Ricky Dillon's Little Sister (O2L fanfiction)

Hurt but not Broken

I started to wake up when the muscular arms around me shifted. I snuggled my head into the guys chest expecting to be filled with my brother’s familiar scent but it wasn’t him. I opened one eye and looked up to see a stranger carrying me. I screamed and he dropped me. Soon Ricky was by my side on the porch to the most beautiful house i've ever seen, “ouch” I said rubbing my head.

“Ash are you ok?” Ricky asked leaning down and squeezing my hand.

“I’m so sorry Ashley I didn’t mean to drop you.” the guy that had been carrying me a few seconds ago said.

 Ricky looked at him and shock his head, “its ok JC, it wasn’t your fault.” I looked up at the guy Ricky just put a name to, JC. All I could think was how he looked so much cuter in person. Or at least I think he dose I can’t really see straight right now.

I was about to say hi when I thought about his video intros, “what’s up JC . . . . Ash here.” I said mocking him as Ricky laughed next to me.

Soon JC and I both joined in and I tried to stand up just to fall back down. “Do you want me to carry you to the bedroom?” JC asked and I just nodded my head which was a bad idea because it sent pain through my head making me squeeze my eyes shut. JC leaned down and picked me up bridal style and carried me to what I guess is the guest room. He then gently placed me down on the bed and tucked me in. “night Ash” he said before turning out the light.

“Wait!” I yelled before he closed the door. He looked back in the room and stared at me. “Will you stay and talk with me till I fall asleep?” I asked trying to sound confident, but inside I was extremely nervous.

“Sure thing” he said as he walked back in and turned the lights on. He then sat next to me and helped me sit up.

I laid my head on his shoulder and we started talking. We covered about 30 topics in less than 15 minutes. I didn’t know if it was good that we were blowing through so many subjects so quickly but I didn’t care. I love just talking to JC his voice is calming and his heart beat is always steady. Not to mention he is drop dead gorgeous.

“What did you just say?” JC asked still staring at me.

“What are you talking about?” I answered with another question.

JC stared laughing and said, “You just said that I’m gorgeous.” He looked at me and I looked away blushing. “Hay, look at me ash” he said grabbing my chin with his right hand and lifting my face. He just looked at me for a few seconds before saying, “you are very beautiful, and any guy would be luck to call you his. But your one of my best friends little sisters, I could never date you I’m sorry.” When he said I’m sorry I felt hurt but not broken. JC leaned down and kissed me on the forehead before saying good night, turning out the light, and closing the door.

I rolled on my side and looked at the clock, 12:47a.m, seeing the time only made me more tired. I yawned and rolled back on my other side and closed my eyes. Soon I drifted into a dreamless sleep.