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Raven

"You ready?" Richie asked me as i walked downstairs. I nodded. I was wearing short ovveralls with a white croptop underneath, black vans, fake round glasses, and my hair up in two buns. We headed out to the car.

In the car Richie let me play music. I put on Guns For Hands [By Twenty One pilots]. We both sang along.

"I know what you think in the morning. When the sun shines and tge ground. And show, what you have done. It shows, where your mind has gone. And you swear to your parents, that it will never happen agian. I know, i know. What that means, i know."

[At The Furniture Store]

We walked into the store. We were greeted by an overly friendly employee. "Welcome! Anything in particular you're looking for?" He asked us. Ugh. I hate overly positive people. "No, we're fine." I told him quietly. The whole time we were there i noticed him following us. And just looking at me. This made me uncomfortable.

Richie

Raven seemed wierded out. "Raven you feel okay?" I asked her as we were walking around. "Yeah." She replied. I nodded. After a few minutes she spoke up, "Is it just me or is that dude watching us?" . "Well, now that you mention it, yeah i guess it kinda does." I say. She looks at me. "You wanna leave?" I ask her lovingly. She shrugs, "It's not the first time i've had a stalker." I nod.

Raven

After we're done at the furniture store we go to Olive Garden for Lunch. I can't help but keep falling for Richie. I love him. Woah.

What are saying? Richie doesn't loce you. He hates you.

I know

He doesn't want you alive. You should die. Just do it.

Shut up

It was like i had my own personal Blurry. How great. We pulled into the Olive Garden parking lot. As we walked in the doors i noticed the waiter eyeing me up and down. I mean, it's not the first time it's happened. It usually doesn't go any further than that.

We sat down at our booth and talked for a bit. "So, i see that you've been doing a lot of original songs lately." Richie said. "Yeah, i'm kind of working on an album." I shrugged. "I'm sure it will be beautiful." He said, making me blush. I'm really not that good at singing.

The waiter kept flirting with me the whole time. Everytime he did Richie would give him a death glare. Was he...jealous?

When we were walking out of the restaurant, the waiter grabbed my wrist. He handed me a piece of paper. "Anytime." He said. Richie quickly grabbed my free arm, which hurt my other arm. He pulled me away from the waiter and out the door. "Richie, that hurt!" I complained as we were walking to the car. "I'm sorry. I just didn't like him touching you." Richie apologized. I blushed. "It's okay. It's nit the first time that's happened. I'm pretty used to it by now." I replied. My arm was still hurting. I didn't really care that much.

We pulled in the Richie's driveway. "Seeing as the furniture won't be here fof a few day, i'll let you stay here." Richie told me as he got out of the car. "Thanks." I thanked him. He walked over to my side of the car and opened my door. I smiled at him and got out.

It was about 4:30 and we were both sitting on the couch watching a movie. "We should film a video together." Richie suggested. "Sounds good." I replied. We got up from the couch and i followed Richie to his recording room/office. "What do you wanna do?" He asked. I shrugged. "I honestly don't care." I told him. "How about..acapella...Lane Boy?" He asked me. "Why not?" I said smiling.

After we finished recording we watched another movie. Richie sat on the couch next to me. His arm snaked around my neck. I didn't mind though. I laid my head on his shoulder. We eventualy fell asleep on the couch.

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