Without You (Riker Lynch)

|23| Asshole

*** Jocey here. So I am helping Shenanay with her book cuz she is being a lazy turd and has writers block. So Jocey to the rescue :) !! Okay so I hope you like my little chapter. It'll probably be the only one so don't worry, y'all don't have to deal with my bullshit that long ***

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Ross's POV (A little earlier)

I watch Rocky pound on the bedroom door of Riker's bedroom, since both Riker and Charlie are in there.

"Whaaaatt," Charlie yells.

"We're going to get mom's car fixed, you guys coming?" Rocky yells through the door. There's silence for a couple seconds before Charlie says, "Nah, we'll stay!"

"Okay," Rocky mumbles and turns to me. "You coming Ross?"

"Nah, I'm gonna go bother Jocey," I say and stand up from the couch, stretching my limbs. Rocky rolls his eyes at me.

"Jesus, you act like she's your girlfriend," he chuckles and heads towards the door.

She will be soon, I think to myself, hopefully.

I grab my bike and pedal towards Jocey's house since it wasn't that far away. Plus, I need the exersice since I couldn't really work out on tour. Once I reach her place a smile to myself, knowing that she's probably in her room.

Should I be spontaneous and throw rocks at her window or should I be a loser and knock on the door?

Is this even a fucking question.

I quickly run towards the side of the house, knowing which room was Jocey's since we used to hang out when we were little. I grab some pebbles from the ground and start throwing them towards window, hoping none of them accidentally break the window. That wouldn't be very sexy at all.

It takes about 10 pebbles before the curtains slide open and Jocey's face appears. I grin up at her, even though her face shows clear annoyance. She opens the window and gives me a questioning look.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" She exclaims. I stick my hands in my pockets and shrug.

"I thought maybe we could... I don't know... Hang out?" I nervously chuckle and scratch the back of my neck. Even from 20 feet below, I see her eyebrow arch up.

"What makes you think I want to hang out with you on a free day, huh Lynch?" She smirks down at me. I laugh.

"Come on, babe, just a walk in the park is all im asking," I grin at her. She rolls her eyes.

"Don't call me babe, I'm not your freaking girlfriend," she snaps and closes her window. My grin falters a bit before I sigh and start walking towards the front to pick up my bike.

I guess she really doesn't like me.

"Hey asshole, wait up," I hear from behind me. I turn around and am greeted by the smirking face of the Jocey St. James. "You weren't gonna leave me here alone were you?"

"Well I thought you rejected me... Again."

She laughs at my statement and loops her free arm with mine. She shakes her head, "Well I can't seem like I like you all the time. You need some boundaries, Lynch."

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"Stop it, it's my ice cream you have your own!" Jocey giggles at me trying to lick her ice cream cone.

"But yours is chocolate, mine is simple vanilla this isn't fair," I whine and pout my lip. She laughs and shakes her head.

"I told you to get strawberry but you insisted it would be too sweet!"