You're My Music - A Riker Lynch FanFiction

Suffer

            Life update? What was there to tell except that it was a confusing time. Things had progressed to Riker and I being in numerous social situations together, and us having nothing but small talk. I, surprisingly, was happy with that. I just wanted things to be chill. I hated conflict, so pushing things to the side just felt like the easiest route. If I actually faced all of the questions that reared their heads I would never sleep from the consuming anxiety. What if he still has feelings for me? What if he doesn't have feelings and is having all the sex he wants now? What I still had feelings for him?

The fact of the matter was it was easy to move on when I didn't face the matters at hand. It felt like we were on the track to being friends. All we needed was some time to let our feelings dissolve and that was what was happening if I had anything to do with it.

It was a fresh day. I had felt better than I did in a long time. Rocky and I made a commitment to be healthier, so we got up at seven in the morning we went for a run to a local farmers market where they sold vegan smoothies. I was panting and running as fast as I could to keep up with his long strides.

"WHY-Y...CAN YOU...RUN FASTER THAN ME." I huffed as I tried to keep up. His face cracked a cheeky grin but he gave no response and sped up a pace more. "You have to be kidding me I'm the one who's an athlete."

"You're an athlete?" He grinned.

"I swear if you try to be one of those douchebags who says dancing isn't a sport I'll kick your butt." I sped up a pace more and finally sped ahead an inch only to be caught up with a second later.

"I run a lot that's all. It helps me think."

"You got a lot to think about?"

"Lately yea, a little too much." He was silent for a second. I saw sweat droplets fall from his face and his eyes look dead on at the paved trail ahead of us. As close as we were he never really opened up to me about what was going on in that thick skull of his. That wasn't new. That boy never conveyed any of his thoughts to me and it was something that worried me from time to time. I felt like he was saying so much in no words at all. "You've got a lot to think about too."

"I have all of my thinking sorted I'll have you know."

"Oh really? That's why you've been acting so weird around Riker."

"I have not been! We're finally getting back to normal!"

"And what is normal for you guys?" I had to pause for a second before knowing how to answer that myself. My relationship with Riker had never really been any sense of the word normal. That didn't matter though. I was set on rebuilding our friendship up.

"We are two mature adults that have passed a phase in our lives. I don't want things to have to change drastically because of it."

"Wow okay. Well if you think you've moved on then power to you! I'm proud. The dinner party won't be weird tonight at all!" He raised an eyebrow. I couldn't tell if that was Rocky reassuring me or testing me.

"Nope, it won't," I said triumphantly. The farmers market was up about a block ahead of us and we were coming in hot. "Make you a deal winner buys?"

"You're on."

**

I stood staring at a rack of clothes. In the interest of trying to keep my life casual, I picked a purple, velvet, form-fitting dress with a small slit in the back. I slipped it on and checked in the mirror to make sure it looked all right. I fluffed the curls I spent an hour working on and added a touch of setting spray to my face just to keep it fresh.