R5 Imagines

R5 Imagine 5: Riker (Requested by Emily)

Imagine for the beautiful Emily! Follow her on Twitter @R5_Love4Eva

Here you go Em! Love you<3

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"Emily, come on! You look amazing!" Rydel tries encouraging you to come down the stairs, but you're a little nervous because you're still not sure about the dress. Hollywood Records are throwing a big exclusive party to celebrate R5's second album and, being the bands best friend, you were, of course invited. The dress is a blue, tight fit dress that comes down to about an inch above your knee. It hugs your body and Rydel thinks it looks perfect on you, but your not so sure. You take a deep breathe and take one step down. "Come on! Riker is so going to be speechless," she insists, whispering the last part. You roll your eyes at her.

Riker is the Lynch you are closest to. You guys have been inseparable ever since you met, around 3 years ago. You are best friends. Which you love, but being more is what you truly want. But you're not gonna tell him that, in fear of ruining your friendship.

Buy Rydel's right, because as you descend down the staircase, everyone starts complimenting you but Riker hasn't said a word. He's just staring at you, which probably isn't the best thing, since you always blush like crazy when he looks at you for so long. And, just as expected, your cheeks heat up. Immediately, you find the floor more interesting than anything else. "What do you think, Riker?" Rydel's voice breaks the following silence. Lifting your head up to meet his perfect eyes, you get more nervous, anticipating his answer. "Y-you look amazing, Em, he begins, "S-so beautiful." And again, you blush, thanking your best friend for the sweet compliment.

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You're at the party and almost everyone is dancing. Well, you're not. You are talking to Sabrina Carpenter, another HW Records artist and a Disney star. That is, until she's pulled onto the dance floor by some guy you don't know. 'Shut up and Dance' by Walk The Moon starts to play and before you know it, Riker runs over to you, grabs your hand a pulls you to the floor. He holds your hands, as you dance together. This feels like a dream. Like at any moment you could wake up. Right as the bridge starts, Riker starts singing along and pulls you closer, connecting your forehead with his. He only sings the bridge. You can feel his heart beating fast and yours is doing the same. The closeness is sending sparks through your veins. He smells amazing. You hope, despite how hot it is, that you still do too. And, just like he read your mind, his breath mixes with yours when he says, "You smell amazing." Your breathing hitches and you manage to form a small smile.

Right as the song ends, he dips you. Holding you there for a while, he stares deeply into your eyes. You're getting lost, just like you always do when you look at him. A blush is forming at your cheeks. Without breaking eye contact, he lifts you up slowly. "You're so beautiful," he whispers, caressing your cheek with his hand. Neither of you care about the people or the music or the party anymore. It's like it's just the two of you there. Feeling strangely confident and very warmed by his compliment, you take a chance and press your lips to his. When you pull away, you look at him, scared that he's going to reject you. However, you are relieved and happy when he immediately connects your lips again. You haven't been to many, but you know for sure that this is the best party you've ever been to. And it's all because of him. Riker.