'Hurry up!' I called to my boyfriend, Ricky as he giggled childishly whilst bolting towards the closest shelter. I could already feel droplets of rain beginning to fall, even as I hurried as fast as I could towards an old sewer tunnel. He and I usually hid out there when the world was trying to tear us apart.
'I'm hurrying!' He replied as I ducked under the top of the sewer and sat on the dry concrete beside where the water flowed. I tugged at my thick hoodie and watched as Ricky hopped out of the rain and plopped down beside me. 'Fuck, I'm glad we got away from all that.' He sighed, looking over to me. I still had tears staining my cheeks but I was beginning to feel better. My parents had just lectured me about Ricky, saying that he didn't deserve me and that he was a delinquent. They never even bothered getting to know him. 'Are you feeling any better?' He asked, scooting close beside me until our arms pressed together.
'Yeah...I think so...' I honestly wasn't. I was so done with everything. People at school bullied me endlessly, my parents were self-absorbed arseholes, the only person I had was Ricky. I took a deep breath, tasting the humility in the air before Ricky spoke.
'Hold on, I have just the thing to cheer you up...' He smiled, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to my cheek before slipping his bag off of his back. It wasn't ever day that Ricky wore a backpack, especially one so big and I was beginning to wonder why he had it. He set the bag down between his crossed legs before unzipping it and gently plucking a small wooden ukulele out of it. It was a special purple one that we bought together. I always loved watching him play guitar so I tried my best to encourage him to do what he wanted with his skills. We were still young so neither of us could do much but we still tried. Especially Ricky. Though egotistical, he wanted to do his best to impress me. He always made sure to tell me why he did something and it was always for me. 'I started learning this song for you. I was going to play it on your birthday but...I can't wait that long...' He let out a shaky chuckle before getting the small instrument comfortable on his lap before beginning to strum. The chords were cute, the kind of sounds you'd hear from a hula dancer. He was practically a professional and yet I was the only person he told about his love for music. He was a big dreamer and wanted to preform in a band when he was older. 'Wise men say only fools rush in, but I can't help falling in love with you. Shall I stay? Would it be a sin if I can't help falling in love with you?' He sang, the echo from where we were and the rain making his voice angelic and calm. I leaned my head on his shoulder and shut my eyes, wanting to savour the feeling of being in love. 'Like a river flows surely to the sea. Darling so it goes. Some things are meant to be. Take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can't help falling in love with you.' I loved him so much. I couldn't help but be grateful to whatever god there may or may not be. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. 'Like a river flows surely to the sea. Darling so it goes. Some things are meant to be. Take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can't help falling in love with you. For I can't help falling in love with you.' He finished before setting the ukulele down beside him. 'Sweetie? You awake?' He asked, looking over and realising I had my eyes closed.
'Yeah...I was just thinking about how talented you are and how I don't deserve someone as perfect as you.' I muttered, smiling into Ricky's shoulder. I let my eyes flutter open, revealing my pale boyfriend blushing at me. His inky black hair was bushed behind his ears and his tattooed arm snuck its way around my waist, pulling me closer to him. His icy blue eyes cut through my guard like butter and I found myself melting into his gaze.
'How did I find someone as loving as you?' He asked, leaning forward and pressing another kiss to my cheek. My problems began to fade away as he traced little love hearts into my waist. 'We'll get through this, okay? I know things seem tough but I'll always be here. No matter what happens, I'll find my way back to you...'
'Thank you...'
'Don't thank me...' he muttered, leaning his head against mine, '...you gave my life meaning. I should be thanking you...'
