The Letter

~3 Months Later~ Well, it’s been 3 months since I started this tour with them. Me and Ricky are now in a relationship and Oli is my best friend. It was the last day of tour, we were supposed to go to some huge party tonight, but I had to find a way out of it, I can’t be in clubs, my birthday was close, but I was still 16.
“Ricky!” I cried from outside.
“What babe?” He asked, stepping outside.
“Hello.” I said smiling.
He laughed and rushed to me. He picked me up around my stomach and spun me around. He threw me over his shoulder and started running around. “Let me down!!” I shouted laughing. “Never!” He cooed. After a few minutes he stopped, I got down and sat on a towel I had on the ground. The LA sun was beating down on me, it was so fucking hot. I got up and decided to go on a walk to a beach. I paid a hell of a lot of money to get to go on the private beach. I kicked the sand around with my toes, splashed the water around, and took some shells. I loved the beach, it was one of my favorite places to go. It was beautiful and fun.
“It’s Ricky! It’s Ricky!” My ringtone shouted. “Hello?” I asked into the phone. “Where’d you go?!” Ricky shouted back. “I’m just at the beach, I’m headed home.” I hung up and started walking in the direction that I came, I signed a few things for these girls, took a picture or two, and stopped for coffee, but I made it back to the busses.
Ricky looked at me with concern when he saw that I was back. I assured him I was fine and that I just needed some time to myself. Though, tomorrow I would be going back to New York with my aunt, Ricky would stay in LA with the rest of MIW. Bring me would come back with me so that they could go back to London, but they’d be staying with me for a few days. Maybe Ricky could come back too.
I sighed and began packing up all of my clothes and souvenirs I had gotten from this trip. I stole a couple of Ricky’s shirts and sprayed some of his cologne on them, just so I had his scent. I needed to tell him how old I was, he thought I was so much older, but I’m not. I’m only 16. I turn 17 soon...next month. My aunt is okay with it though, and she’s my guardian. But Ricky is 25. Does she know that?
I kind of like Oli too, but he’s fucking 27. But Oli is my best friend, I couldn’t date him. Stop thinking like that Ashley! You have Ricky and he is the best mother fucker out there. As I finished packing up my stuff, I walked outside and Oli was on the steps with his head in his hand.
“Oli, what’s wrong?” I asked sitting on the ground next to him.
“I’m really fucking tired.” He laughed.
“Oh Oli!” I laughed hugging him “Oh hey, I have a question!”
“What is it short stack?”
I shot him a sarcastic glare, “Can I have one of your shirts?”
“Why?” He asked, looking at me confused.
“Just so I can have one, sell it maybe. Oh no I’m joking. I just got to remember what my Oli smells like!”
“Of course you can sweetheart.”
He led me into his bus and grabbed one of his shirts. He sprayed an extra-large amount of cologne on it and handed it to me, “Here.” He smiled. “Thanks.” I hugged him and left the bus. I folded it nicely and placed it in my suitcase. I sat on mine and Ricky’s bunk. I don’t know where they were, but I was thinking of leaving early. There was no need for me to stay. But I at least wanted to tell everyone goodbye tomorrow morning. Except Bring me, they’re coming back with me.
The boys stepped onto the bus and greeted me, I told them hey and got back to what I was doing, oh, right, I wasn’t doing anything. Everyone was packing so I decided to just sit outside. I sat on the picnic table, waiting for everyone to leave again for the concert. Oops, wrong again, we did the LA concert last night. As soon as dark hit they were all out, leaving to go partying.
“Aren’t you going?” They asked.
“Nah, I’m going to catch up on my sleep, I need it.” I laughed.
They walked off, a few cabs came to get them, and then they were off. It was just me there, I got on my phone and decided to Skype my Aunt. She didn’t answer, so I tried my dad. I hadn’t talked to him since I moved. He answered and we talked about how we were doing. He got a new girlfriend and he’s a week sober. I told him about everything I’m doing. He said he was proud of me. We finished Skyping and I found myself scrolling through Tumblr.
~5 hours later~ I found myself drifting off into a sleep, but before I could the bus door slammed open, causing me to jump scaring the shit out of me. “Ashhshshslyyy!” They voice called out. Someone was drunk, who was it? “Yes?” I replied, my voice shaking.
The curtain to the bunk opened and it was just a drunk Ricky. “Hello Ricky.” I laughed. He crawled on top of me and began kissing me, nothing passionate, just full of extreme lust. I kissed him back, resting my hands on the curve in his back.
He began grinding on me. I could feel his bulge getting bigger. “Right here. Right now.” He whispered. I nodded my head, kind of scared of this Ricky. He started kissing down my collarbone. He slid his hands up my shirt and pulled it off. He started kissing up my stomach, I let out little moans as he reached my bra. He lifted me up and undid it, then slammed me back on the bed. He sucked on each nipple, leaving both hard and wet.
He moved down, placing kisses everywhere, until he reached my pantie line. He looked up at me and I nodded. He grabbed the sides with his fingers and began pulling them down. He took them off at my feet and placed his head in between my legs. He started drawing circles around my clit with his tongue, “R-Riickkyy” I moaned out. I felt him grin as he took a finger and pushed it into my tight hole. I let out a loud moan as he started thrusting it faster. He placed another and then another. Every time he’d move, I’d moan loudly.
He removed his fingers and licked all of my juices off of them. He moved his face back up to mine and crashed his lips onto mine. His tongue ran against my bottom lip begging for entrance, I quickly complied and our tongues were wrestling.
He moved off and shimmied his pants off. His large erection popped out. My eyes widened when I realized that that was about to go inside of me. He grinned and put it at my entrance. My breath hitched as he slowly pushed it in. He let me adjust to his large size before he started thrusting. “Rickkyy mmm. Babbyy, don- don’t stop.” I moaned out. He started thrusting faster, making me moan. The sound of my moaning and the skin slapping together filled the air.
I felt my insides begin to tighten up, “Rickyy I-I’m cummmm” I moaned out as an orgasm washed over me. My hips bucked as he kept thrusting. He let out a loud moan as he shot a load into me. He kissed me one last time and crashed down next to me.
~Ricky’s POV~ I heard soft snores, letting me know Ashley was asleep. I got up, and I made my way into the shower to clean my body of the sweat and alcohol. It was odd that Chris didn’t go partying with us tonight like he usually does. He normally always goes. I interrupted my thought and got out of the shower then grabbed a pair of shorts.
After lightly dressing, I glanced at Chris’ bunk. He wasn't in there. Well okay. That was unexpected. I decided to check outside, and there he was, sitting on the steps to the doorway.
“Man, what’s up?” I asked, sitting on the table across from him, taking out a cigarette.
“Do you even know how old she is?” Chris asked with a suppressed angry look on his face.
“Like...18 right?”
“She looks 16, maybe 17,” Chris sighed, “I think that’s illegal bro.”
I tried not to let reality hit me, but I couldn't hold it in.

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