R5 Imagines

Riker and Nicole: Part Two

Ewwww. The ending to this is super lame and cheesy but I woke up super sick today and was determined to start catching up on requests. So for those of you who have been waiting for like a thousand years, keep hanging in there. I promise your time will come hahahaha.

(Also I'm a homeschooled senior who's taking college classes and for some reason, that gives me more time to write so hopefully, there will be another update tonight hehehe. Okay. Part two. Enjoy.)

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Nicole's POV

It took me ten minutes to finish Riker's hair. Ten whole minutes. Now you might think to yourself, "But aren't you a professional stylist? You should be able to work quickly, right?"

Good point. I would have been able to do his hair within seconds but here was the problem. Riker was a professional brat so he would NOT sit still. He kept getting up and then sitting back down. Then he'd squirm in his seat. He knew that his obnoxiousness bothered me and so he continued.

When I finally finished with Riker's hair, I sighed at the thought that I still had to do his makeup. Thankfully, for guys, the cosmetic process isn't as details. You basically just use concealer and then highlight their features. I mean there was more to it than that but those were just the basics.

I was tempted to go all out and give him something like dark green eyeshadow and deep red lipstick. But luckily for Riker (and because I'm a nice human), I refrained. You're welcome.

"Could you hold still, Riker?" I asked for the eight-hundredth time.

"I don't think you should be trusted with that." He retorted. "You could like poke someone's eye out or impale them."

"It's a makeup brush. I would have to really want to kill someone on the spot if I tried to use a makeup brush to stab them."

Riker bit his lip slowly and narrowed his eyes. "Are you threatening me?"

"No...not quite."

"Good cuz that's not very professional and I could have you fired."

I laughed dryly. "I'd like to see you try."

"You're so lucky there are witnesses here."

We continued our little hissy conversation and several "death threats" were dropped.

"They totally like each other." I heard Rydel giggle.

"Yeah." Ratliff agreed. "They like won't stop whispering."

"Whatcha guys talkin' about?" Rydel asked playfully.

"Our wedding." Riker answered at the same time that I said "Nothing."

"You're already planning your wedding, Bro?"

"Ewww. No, Ellington." Riker scrunched his face (and it was kind of adorable). "I didn't mean to say wedding. I was thinking about something else."

"Mhmm. Suuuuuuure. I believe you." Ratliff nodded skeptically. "Totally."

Stormie was laughing quietly while finishing Rocky's hair. Once everybody was done, we decided to eat lunch on the empty stage. After lunch, the band had one last soundcheck before other bands started to arrive.

I took a sip of my iced tea and stared out at the open fields of grass.

"I feel like it's gonna be packed tonight." I stated.

Rydel nodded. "I really hope so. I love looking out and just seeing a sea of people."

"That must be really cool."