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TW; mention of alcohol
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" dammit Ricky you're such a- such a fucking asshole at times ya know?"
" I'm sorry I have a fucking job, I've offered many times for you too come on tour with me so don't fucking bitch at me!"
" 'yknow what fuck you, we're done."
*
Your hands shook as you packed up
Your small duffle bag, urging yourself not to cry.
After the high of anger and loneliness wore off you where faced with the result of what was said, instantly regretting it.
He was right and you both knew it, it wasn't really his fault he had to leave for shows but after so many lonely nights you got fed up.
You didn't know where you where going to go but just wanted to leave; the guilt becoming to much after hearing him sob in the spare bedroom.
Maybe he was too good for you.
*
A month passed yet the surreal feeling stayed, not being able to talk to Ricky seemed foreign and odd resulting in many almost phone calls.
Tonight they where playing a show in the city next over and you hadn't really thought about the best possible decision resulting in you standing in line amongst thousands of other fans.
Eventually the doors where open and everyone pilled in screaming as they walked onto the stage.
Your eyes instantly feel onto Ricky feeling your heart drop as he smirked beginning to play with the rest of the band.
Déjà vu prickled over you, this was the stadium he asked you to be his girlfriend a few months after you first met, he had invited you along with some of your friends and pulled you onto the stage in the middle of the show asking you in front of everyone.
Now you where just another face in the crowed.
Realization that he wasnt yours gnawed at you threw out the rest of the show until it eventually ended leaving you numb and feeling somewhat empty.
It stuck as you drove off, watching the dull scenery whip by you as you gripped the steering wheel.
After missing a turn onto the highway you pulled into a parking lot of a bar talking a minute to think it threw before shrugging and walking in, you smirked at the cliche you where living; ' lonesome ex drinks pathetically drinks her troubles away ' but then again who doesn't adore a seeable cliche.
*
Minutes passed and you where still eyeing the beer in front of you, playing with the straw.
drinking was never your thing and you couldn't remember why
You thought this would be a good idea that was until the stool beside you creaked and the scent of that ck cologne you love so much filled your nose making you turn your head.
" I've always loved you hair in a bun, suits ya."
" Ricky. "
He smiled and ordered a Bloody Mary before facing you again.
" after the show tonight I had planned to call you, Allyson. "
" for what?"
" I figured I'd gain some confidence before I called which is why I'm here but I guess that plans soiled. honestly I just miss you- like a lot. "
You smiled softly turning towards him fully,
" i went to your show tonight- obviously but God seeing you again made me feel so- giddy, like a school girl."
" I love you I really really fucking do, and if you give me a second chance I will spend every waking second I can with you. "
You pretended to think about it before pulling him into a hug
" of course you idiot. "
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