Bandmate ||Ricky Garcia||

《f o u r t y - n i n e》

Ricky's POV

Heat glows from our cheeks as we pull into the house. The last concert was done with and Emery yelled with excitement through the door and into the living room.

''Freedom!'' He screamed taking off his shirt and reaching for the remote and icing that he left from last time. 

''You pervert, my mom is right there.'' I tell him chucking the sweaty shirt back to him. My mom has stayed here for the past week since graduation, but Justin had to leave after 3 days. 

Emery's head spins to see my mom pushing her reading glasses up her nose bridge as she smiles. ''Am I making you uncomfortable?'' He asks her. 

''Yes, you are. Put the damn shirt back on.'' I insist, but my mom just shrugs. 

''I raised 3 boys, of course, I'm not uncomfortable.'' She says closing her book and placing it on her side. ''Actually, Ricky wouldn't dress at all until he was 5. He just hated clothes. Remember that baby, I had to scream at you to just keep your diaper on.'' 

''And now he barely likes to be around shirtless.'' Jon laughs from behind, in his hands lays a bowl of chips. 

''That is true, why is that?'' Liam barges in with the whole bag of chips. 

''This isn't about me. Emery put on your shirt, or don't. I don't' care.'' I turn on my heels and get the bag Liam is holding on his hands and walk away.

''Ass!'' I hear him yell back, but I'm already going up the stairs. I have to travel to Mexico tomorrow afternoon and I haven't even packed.

I yank out my suitcase and lay it open in my bed. Sound erupts from downstairs along with a honking of laughter. Shaking my head I open my drawers and start to pick out clothes. As I look around for shoes my phone starts to ring. Opening my phone I realized I still had her as my wallpaper. 

Sucking in my breath I answer the call, ''Find anything?'' I ask the investigator.

''Actually sir we did.'' 

I stop my pace, my ribcages begin to tighten. My breath is cut short.  ''Them?'' 

''Yes, a colleague of mine just informed me of their whereabouts. We have them right now in a local clinic near a small town where they were found.''

''Listen to me, whatever you do this has to remain a secret. No one can know they were found, agreed?'' I tell him picking up the shoes and tossing them in the bag. 

''We have to notify-''

''Yes, but keep it a secret for a few weeks. I have something in mind.'' 

''Alright, I'll be waiting for your signal. Have a pleasant night.'' He says before hanging up. Laying my phone on the bed. I ignore the sound of her sweet torture and zip up my bag. Heading to the showers and taking off my shirt only once the door is completely closed. 

~.~.~

I had purchashed 3 tickets. My mom had hers neatly tucked in her purse, as mine dangerously stuck out of my back pocket. And the last one sat on top the coffee table along with a velvet box I had placed there days back and been to busy to throw away. 

''You sure he'll pick us up?'' Emery asked still half asleep at 1 p.m. 

I nod and reach my mom's luggage. ''Yes, his name is Juan.'' I start to turn towards the door before looking back at them. ''Just think 'one' if you forget. One, one, one.'' 

His brows rested on his eyes. Jon finally appeared with Liam and mom by his side. ''Ready?'' Jon asks taking his keys. 

I nod and taking hold of the luggage and start to make our way outside. ''Oh wait I need to go to the ladies' room.'' She slightly shoves Liam who was locking the door.