Status: I'm sorry if it's messy to start with, I promise it'll get better!
Synthetic Love.
I don't deserve you. I want to hurt you.
It had all started since they met on the set for Angel Eyes. Okay, so sure.. Ricky wasn't actually part of the song, video or anything really. He was just there to take Chris to and from the shoot. But there was something between them, Ash and Ricky. They weren't so much inseperable than in denial. On the final day of shooting they had exchanged numbers, and been pretty much texting ever since, but if anyone asked? It was just friendship.
The day was a very special one, mind. Bands were being called about Warped Tour spots, Ash sat nervously by her phone the entire morning, praying for the call. Motionless In White had already been announced, and in all honesty she wanted an excuse to see Ricky. The same was for him, he sat nervously by his phone waiting for the all-important call, not from Warped staff. But from Ash. It was like a soppy chick flick scene,the boy waiting for the phone call from the girl, determining their fate; and in a strange reality, that summed up the two. A chick flick. Ricky laughed at the romantic thoughts - the two reliving a classic chick flick - but was quickly inturrupted by the sound of his phone vibrating. With lightning speed he picks up the phone, his grey eyes staring down at the screen.. A text.. It had to be bad news if she couldn't deliver it over the phone. The pale skinned man took a deep breath as he opened the message. He couldn't bare to look. His eyes shot shut. After a few moments of mentally cursing himself he finally opened an eye to read the message;
"See you on Warped, Olsonxxx"
A wide grin spread across the mans face as he read it. Ashley fucking Costello was going to be there alomg with him, and Ash was as happy as he was. She couldn't believe her luck, playing Warped wqs a dream, yet spending that much time with Ricky meant more to her, butterflies filled her stomach at the thought of his smile, his laugh, his eyes, him. Just, him. Her brown eyes flit down to her phone as it lit up, displaying a message;
"I'm looking forward to it, Costello xxx"
That was the problem, it was clear that they had feelings for each other, anyone with common sense could see. But it wasn't clear to them, it never had been. They could admit their feelings to others just fine but as soon as someone hinted that the feeling was mutual; the dreaded line was repeated. The line that made the two feel sick to their stomachs and the words tasted like poison..
"I'm just a friend.."
The day was a very special one, mind. Bands were being called about Warped Tour spots, Ash sat nervously by her phone the entire morning, praying for the call. Motionless In White had already been announced, and in all honesty she wanted an excuse to see Ricky. The same was for him, he sat nervously by his phone waiting for the all-important call, not from Warped staff. But from Ash. It was like a soppy chick flick scene,the boy waiting for the phone call from the girl, determining their fate; and in a strange reality, that summed up the two. A chick flick. Ricky laughed at the romantic thoughts - the two reliving a classic chick flick - but was quickly inturrupted by the sound of his phone vibrating. With lightning speed he picks up the phone, his grey eyes staring down at the screen.. A text.. It had to be bad news if she couldn't deliver it over the phone. The pale skinned man took a deep breath as he opened the message. He couldn't bare to look. His eyes shot shut. After a few moments of mentally cursing himself he finally opened an eye to read the message;
"See you on Warped, Olsonxxx"
A wide grin spread across the mans face as he read it. Ashley fucking Costello was going to be there alomg with him, and Ash was as happy as he was. She couldn't believe her luck, playing Warped wqs a dream, yet spending that much time with Ricky meant more to her, butterflies filled her stomach at the thought of his smile, his laugh, his eyes, him. Just, him. Her brown eyes flit down to her phone as it lit up, displaying a message;
"I'm looking forward to it, Costello xxx"
That was the problem, it was clear that they had feelings for each other, anyone with common sense could see. But it wasn't clear to them, it never had been. They could admit their feelings to others just fine but as soon as someone hinted that the feeling was mutual; the dreaded line was repeated. The line that made the two feel sick to their stomachs and the words tasted like poison..
"I'm just a friend.."
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I know, it's not very good and it's pretty short.. But I promise once I can add some of my ideas in it'll be better, I don't want to add all the twists at the beginning.