|Harley's POV|3 YEARS LATER|
"Ricky, I swear on my fucking life! Give it back!"
"No! Now think about what you fucking did." (A/N: sorry I started randomly thinking about Michael Bohn and if you know what I'm talking about then I love you)
"I don't even know what I did, that's the thing!"
"You fucking drank my last Naked!" I made an 'oh' face. "Yeah, sorry about that." He rolled his eyes, looking down at my phone, a smirk making its way on his pale face as he went to go unlock it.
Why did I ever tell him my passcode?
"Ricky, if you don't give me my phone back I'm going to send Chris those nudes you accidentally sent me the other day."
"Yeah, about that. That wasn't an accident." He said, not even looking up as he still went through my phone.
"Ugh, you gross fuck! You have Jessica, stop!"
He ignored me, his eyes suddenly widening. "You send Jesse pics, but not me? What the fuck, Harley." He faked sadness. I snatched my phone out of his hand before stuffing it back into my bra. "Are you trying to tempt me?" I just rolled my eyes, pushing past him as the bell rang.
I opened the door only to get picked up, thrown over the persons shoulder and carried upstairs. "I missed you." I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck, leaning up on my tippy toes to kiss his jaw. "I missed you too, Jesse."
|Ricky's POV|
"When are you just gonna break it off with Jessica and tell her instead of bitching to me over the phone as Jesse bangs Harley."
"What the fuck, man!"
"Hey! You know it's true. You're not the only one hearing it."
I sighed, nodding lightly, grimacing at the sounds coming from upstairs. "Alright, man, soon. I'll do it soon, talk to you later, Chris."
"Alright, bye, Ricky." I hung up, slipping on my shoes and jacket, trying to block out the sounds going on upstairs.
Doesn't matter anyways cause I could always make her scream louder.
* * *
"Jessica! We need to talk!" I yelled through out the house. I walked into her bedroom, seeing her kissing another guy. Hm, this was easier than I though it'd be.
"I think we should break up," I said, leaning against the door, getting her and the guys attention.
"Ricky, I-," I cut her off.
"No, Jessica, I actually came over here to break it off anyways. Bye." I awkwardly waved, making my way outside and sliding back into my car.
Okay, now I just gotta get Jesse outta the picture once and for all.
* * *
|Harley's POV|
"Ryan," I whined, playfully stomping my foot.
"Harley," he mocked.
I rolled my eyes, quickly snatching my pizza out of his hand just before he went to go take another bite. "Ha," I stuck my tongue out, going to take a bite only to have it be ripped away from me by Balz.
"You guys suck," I mumbled, crossing my arms.
"Only for you, Baby," TJ joked, throwing his arm over my shoulder, earning a glare from Ricky as he sat across from us. Woah, bud.
Just then I felt my phone ring.
"Hello?" I answered, not nothing to check who it was as I pushed TJ off.
"Hey, baby, could you possibly come outside for me?" My brows knit together in confusion.
"Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure." I then hung up, not bothering to say bye. I got up from the dining room table, walking to the front door before opening it.
I gasped, my hand slapping over my mouth at the man before me causing the boys to all come running over behind me, repeatedly asking 'what?'.
Jesse down on one knee, holding a small, dark red, velvet box. Jesse ignored the guys, grabbing my small hands in his large ones.
"Harley, baby," he chuckled, lightly, taking a look behind me before making eye contact again. "We truly have been through quite a bit together. I've been thinking for awhile now, that I want to make you mine. Forever. So, will you marry me?" I suddenly felt a pair of hands on my waist, turning back I made eye contact with Ricky, a pleading look in his eyes. I felt really pressured then, especially since everyone was looking at me expectantly.
"Yes," I nodded.
YOU ARE READING
In Hiding // Ricky 'Horror' Olson
Fanfiction"When we were younger, I used to watch you as you slept and think, 'damn, she's the one. She's the one I want forever.'"
