______________
ninis' point of view:
______________
I felt like an idiot. How could I be so helpless to just broadcast that I had feelings for Ricky without even looking to see who was around. I am the only one to blame for getting myself into this mess. I had to talk myself up into coming here, i was more than ready to bail. Taking a deep breathe I hesitantly knocked on his front door.
Ricky's mom opened the door and a small smile appears when she realizes it's me.
"Hi, sweetie come in," she says opening the door wider for me to come in. "Ricky, Nini is here!"
I heard a loud bang of a door slam, and Ricky's feet thudding against the floor.
"Mom, me and Nini are gunna be in my room!" Ricky said within seconds of being downstairs. "Come on Nini."
Seeing him, I forgot everything I was planning on saying. I find myself nodding like a helpless puppy, following him up the steps.
I've been in this house hundreds of times. I've been pictures on the wall change as I've grown up beside Ricky. Baby pictures turned into 5 year olds and 5 year olds turned into the Ricky who stands in front of me right now. Except, he doesn't seem like the Ricky I know. Things are different. We grew up and caught feelings, now my once safe place with him and his family seems foreign and gives me anxiety.
"I need to say something before you talk at all, okay?" Ricky says as we walk into his room.
I nod my head, once again not finding the right words.
"I want to start off by saying I'm sorry, again. Something happened on my birthday for me mentally. It was like a switch turned on and all these feelings I had been pushing aside for years had finally come out. Now I know by what you said today that I wasn't the only one who felt it. I was scared of what would happen if I told you, so I pushed you away. I don't know if it's too late, but before you say anything I have something I wrote for you," he went to grab his guitar and I felt my eyes grow in shock. He hasn't ever written a song about something that makes him happy, I hope it isn't bad what he's going to sing.
"I call this you make me," I felt my heart flutter and the blush growing in my cheeks. I looked eyes from his eyes and made my gaze fall out the window as he started to strum. "You make me. You make me laugh when I want to cry. You make me feel alive when I want to die. You make me smile when I want to frown. You turn my whole life upside down. You believe in my when no one else does. I want you to be my now, and forever. When you call my name I begin to blush, I'm afraid people notice I need you so much. When I'm with you Time flies fast. It's like the present is the past. I need you more than you can believe. I think about you every day and night. I hope my life can stay this way because I don't want it any other way."
I had no words, like usual. This time was because I was amazed. I had never heard him sing like that, especially to me.
"Nini, I have feelings for you. I always have."
"I-" I was cursing at myself to force the words out.
"Please, say something."
"I have feelings for you too."
"Seriously? Still?" He looked like a little kid who was told they could have ice cream after dinner.
"Yes, I do. I always have."
"So what does this make us?" He questioned.
—
AUTHORS NOTE.
this was such a bitchy move to end on this cliff hanger LMAOOOO
