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Everything and More ✦ Rucas

Prompt: The core six are on a road trip, and It’s all fun in games until suddenly there is only one bed. And two people left.

The idea of a road trip seemed like a good one. At first.

The many miles the six drove and endured to reach the peak of somewhere near Niagara Falls was entertaining, but grueling all the same. There was laughter, loud music, and lots and lots of fast food visits. They often had placed bets or participated in contests to see how many tacos Zay could eat in five minutes, or who could guess a song. Great way to spend your final weeks of the summer before senior year, right?

It was more than fun, it was great.

"Get off me!"

"Stop kicking my seat, or I'll replicate your DNA to make a copy of yourself to choke you."

"I have to pee."

"Oh my God Lucas, those aren't horses."

"What time is it?"

"Stop listening to Drake or I swear I'm going to jump out of this vehicle."

Well, maybe not everything was great. There were the ups and downs; after all, what all can you do when you have a car full of six teenagers?

"When do you think we're gonna get there?" Riley barely whispered, as it was almost midnight and her friends were all mostly asleep around her. She was sitting up in the passengers seat, hurdled up more accurately, as Maya drove. Everyone was rotating, taking turns on the wheel. "The motel is only four minutes away. I suggest you start waking everyone up soon." Maya responded back, before she herself slightly yawned.

Riley nodded in affirmation, before she slowly turned around in her seat to glance back at the others. But when she did, she noticed Lucas, the green eyed boy staring outside the window beside him, the full moons ever glowing light casting upon his face which showed his structural cheekbones and jawline.

She parted her lips, about to say something, but he noticed. It wasn't long until his eyes met hers, and she smiled tiredly. "We're almost there." She spoke with a soft tone. Lucas instantly nodded, before shifting in his seat under her gaze. "It would probably be best if we started waking them up now, who the hell knows how moody they're going to be."

"There's a eighty seven percent chance that the others are going to be very disgruntled when they wake." A voice suddenly peeped out of nowhere.

Riley turned her head to see Isadora suddenly yawning, while sitting up with her head no longer lying on her boyfriend, the geniuses, chest. "Thank you for that calculation, Smackle. Think you can conjure one up for how likely it is for Zay to punch me once I wake him up?" Lucas sounded grim towards the end of his sentence.

"Oh that's one hundred percent." Smackles grin reached her eyes. The blonde boy frowned simultaneously while groaning. Riley giggled a tiny bit, eyes meeting Lucas' before she fell back down into her seat comfortably.

"We're here, guys." Maya denounced.

✦

It was just a one night stop. A motel to get a good nights rest before they would reach their actual destination tomorrow afternoon. The rooms were tiny, although budget friendly, so they took what they could get. Two people in each room, two beds. The plan seemed to be working so well.

Until everyone trudged across the motel balconies, eyes hung low with bloodshot vessels. Farkle was practically carrying Isadora into their room. And that was the problem—everyone was retrieving to the rooms without a word, so solemnly yet so fast. Riley was following Maya, hot on her tail, as they reached a room, but she was quickly halted as the spicy blonde whipped around to face her.

"We'll see you guys in the morning." She suddenly says with a small, but evident smile. Lucas is standing a bit back, although he is now clearly alarmed. Riley's eyebrows furrow before her eyes flash before her life and she notices Zay unlocking their door, and sneaking inside.

"What—" She begins to say, but before her sentence is finished Maya interrupts the middle of hers. "You two enjoy your night." She smirks, yet tiredly, as she begins to turn around to walk inside the room. Lucas suddenly felt his face drain of color, yet he's so shocked he doesn't have the strength to say anything.

"Maya Hart don't you dare—!" Riley crows, fists clutched by her sides as the door suddenly closes in her face.

Maya knew the situation behind the brunette and blonde boy. This was her job as a dependable best friend, right? Force the two meant-to-be's into one room, and it would all work out. At least she thought it would.

Riley released a big huff, fists clenched deeply by her sides as she's still facing the door, nose to cold metal. Lucas is standing idle, and he's trying to ignore the way his heart is rapidly beating at the moment but he can't. Not when he knows that he now has to share a room with her, the girl he's been in love with for, God, who knows how long? More than three years, that's for sure.

He kind of wanted to elude and hurl himself off of this balcony, but decided against it. That wouldn't help the situation at hand.

The truth was, Lucas didn't want to be near her so often because he couldn't control himself when he was. Meaning, his heart would beat so rapidly he was scared she might hear it. His eyes linger over her for too long, flicking away too slowly when she turns, too many times, as he just tries to imprint every second and every chance he can get with her into his memory. And he wonders, if they can read each other so well as friends, why is she so oblivious to his feelings for her? He's not sure how she misses it, and acts like nothing happens. Like when his hand just naturally falls on the small or her back when they're side to side, walking through crowds of people in school, millimeters away before she moves. Maybe she's just willfully ignoring it, to spare his feelings or two.

Maybe her feelings were platonic. Maybe she didn't care to explore the way she felt about him anytime after freshman year, maybe it just wasn't important to her anymore. That's what Lucas constantly tried to tell himself, a mental affirmation that nothing would ever blossom between them again. Their eyes scrape over each other's, catching on the rough edges and never quite meeting most of the time. But that's it.

And when they talk, it's only in a group most of the time. It's not like they had a falling out or anything, it's just that life decided to sway a different direction. Everyone developed ... changed. It was just her time, and he respected that. He just didn't expect to lose her in the process of it all. Why did life have to get so ... complicated?

Riley is still frustrated at what just happened. And honestly, it's a bit of a turn on for Lucas to see her so riled up. But that he wouldn't dare admit. Riley finally decided to turn her angry, stoic glare away from the door, so it would soften as she turned to face the blonde boy who was nervously fidgeting with the hem of his long sleeved shirt.

The edges of the brunettes lips tilted upwards warmly, a stark contrast to moments ago. "I'm sorry, about all of this. Maya's just being Maya, you know. I don't mind sharing a room with you." She says, as if to ease any tension that might have been building up between them.

Lucas looks up to her, while shaking his head. "It's okay, don't worry about it. Everyone's tired." He laughs, although it doesn't reach his eyes as he's grabbing the room key and unlocking the room door.

Kill me now, he thought.

Riley nods her head, while adjusting the strap of her duffle bug more firmly on her shoulder. Despite how his hands are shaking, Lucas opens the door, allowing Riley to walk in first. She whispers a silent thank you.

And all is okay then. Until he walks into the room, and realizes,

There's only one bed.

Just their luck. Dammit Maya Hart, always having a plan.

Lucas' breath gets caught in his throat quite abruptly, but the fact of it all doesn't seem to phase Riley. Or at least, she didn't let him know that.

Riley is walking over to the desk, as she plops her bag up on top temporarily. It isn't long until she's sitting at the foot of the bed, untying her shoelaces. Lucas slowly steps further into the room, and the suddenly sound the door clattering shut behind him makes him flinch, as he's already on edge.

He isn't sure what to do, or say now. The bed wasn't even a queen, though it could easily fit two people. But it would be close proximity. Too close for Lucas, way too close. Only in his dreams did something like this happen, where he would even have a second of a chance of laying down in the same bed with Riley Matthews. Some things are meant to stay in a daydream. He was too scared of messing anything up.

Riley began to unbutton her pink plaid shirt, since she was too tired to currently change in her pajamas, and sleeping in jeans only confirmed her exhaustion furthermore. Lucas slowly dropped his bag down next to him, but once her bare shoulders came into sight as her loose brown curls were shifted over to one side, he couldn't breathe anymore. The light fabric tank that covered her torso left very little to the imagination, so much that Lucas was forced to advert his eyes away. Riley finally released a breath, before her eyes fell upon Lucas' stature. She furrowed her eyebrows, even though her insides were fluttering up like someone had just pulled party poppers in her stomach. She tried to hide it. "Are you just gonna stand there?" She said playfully, although too tired to poke at the issue for too long.

Her words caused Lucas to shift his gaze from the floor, to her eyes. The way the moonlight was cascaded as a masquerade over her figure in this moment, the slight shadows of grey from the curtains causing lines to appear on her skin, it only made him much more attentive, unfortunately.

"I'll sleep on the floor." He finally spoke, breaking the eerily silence that had fallen upon them, before he began to kick of his shoes. Riley stared at him, almost appalled. She was giving him the 'don't be stupid' look at the moment, and it didn't go unnoticed by him. "Don't be ridiculous, the beds plenty big enough for both of us. Come on, it's late." She proclaimed, already feeling herself fall half asleep while sitting up. She patted the spot beside her, flashing him a small smile. He barely moved.

She turned off the beside lamp which was dim, and curled up underneath the warmth of the white blankets. Once her head hit the pillow, and she opened one eye to give him another look, he knew there was no way he would deny it now. She was stubborn, that was one thing he knew from the beginning.

They weren't children, it's not like this was compromising her virtue. Even if she had one. It was just a ... complicated mix of feelings, feelings that Lucas didn't want to reveal yet. But he knew he didn't have a choice, so he headed over to the one empty side of the bed, albeit rather slowly, before he hesitantly crawled under, finally, while feeling tense immediately.

He laid on his back, and it wasn't long until he heard the breath of contentment release from the girl beside him, as she slowly felt her eyelids close as she caved into her slumber. The stars would be dancing in her eyes now.

Lucas couldn't move. His heart flutters down his spine, and with reasonable cause. He's afraid she can hear his erratic heartbeat, as she's just a few inches from him now. His eyes stare at the bare ceiling above, and he tries to think of anything to rid his mind of this feeling. The feeling of wanting to turn over and wrap his arms around Riley Matthews. It was a hard one to ignore. Especially when he can hear her peaceful breathing, like the way she was falling asleep, much of how he fell for her. Slowly, and then all at once.

Thanks for that, John Green, Lucas thought grimly.

He swallowed hard. He was trying not to make this overwhelming, when it shouldn't even be a big deal. He's only dreamed of something like this for years, just a minor coincidence.

A coincidence is just the universes way of telling you something, Riley might as well have been practically saying it to him out loud in her sleep in this moment.

So Lucas just released a breath, his back pressing firmly into the mattress as he laid idle, as far from asleep as possible.

He's not sure what time it is now. He's felt like he's been laying in this position for hours on end, because he probably has. His mind was on overdrive basically, and he blamed his feelings for it completely.

His eyes have adjusted to the darkness, so he chances a look over at her. But what he doesn't expect to happen next, is her body shifting. She rolls over, facing him now. But she's still sound asleep, that peaceful look of content resting on her beautiful face. She's close now, really close. He can spot every freckle on her cheeks, and the crackles in her lips. He can notice the soft wisps of hair falling on her skin, and Lucas suddenly has the urge to brush them away.

No, you can't do that. But the feeling was overwhelming. His heart beats him to it before his mind can, and he's already brushing the soft piece of hair out of her face. And before he knew it, he was speaking the words he's always wanted to say, the words he never really found the strength to recall aloud.

He wanted her heart to speak to his, or more his heart touch hers. She's already got his heart, proclaimed it her own. And she didn't even know it. The reason he's still holding on after all, is because he needs this hole in his heart gone. He's missing her. All of her, and he just wants her back. He would do anything to have those deep and long soul satisfying talks they used to have, most specifically in libraries. He craves to feel her lips on his once more, three years being long enough of that distance. She dominated his thinking, every thought consumed of her.

And it was suddenly too late, he had felt safe knowing she was sound asleep in her own little world, that he thought he could finally tell his world what it was all about. There was no greater urge than in this moment now.

"I tried to tell myself that this would pass. That I could, forget about what we had, and what feelings I had formed so deeply for you ..." Lucas whispers so softly, he can barely hear himself.

His voice is shaky now, "But you walk into the room and you're just this light. The whole atmosphere changes, like the world shifts on it's axis because of your presence. Mine does. You look at me with those big brown eyes, and I see my life flashing right before me. Because all I see in it, is you." He admits, her eyes not flinching and her chest still rising and falling steadily. So he softly dances his fingertips across her cheek, letting his love overflow to her while she's completely unaware.

"You're everything and more ... to me. From the first day that I met you, I-It was like I wasn't ever the same again. But in that moment, when you fell into my arms and I held you so safely ... I did change. Everything did. You treated me like I mattered ... " Without realization, Lucas was inching closer and closer to her. And so he paused ... before there wasn't even a hairs breadth of space between them.

"And, I don't know, you looked at me like no one ever had." He whispered like it meant everything. Because it did.

"And that's why I haven't stopped myself from falling in love with you entirely." He admitted, more so to himself, after all this time. His finger caressed over her so softly and delicately, as if she was made from glass and he was scared she would purely shatter. But this, it felt right. God it felt so right. It felt like the biggest weight being lifted up and released from his shoulders.

And he knows, these moments don't last forever. So he slowly closes his eyes, burning this moment into his memory. Another piece of her to keep.

That's until her eyes suddenly flutter open.

As he doesn't realize, the most adoring smile curves onto her plump lips, while her heart wanted to fly out of her chest and soar at everything she had just heard. And that fact that this was reality, and not a dream of hers, made it all the more emotional.

Her eyes fall on his closed ones once more.

"I love you too." She whispers.

Lucas suddenly feels himself tense up immediately, freeze almost, a wave of nausea coursing through his veins as his heart suddenly picked up pace. He quickly opened his eyes, and was met with her glowing gaze. Her cheeks were tinted pink, and her smile was radiant.

He didn't know what to say. He could only muster out a few, choppy words. "W-What—" He was caught off guard completely, by her warming lips pressing up against his into a long awaited kiss. Her hands gently cupped his face.

It doesn't last long, it's a bit evanescent, but it's exquisite and sweet. The need in her touch explained it all, and the passion he delivered back against her lips was all they needed.

It was everything and more.

Their lips slowly untangled from each other's, faces barely inching away ... until their eyes opened at the same time, and their hearts were one in sync.

They held the love in their eyes, and the giggles and happy laughter that escaped them both from pure relief and finality, was more than enough.

It’s fair to say,

neither of them got much sleep afterwards.

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