um," He said, "Do we have to get chinese?" He tilted his head and half smiled. "I guess not..." I sort of blushed, giggling at his innocence. "What about that place with the really good burgers and fries?" He asked, "Call and order to go." He told me. I handed him my phone, "You do it, I don't know what it's called, but you know what I like from there." I winked at him. "I do." He said, looking down at our legs. "Sweetie, you're gonna have to move." He told me. 'He called me sweetie' "Yeah, SWEETIE," Ross said, "Move!" and they all laughed. I looked at Riker with a disapproving look and moved my legs.

He got up and went into the kitchen to order food and Rocky looked at me, "Why'd he call you sweetie?" He asked. Ross interjected, "And why did you put your legs on him?" "And why does he keep touching you?" Rocky questioned. "I don't know?" I shrugged. "We're close." I turned my head away. "Do you guys like each other?" Ross asked me. "No, Ross," I said, turning my attention to the TV on mute with FRIENDS reruns playing.

Rydel walked back into the room and sat on Ell, "What'd I miss?" She asked, taking a sip of her beer. "Nothing," Rocky said, "Riker and Summer are in love." He shrugged. Rydel choked on her sip and began coughing as Riker came in. "You okay, sis?" He asked, lifting my legs to sit under them again. "Yeah," She coughed, "Just caught the end of a horrendous joke." She shook her head. "When should I go get food?" She asked him. "No worries," He shook his head, "Summer and I will go pick it up."