Validation (A Cricky Fan Fiction)(REWRITING.)

VIII

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The day that final exams were over was the day Ricky seems to enjoy the most. But after his most recent run in with Chris, his mood seemed to drop dramatically.

"Alright, pencils down. Take your final exams to the back of the classroom. Your final grades will be posted in 2 weeks." The professor said as everyone got up to leave.

Ryan walked over to Ricky, happy and smiley.

"Hey, you all good?" He asked, noticing Ricky's discomfort.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be." He replied smiling, hoping Ryan doesn't see through his happy exterior.

"We are so partying tonight." Ryan chuckled.

"Oh my god, I swear that's all you ever think about." Ricky said as they walked out of the room.

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Time passed quicker than Ricky would've hoped. Because he really didn't want to be standing in front of a mirror while Ryan basically dressed him.

"Come on, that's definitely enough." Ricky laughed as Ryan doused him in cologne.

"You can never have enough."

"Unless you want to make someone have an asthma attack."

"Hey! There's nothing wrong with wanting to make someone die 'unintentionally'."

The door bell rang, signalling someone was at the door, obviously.

"Well, cabs early lets go." Ryan said, grabbing his wallet.

Ricky quickly finished his eyebrows and sprayed some of his own cologne so he didn't smell like a washed out pimp from Detroit.

"Nevermind, it's just a package for you."

Ryan opened the little envelope that sat on top of brown paper and read it aloud,

"I've been burning in water and drowning in flame, to pr-"

"Prove you wrong and scare you away." Ryan and Ricky said in sync.

"They're HIM lyrics." Ricky finished.

He unwrapped the paper, gasping to what was inside. Every single HIM album signed and dedicated to Ricky himself.

"These must be from Chris."

"Wha? H-how. What? I mean, do you." Ricky stumbled.

"Wow." Ryan said.

"Ryan, these are all hand signed and dedicated to me from Ville Valo. From Chris. I can't. This is too much."

A beep sounded from outside the apartment. The cab was there to drive the two to the club.

"Come on. Are you ready?" Ryan asked as Ricky finished the rest of his drink.

"Yes, yes. I'm ready."

"Alright, lets go then." Ryan said as he pulled Ricky downstairs to the cab.