Us | Ryan Higa Imagines

Happy Pt. 3

A few weeks have passed since Ryan came home drunk with that hickey and smelling like a hoe one night. You've tried your best to forget, y/b/n tried to forget as well.

Y/b/n was trying her best to cheer you up. Also trying to not make you feel bad either.

She would sneak out on dates with Matt, her boyfriend, so you wouldn't feel bad. She would take you to the fair that was going on in the area. (Author of the year. Ugh wtf is this.)

She tried this for weeks until you stopped her. You didn't want her to spend her money on you and you didn't want to go out. Lose, lose situation for the both of you.

Your phone was going off from your boss saying you haven't been to work in 2 weeks. Your heart started beating.

1 PAYCHECK NOT EARNED. You thought and just threw your phone back down.

Not too long after you throwing your phone down, you got a text. A few texts actually. You looked at your phone.

Ryan...

You stared at your phone. You didn't even bother going anywhere near Ryan's contact. You just left it the way it was. You were too heartbroken.

Eventually, you picked up your phone. Hesitantly, you swiped the text to the right and put your password in.

661990...

It was Ryan's birthday... You didn't even change the code. You read over the texts.

Ryan: I read the note
Ryan: I can explain
Ryan: I love you, please come back
Ryan: my lamp goddess

You stared at the last text. Lamp goddess. That brought you to the memory when he ate all the popcorn and called you babe. You sobbed at the memory.

You: what the fuck do you want

You felt like a straight savage.

Ryan: you

You: horny bitch

Ryan: not like that! I want my baby dancing, not dancing with another man. Baby, I know you love me, I know you care. I really hope like all of this was just some twisted dream
I'd hold you closer than I ever did before.

You: really...

Ryan: yes. baby please. I want to know where you are. I need you right now.

You: I'm not too sure

Ryan: ok... I'm only one call away. I wish nothing but the best for you.

Your POV

Wtf just happened. He just texted me... And he expects me to forgive him, just like that?!? Ugh.. I got up from my bed for the second time in weeks. I smelled my armpits and they were in need of some help. The BO game was going strong today.

I went into my suitcase and got fresh clothes and hopped into the shower. I took an hour long, hot, steamy shower. I looked at myself and sighed.

I grabbed the blankets I had spent the last three weeks in and walked to the laundry room. On my way there, I got stopped by my friend holding her nose.

"I'm cleaning them!" I exclaimed playfully. She laughed and continued drinking her coffee.

*5 minutes later*

Right as I started the dryer, my phone dinged, meaning I got a message.

It was Ryan...

Ryan: I don't wanna say goodbye. Cuz I don't think that I... Have it in my soul to just let you go.

You: ur doing this all wrong

Ryan: woah, and doing what wrong?

You: nevermind

Ryan: anyway, i messed up. I'm crashing, hit a wall. Right now I need a miracle.

You: yes, u fucking do need a miracle.

Ryan: but hot pocket, I love you, you love me.

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After that bullshit, I walked to the kitchen and got the box of cereal that was on top of the fridge. I was about to get the milk out until my best friend stopped me.

"Look, I know that I was never fond of Ryan. I know. But he is trying. I can tell by those texts he send. He must really love you. I think you should give him a second chance. After all, you are for second chances, right?"

She got me. I was for second chances. "Can I give him the address to ya house?"

"Woah, hold the fuck up. Let's not get to crazy here." She said as she sat her coffee down almost drowning herself.

I looked at her with an innocent face and tilted my head a little.

"Fineeeeee." She huffed and I hugged her. I got my phone and texted Ryan.

You: 1234 Rainbow Rd.

Ryan: holy shit I just dropped my hot pocket for you and ran out of the house. I'm coming.

You: so I did make the right decision.

You and Ryan haven't had this problem ever since. He came to his damn senses to not cheat on a fucking queen like you...

Paco was soon fired from RHPC, meaning he was kicked out of the house, meaning he was now homeless. Rumor says he's somewhere on some crowded and broken boat headed to the Caribbean.

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A/n: I got some long as imagines now. AND OMFG I FORGOT ALL ABT PT 3 TO MY HAPPY IMAGINES LMAO SORRY
Text messages...

Song lyrics...

K bai
~QueenLaTrish