I Hope You Will Not Forget This Either (Sitkolson)

Date Night

Ryan's POV

I have decided to take Ricky to the grocery store as our date. Not the greatest place to go to for a date but Ricky and I have good memories at the grocery store. Plus I'm in desperate need of food and, after Ricky's cooking, he and Angelo need food too.

"Ricky are you ready yet?"

"Yes just calm down. So tell me, where are you taking me?"

"We are going to the grocery store." I say proudly.

"Are you serious, Ryan? Our first official date and you are taking me to the grocery?" Ricky asks in disbelief.

"Yeah. We have good memories there and we both need food." I reply.

"I guess you do have a point. I will stop complaining if I get to choose where we go to after the grocery store."

"Deal." I announce.

"Well let's go, Romeo." Ricky's says with a hint of sarcasm.

I drive the car to the grocery store while Ricky picks a radio station to listen to.

"Oh this is my jam!" I say excitedly and soon begin to sing along to Lady Gaga.

"Papa, papa, paparazzi!" Ricky sings when he begins singing along with me.

The two of us just sing along to a bunch of radio songs during our drive to the store. I just start to push the cart when Ricky suddenly jumps into the cart.

"So going to the grocery store for a date is weird but it's okay for an 18 year old male to ride in a shopping cart?" I ask sarcastically.

"Yes." Ricky replies simply.

"Okay well let's get some food because I'm all out at my house."

We spent the next 2 hours just goofing around and getting food. Ricky was telling me stories about what he and his sister did while in Seattle. We got enough food for the next week. And we watched the lobsters. A couple of people stared at us but that doesn't matter, I still had a great time with Ricky.

"Follow me!" Ricky says while dragging me to the car after we went through checkout.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"You will learn soon enough!" Ricky exclaims excitedly.

Ricky is driving us to our next destination since I don't know where we are going. I told Ricky a story about when we set a manikin's head on fire and was left with flesh wounds on "Patrice".

"Okay we are here." Ricky says with a lost of breath. He still is laughing about the story.

Ugh he chose a club. I drink sometimes but I don't want to today, but if Ricky wants to go here I guess I'll go. I guess I can dance if I want to. Who am I kidding, I can't dance at all.

"I'm dd and you are not drinking more than 4 beers." I tell Ricky.

"Come on don't be such a party pooper. Relax and have some fun."

"Ricky, I'm not drinking tonight. I just don't want to, and I don't want to have to bring you home completely hammered."

"Whatever let's just have some fun."

Ricky ordered just a simple beer and drank about half of the glass when he asked me to dance with him. That how I got myself stuck on the dance floor in this situation. Ricky is making it really hard for me to not just pounce on him right now. I know I shouldn't because of Greg and that's the only thing keeping me from taking him back to my house. Fuck you Greg for not letting me get laid. Ricky continued to sway his hips to the music. God he looks hot under these lights.