Marry You

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Riker P.O.V

Catherine said "Yes!" before I even took another breath. They hugged and cried and laughed, while I waited there on one knee and a diamond ring. "Oh Riker.." She began. "Hey," I stood up. "I know it's a lot. But we've known another since middle school. And I love you. I always have. We shared something really imitate, we belong together." I said. She just stood there. Oh no, I blew it. We came this far and I just ruined it. She started to cry so I hugged her. "Yes." She mumbled in my ear. "What?" I pulled back and grabbed her shoulders. "Yes!" She laughed-cried.

I picked her up and spun her around. "Wait." Catherine said. We all looked at her. "We can't tell anyone. The fans will get mad.." "And were only 17." Ashley added. "We will keep it between us then. And Rydel...and Ratliff..." Rocky scratched his neck.

"Rocky!" Cat yelled. "They helped us set this up!" He argued in defense. "Then we will tell them to stay hush and we won't tell anyone else until you guys are ready. And we know you guys are young, we are too. Thats why we will plan for the future. We just want to keep you ours." I announced.

It was getting dark so we headed back to the bus. We ignored contact with the the gang and went straight to our bunks. Me and Ashley laid face to face, staring at each other. "I got him wishin', wishin' he was seventeen." She sang to me in harmony of 'Wishing I was 23'.

I kissed her nose. "I love you." and fell asleep before she could say it back.

The next morning, my mom texted all of us to let us know where our next concert was. It sucked not having our parents here but they insisted we do this one on our own. We arrived in New York for the show. I looked over to my sleeping fiance and saw the ring on her finger. I ran over to Rocky. "The rings!" I whispered loudly.

He paused in the middle of eating his cereal. We waited for the girls to wake up to ask them for us to hold on to the rings so no one gets suspicious. "Ooh I'm back on the market." Ashley joked and I grabbed her and said "Not a chance." And kissed her neck.

The group walked into the bus. They left early this morning for breakfast and didn't want to wake us. It was afternoon now.

"About time your awake." Amy scoffed. "Oh?" Ashley commented. "We have to do sound check early so get ready now." Rydel said.

Ashley ran to the bathroom in a panic. Not an 'i need to get ready' panic. "Are you okay?" I asked through the door. She walked out. "What did you put on the sandwiches yesterday?" "It was just peanut butter and jelly." I shrugged. "Im allergic to peanut butter.." She ran into the bathroom again.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" I freaked out. "No. Im just a little sick. Go ahead with out me. Ill hang out here." "Ill stay with you." I offered. "Uhm ill stay." Amy raised her hand. "Really?" I questioned. "Yeah no problem."

"Your amazing." Ross kissed her. "Ill be back to check on you in a bit babe, okay?" I said through the door and walked out.

Ashley P.O.V

I think I was able enough to walk out with out throwing up. I entered the main room of the van and saw Amy. "Oh hi." I said. Awkward..

"Yup." She answered while typing into her phone. I poured some orange juice from the fridge into a cup and sat across from Amy at the eating table. "Thanks for staying." I said.

"Shut upppppp!" She groaned. "Excuse me?" I snapped. "Look. I stayed here for one thing and one thing only. To tell you your standards. I know that you and Ross used to have a thing. But he's over you. Pssh he hates you. And I tap that better than you ever did. So don't talk to him. Kay? Great." She swiped her fake nails across her screen. "Hes my best friend. You can't keep me from talking to him." She looked up from her screen. "Oh really?" She laughed. "Really." I said sternly. She leaned over the table and whispered "Sure be a shame if something can between you and riker." Then it came back to me like a distant dream.

She knew me and she knew my secret.

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