ocean eyes and city lights {ricky horror}

twenty two

I filled in my left eyebrow and smiled proudly. It look symmetrical to my right one, which was a rarity to the people who have to draw on their eyebrows.

Lynn was letting Devin touch up her makeup. The show was in twenty minutes, and we were in the dressing room, trying to look presentable. Ricky and Ryan were flicking paint at each other, making it harder to concentrate.

I brushed on my eyeliner. Ricky screeched and I heard something go twack.

I look over to see Ricky had fallen on his ass. He yelped and rubbed his tailbone.

"Guys," Chris said, holding in his laughter. "Can we not do this? We have a show in fifteen minutes."

"Yea, Ryan." Ricky rubs his butt. "Stop being so immature."

"You started it!" Ryan retorts.

I giggled. "You guys both started it and you both need to end it."

Lynn was watching this all go down. "Does this happen a lot?"

"Yes," Ricky and Ryan reply at the same time.

"Should I be worried?"

Now, it was my turn to answer her. "We're all worried about those two dipshits."

She giggled and Devin pulled her up to her feet. It was time to go on stage.

Ricky and I walked out, hand in hand. The crowd cheered and we took our places next to each other, infront of the two extra microphones.

Listen up now, motherfuckers
This is how it's going to be
And I don't give a single fuck if you like it or not
Your picture perfect enemy has become the anomaly
Yea, try all you want, but you won't figure me out

Be careful what you wish for
You just might get it

Chris's voice filled the venue we were performing at. Ricky and I met each other's gaze, and for the first time, he mouted, "I love you."

I smiled the biggest smile I could've. "I love you, too."
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Ricky and I were the only ones awake. Everyone was in their bunks, except for Chris and Lynn, who slept in a pile on the floor.

"Did you mean it, earlier?" I ask.

He nods. "Of course I did. Did you?"

"Yes sir."

He grins and leans in for a kiss. I let him slip his tongue inside my mouth and I feel him caress my tongue with his own. I smile into the kiss and say, "I love you. I love you, so much."

He pulls away for a second and replies, "I love you more." He then leans back in for another kiss, lifting me up in the process, and carries me into our bunk.
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1 YEAR LATER

Life was finally, atctually, great. Lynn was 14 and we were both now living with Ricky. We'd released our third studio album, Reincarnate. But best of all, Ricky and I were getting married.

He had planned a whole trip to France and proposed to me infront of the Eiffel Tower. He claimed he wanted to make it super cliche and corny, just how I like it.

You may be thinking it's too soon or that we'll never work. No, that's not the case. Ricky and I may have only been dating for a year, but we're deeply in love.

Things worked out for us, the way we wanted them too. We were one big happy family; us, Lynn, and the band. I learned to live, to love, and to forgive.

Ricky had his arms wrapped around me as we danced at our wedding. I started into his ocean eyes, quietly singing along to the song that played in the background; City Lights.

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