Ryan Ross Imagines [✔️]

#25: ten years (requested)

this imagine was requested by @littlelottedaae

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*ashley's pov*

*second grade*

"You're my bestest friend," I say to Ryan, who is sitting across from me and drawing.

"You're my bestest friend too," he smiles, before going back to drawing.

He focused hard and he looked so cute. I may or may not a have a crush on my bestest friend. Ok maybe I do. I just couldn't tell him that.

*eighth grade*

"Ashley!" I hear Ryan yell behind me.

He soon catches up with me in the crowded hallway. "Yeah?"

"Can I copy your science homework?" He asks.

I playfully roll my eyes and hand him the worksheet. "You're lucky I finished it, Ryan."

"Thank you so much! You're a freaking lifesaver," he praised.

"You're welcome," I sighed.

      God, I still love him. I've loved him since the second grade and he has no idea. Middle school is the time when you get made fun of for liking someone. So, I still can't tell him I like him.

*ryan's pov*

*tenth grade*

"It's ok. She wasn't worth your precious time, Ashley," I say, trying to cheer up my best friend of ten years.

"I know but-"

"She wasn't worth it," I cut her off.

      I held Ashley in a tight hug as she cried into my chest, soaking my shirt. I just wanted to tell her how she was too perfect to cry over someone so cruel. Or waste her time worrying about someone that didn't care. I wanted her to know how much I cared. I wanted her to know how much I love her and how long I've loved her. Fuck it, I'm going to tell her.

"I love you," I whisper.

She looks up at me and smiles. "I love you too."

      I knew I could tell her I loved her, since I've known her long enough. I've wanted to tell her those three simple words for ten fucking years.

"Ryan?" Ashley starts, breaking me away from my thoughts.

"Hm?"

"I've always thought we could, ya know, be together. C-can we?" She asks, staring up at me.

"We can," I smile before kissing her forehead.

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i hope you enjoyed this !!!
-halle