Band imagines

My heart belongs to you- ricky olson

This is part two of 'pure angel' bounces between POV's often, I apologise if it's annoying. requested by bechorror and whyanshitkowski    :)

2011 was a rough year for the both of us. We struggled but we made it through.. just not together.
It's now 2022, time has flown by faster than we could comprehend.

We were too blinded by love that we didn't realise what were were getting ourselves into, we never spent time together. He was always in the studio like I was just in different ways.

I continued to dance and perform for people and as time went on his band was quickly growing. He was getting more recognition; he for sure didn't ever think he would be where he is now but I did. It happened much faster than I thought it would.

Being a dancer is hard, it's hard work.

2011, we spent every minute of every hour together, we were stuck at each other's hips. Inseparable.

He was my best friend, which in 2012 he asked me to be his lover. The first time we both said I love you was at a concert, a sold out one at that.

In 2013 he went to vans warped tour, I visited him for a week while he was there. We sold merch together, almost got kicked out multiple times.

In 2014 we tried weed for the first time, to say is didn't end well was an understatement. Chris said we were all over the place like teenagers once again.
I secretly loved the feeling, it wasn't the last time we did it. It progressively got easier.

In 2015- 2018 it was just long distance, he moved away with Chris and the band but I had to stay for dance. My mum would kill me if I left for Ricky, she never approved of him and we both gave up on trying to get her approval so we moved out together and got a house. I loved him and that's all that mattered.

In 2018 we argued.

And we argued.

And we split up..

Flashback~

"Well maybe we shouldn't be together then!" He screams, we both knew that deep down this was bound to happen. There was only so much we can do and this was long overdue.

"Fine.." I spoke through tears. His face paled immediately, I will never forget that look. We knew it wasn't like the other arguments we have had. It was different, it was serious. "Fine.." he said back.

We were silent both not wanting to accept the fact it was over after all these years of trying to keep together it's over just like that. He packed up his stuff from our shared house and took it out to his car.

I have never seen him cry so much, we were both messes but it was for the best.

"I love you y/n.. I really do.." he choked out.

"I love you too Rick.." I wrapped my arms around myself hoping to find some kind of comfort to make this easier but it was never going to be easy.

"Promise me you will look after yourself and not do anything stupid." I asked seriously, I wouldn't be able to live with myself.
"I promise. In another life.." he spoke in a quiet whisper, almost inaudible.

"In another life.." I spoke the same way, a hushed tone. I watched his car drive off. I walked inside and broke down crying, I cried for hours on end and shut myself off from everyone around me.

Flashback over~

Near the end of 2018 he moved in with Chris for the time being until he could get his own place, the lat time I ever spoke to him was in the driveway of our shared house. The house I still live in.