Ricky Olson/Devin Sola/(Y/N) Fan Fiction (Requested)
Inspired By: What You Know, Two Door Cinema Club
"I don’t know why you don’t believe me." Chris shook his head at me.
I felt like I was at an intervention. Chris sat me down to have a ‘serious talk’ and it ended up just being the thousandth time everyone’s told me that ‘Ricky and Devin love me’ and how the ‘abuse each other about it’.
"Yeah right." I rolled my eyes. "They’re successful, famous, can get what they want…like you…and I’m just a lowly tour manager!" I shouted at Chris. It was my same excuse every time.
"Whatever, (Y/N). One day there’ll be a big explosion." Chris shrugged, leaving the bus. The others were out and about doing God knows what.
A little after Chris left I started to hear shouting approaching the bus and my name sworn a couple of times. The door busted open and I saw Ricky and Devin with scowls on their faces that quickly changed to happiness when they saw me.
"Something wrong?" I hesitantly asked. They looked at each other and started blushing, anger returning.
"You have a decision." Devin crossed his arms.
"If you had to pick, which one of us would you go out with…me or this primadonna?" Ricky thumb pointed at Devin. He pouted at Ricky.
"Why?" I squinted my eyes.
"We both fucking like you, been fighting for ages. You’re just oblivious." Devin sighed sadly.
"Whoa, okay, slow down." I shook my head.
"You’ve got to pick." Ricky shook his head.
"Pressure." I stood up, holding my temples and left the bus. I did not want to pick. I loved them both, never like that yet, but that could easily be changed. They were both so…you know…
"Chris!" I shouted, seeing him smoking next to another bus with the other band members.
"Yeah?" He had a smirk on his face. It was the ‘I told you so’ face.
"You were right." I said breathlessly from running. I looked behind me to see Devin and Ricky walking towards us. "They want me to pick and I’m not ready." I felt crying coming on.
"(Y/N), calm down." Chris smiled at me.
"You can take your time. They’re just…immature." Josh shrugged.
"You don’t have to pick either." Ryan looked angrily at Josh.
"What should I do?" I furrowed my brow.
"Think long and hard…take your time…then tell one of them. They’re tough, they can take rejection." Chris smiled at me. I felt slightly better.
"(Y/N)?" Ricky tapped my shoulder. They were both standing behind me.
"Let’s go back to the bus. I’ve got some thinking to do." I motioned to both of them. They nodded out of sync.
Back on the bus, I thought long and hard. Ricky was examining his elbow and Devin had his arms crossed with attitude. (GIF Image) I wanted them both but their behavior is a great model as to why I shouldn’t indulge.
"I’ve made a decision." I looked at them. I hoped it was the right one.