Accidents Happen

Chapter 10

(Skylar's P.O.V)
After calming down a little, I send my mom a text telling her to come get me.
"You okay now?" Emery asks softly, still letting me rest my head against his shoulder, his arm around me.
"Yeah. I think so." I say, looking across the table at Ricky and he smiles at me slightly.
"Thank you, guys." I say softly to them.
"Anytime. We've always got your back." Ricky smiles at me and I nod, smiling back at him.
"Yeah. We're always gonna be here for you." Emery smiles, kissing my head gently.
"I really appreciate it." I smile at them, both of them smiling back. We walk down the sidewalk, my moms car stopping on the side of the road and rolling down the window.
"Let's go home, Skylar." She says and I nod.
"I'll call you later." Emery says hugging me tightly.
"Okay." I say, hugging him back. I look at Ricky and he smiles slightly. I let go of Emery and walk to Ricky, wrapping my arms around him tightly, laying my head against his chest.
"Thank you." I say quietly to him.
"Of course, Sky." He says, hugging me back tightly.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow." I say pulling away from the hug.
"Okay. Call us if you need anything." Emery says waving to me as I get in the car. I wave to them and my mom drives away, heading home.
"Sorry I had to call you away from work." I say to her, making her shake her head.
"Honey, you know I'll always be there if you need anything. No matter what. Okay?" She says to me and I nod, smiling slightly at her.
"So, who were those boys?" She asks curiously.
"The blonde is Ricky. And the other one is Emery. Their record label thought it would be smart if I faked a relationship with Emery so they can sell more music." I explain to her.
"That's childish. Who's their label?" She asks curiously.
"Hollywood." I tell her and she nods.
"That makes sense." She says laughing slightly.
"Yeah. The dudes an egghead." I laugh, and she quickly agrees with me.
"I think Emery likes you." She says and I shrug.
"It'll help people believe it." I tell her and she nods.
"So what happened earlier?" She asks me, referring to Lisa.
"Oh, yeah. So remember how I said I didn't want to model for H&M?" I ask my mom, looking over at her.
"Yeah. The swim suits are too exposing." She says to me and I nod.
"Right. Well, Lisa knows my limits and everything I don't want to do. But she tried to get me to do the same meeting in 2 days. And when I confronted her about it, she lied to me AND what's worse is she made me break a promise to the boys. Not once. But twice." I say, and she sighs.
"I thought she'd look out for you." She says softly.
"She did. For like a year." I say and she nods.
"True. It's okay though. We'll find you a new manager. You could probably call Jerry and ask for a new one." She says and I agree with her.
"I'll do it tomorrow. I'm kinda worn out. I think I'm gonna go lay down." I say as she pulls in the driveway.
"Okay. I'll wake you when dinners ready, if you fall asleep." She says and I nod, walking inside and up to my room, laying across my bed and looking out my window at the Hollywood skyline.

(Ricky's P.O.V)
"Joby. I need you to take me to Skylar's." I say, remembering the conversation I just had with Simon. I try not to cry, feeling frustrated and down right angry. Is this how Skylar felt before she broke down? If it was, I know how she felt.
"Okay?" He says and I get up, grabbing a jacket.
"Does she know you'll be over?" He asks me.
"No. I want to surprise her." I say, and he nods, grabbing the keys and following me to the car. I give him the address and he gets there in a short amount of time.
"I'll call you when I'm ready to come back." I tell him, sliding out of the car and walking up to the porch. Okay Ricky. You got this. Just tell her. I take a deep breath and ring the doorbell, waiting for an answer.
"Ricky. Hi! What can I do for you?" Her mom asks cheerfully, opening the door.
"Is Skylar awake?" I ask curiously.
"Let me check. Come on in." She says, moving aside and letting me in.
"Thank you." I say, going to sit on the couch and waiting for Skylar to come down. With each second that passes, I get more nervous than I ever have been before in my entire life.

(Skylar's P.O.V)
I hear my door open and I look over my shoulder.
"Hey, Ricky's here to see you." My mom's voice says softly.
"Ricky?" I ask her and she nods. I practically jump out of bed and run down the stairs.
"Ricky." I smile, his head turning to the sound of my voice.
"Hey." He says, sounding slightly nervous.
"Is everything okay?" I ask him curiously.
"Um, not exactly." He says and I start to get worried.
"Okay, what's on your mind?" I ask sitting next to him on the couch.
"Um, so you know how you have to fake that relationship with Emery?" He asks me.
"Yeah. What about it?" I ask him curiously.
"I don't exactly know how to say this. These last couple days have been horrible for me. I'm glad he's happy and everything but I can't stand seeing him with the person I'm head over heels for." He says and I look up at him.
"Wait, me?" I ask him and he nods.
"I know it's wrong because it could get me in huge trouble but I can't help it. I've tried shaking it off and it doesn't work. Nothing works. And it kills me to know that I can't have you," He says, starting to cry.
"Ricky. Please don't cry." I beg him, putting my hand on the back of his neck gently.
"I know I shouldn't say this but, I think I'm slowly falling in love with you, Skylar." He tells me and I smile softly, leaning my head on his shoulder.
"I don't think you could've said it any better." I smile up at him.
"Really? You feel the same?" He asks curiously.
"I felt something the very first time I met you. It's almost like we were supposed to meet." I smile at him, a smile coming to his face.
"But what do we do? I can't have you. According to the contract, you belong to Emery for lord knows how long." He says, getting frustrated again.
"Hey. We'll figure this out. Okay?" I ask, grabbing his hand, intertwining our fingers slowly, leaning my head on his shoulder.
"We'll figure this out. Together." I say, feeling him nod slowly.
"I was worried you'd hate me." He says after a while.
"Honestly, I don't think I could ever hate you." I giggle, kissing his cheek gently.
"I'm sure you could. But I don't wanna know what that feels like." He says smiling at me. I nod and keep my head on his shoulder, his hand still holding mine. This is wrong, but it feels right. It feels normal.

(Ricky's P.O.V)
She actually feels the same way. And right now. I don't give a crap what anyone says to me. The contract didn't mean anything to me right now. Right now, I was happy. I felt like I was on top of the world. Her hand fits perfectly with mine, almost like a puzzle piece that's finally found its match.
"I'm glad you told me, Ricky." She says softly, looking at me.
"Me too. I'm sure you'd kinda caught on. I know I've been kinda pouty lately." I admit, making her giggle again.
"I did notice you'd been upset and trust me, I don't like it when you're upset." She says, making me smile at her.
"It killed me to see you cry earlier." I admit to her, feeling like I could tell her anything now that she knows the truth.
"I didn't want to cry, but I couldn't help it. I was fed up with it." She says shaking her head.
"Don't worry, I don't think any less of you. At least now I know you're human too." I smile at her, kissing her forehead lightly.
"Well, you know, sometimes this business gets the better of people." She says looking at me.
"I agree. Just don't ever change. Please." I say to her and she nods quickly.
"I don't plan on it." She giggles, her hand squeezing mine gently. I smile and lean my head against hers, sitting in a perfect silence. I told you I was doomed. I knew it from the second I met her I'd eventually fall for her. I just didn't know when, why or how. But now I do. Being loved by someone is something, but to be loved by the one YOU love, it's everything.