Can't back down - a Ricky Wilson fan fiction

Chapter Eight

A/N:

Sorry for the bad quality of this chapter, things aren't really good for me at the moment but writing for you guys makes me feel better. Enjoy.

Hannah x

Ricky's POV

I was exhausted. I spent more time in the studio than I had originally planned too. I walked into my hotel room and looked over at Jess's PA. I mouthed a thank you before she smiled at me and walked out.

Jess was too busy writing new material to notice I had walked in. "You never stop working, do you?" I asked sitting down next to her. Just as she was about to answer when my phone buzzed.

"Hello?" I said, jogging to the bathroom. "Who the fuck is she?" Summer screamed down the phone. I sighed, Summer was my girlfriend in secondary school. We were together for a long time before I ended it, she was always cheating on me with other boys.

She's been obsessed with me ever since I broke up with her. "She's my new girlfriend" I said.

"That says volumes about me, doesn't it? You would prefer to go out with an ugly, depressed, self harming slut than me." She angrily said, I knew she was crying.

"Look, Summer. It's not that I'm going out with Jessica to upset you. I like you, as a friend. You know the reason why I had to end it with you. I love Jessica and just because she's depressed and she self harms doesn't mean that I love her any less. She's a human being, she's been through a lot and I'm helping her through it because I love her." I said, putting it as lightly as I could.

Summer sighed, "that was the sweetest thing, you have a way with words. Jessica is way more beautiful than me, she seems like a lovely girl. You two were made for each other." Summer is a pretty girl and she knows it. After she said that she hung up.

Jessica's POV

Ricky walked out of the bathroom and sighed. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, band issues" he replied, walking over to me. I wasn't sure if he was telling the truth but I didn't want to start an argument so I let it go.

He kissed me and told me how much he loved me. He laid down next to me and pulled me in closer. He stroked my hair and sang to me, whenever I was with Ricky I was in heaven.

I came to the conclusion a long time ago that I wasn't going to get into heaven but that didn't matter to me. Ricky was the closest thing I have to heaven and as long as I'm with him, I'm happy.