Figuring it Out (A Rickian Story)

Is it Really Over or Has it Just Begun?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the last full chapter. I can't believe I actually wrote a book. Thanks for all the reads, votes and comments.

Ricky's POV

I put on the watch Kian left for me and walk right back to Connor's room. He's still working on his laptop but looks up and gives me a big grin.

"You knew about the watch didn't you? As if you would ever have an editing question." I accuse him.

"Knew about it? I helped Kian pick it out. Do you like it?" Connor replies.

"It's fantastic Connor but Kian never should have spent so much on me. I mean all of us have helped him."

"I think he has gotten a gift for all of us. Not an engraved watch or anything that fancy mind you but something to say he cares. He loves you Ricky. I actually apologized to him while we were shopping for your watch. I don't think I ever fully appreciated enough that he actually tried to date you, staright and all, because of how much he really loves you. You two tried to explain it to me but I still didn't fully get it. But then I saw how important getting the watch was to him. I'm sorry God just didn't make him gay enough."

I smile at Connor. He's a great friend. He pats the bed next to him and says, "Sit for a while. Let's talk."

"What's on your mind Con?"

"Let's face it Ricky, we're growing up and moving on. We've held O2L together well, partly as a memory for Sam, but it's time to talk about the end. We all have so many exciting new things happening." Connor explains.

"You're right Conrad. I mean who knows what Kian wants to do once he's engaged. Trevor and I have our music. You have more subscribers on your solo channel than O2L and you have Troye. JC, Kian and I have all had acting opportunities. Maybe it is time to move on."

"Yeah, let's talk about it with the others. We also need to talk about this house. Does Kian still want to live here after getting engaged? I was ready to move out before Sam died. If the others want to move, maybe we sublet it and move on." Connor suggests. I look at him sadly. I'm not sure I'm ready to move out and away from my roommates. Connor senses this .

"Ricky, no-one is dumping you as a roommate. I'd be glad to have you move with me wherever I end up." Connor is such a good friend. We spend the next few hours talking about how to tell the others and future projects and some of our dreams.

I finally make my way to my own bed and barely have enough energy to strip down to my boxers and get in. I totally pass out until I feel a set of arms wrap around me and the weight of a familiar body on top of me.

"Kian, what time is it?" I ask without opening my eyes.

"Almost noon. Did you sleep well?" He asks. I guess I slept really well, if it is almost noon. I open my eyes. Kian is basically lying on top of me in his tux shirt and pants. I smile at him.

"How did it go pal?" I ask.

"It was perfect Ricky. Andrea was so surprised and she said yes. We spent hours on the beach before going back to her place for the night. Thank you Rick. I'm so happy and I couldn't have done it without you."

And I am so happy for him. His face is so close that I could kiss him but I know that would be wrong. So I reach up and lightly muss his hair and tell him, "Well I love both of you and I'm really happy for you." Then I roll him off me so we are lying side by side. I tap his wrist lightly and say, "I'm gonna go use the toilet and wash up. Why don't you get changed and we can have lunch and you can tell me all about it. I know the other guys want to hear what happened too."

I freshen up a little and take a quick shower and emerge back into my room in just a towel to find Kian still lying on my bed, still dressed in his tux shirt and pants although he's undone a couple of shirt buttons and he's not wearing any socks. He looks concerned. I decide I'm not going to lie down next to him in just a towel. I need to get dressed but I give up all pretenses of modesty and take my towel off and start drying myself in front of him.