*A little bit of sexual content! You have been warned! ** will be where it starts ends**

Riccardo's POV

2 Years Later

I walk into the locker room with my basketball team. They are all causing a ruckus. We just had a hard practice. We lost our last game and our coach wasn't having it. 

"Ricky! Can I talk to you for a minute after your shower?" asks the Coach. 

"Sure." The boys start oooo ing. I laugh and throw my sweaty shirt at one of them. 

I get into the shower. Now, what do I have to do? I have to go RA meeting today. I have a test in Architect Studio class in two days.. I should study for that. Lance wants to meet up today too. I should text him back. 

I wrap a towel around me and head back to get dressed. I walk into the coach's office. He smiles at me and ushers me to sit down. I lean back and look at the past trophies the school has won. 

"How are you doing Ricky?" 

"Pretty well, sir. Still sore from the game." He smiles. 

"You take of yourself okay? I also wanted to see if you wanted to be team captain senior year with Stephen." My eyebrows raise. 

"Seriously?" 

"Our current captains recommended you and I have to agree you have an amazing work ethic, you are like an older brother to the lower class man. They really look up to you." I look down embarrassed. 

"Geeze coach..." He laughs. " I really hope you will consider it." 

"No need to think about it. I will do it." He shakes my hand. 

"I am glad! The boys will be glad to hear it." I stand up and head out. 

Its currently snowing. I meet up with Lance at Starbucks.  Lance sees me and waves. I come over and put my basketball bag on the side. 

"Hey, there superstar," Lance says jokingly. I laugh at his comment. "You are looking at the future captain of the basketball team." His eyes widened. .

"No way that's amazing... I am really happy for you..."

"How  was your study abroad to that culinary school in London?" Lance went to London for a year to study culinary arts. He just got back this semester. 

"It was amazing... I am so glad I went." 

" I bet Rosie was happy to see when you came back." He laughs. 

"Yeah... But man did I miss her so much. I don't want us to be separated for that long ever again." I drink my coffee. "I called you here because I need your help." 

"With what?" 

"I want to propose to Rose." My eyes widen. 

"Really?" He nods. I smile and stand up and put my hands out. "Bring it in." He hugs me. "Its about damn time." He laughs. 

"I am so happy for you! Who's your best man?" Lance blankly looks at me. I laugh. "Relax I know I am. I am just playing with you." 

We sit back down. "You know Torsha is going to be the maid of honor." I don't say anything.

"and?" 

"I am making sure you know... Have you talked to her since the date a couple of years ago?" I shake my head. 

It was better for us to be apart. 

"I haven't seen her in two years." I have actually been hooking up with Blue. I'm not quite sure if Torsha knows but I am assuming that she hates my guts now.

She deserves someone better than me.

Lance sighs and shakes his head. "Look I am going to be honest with you. I don't like what you did and I think you are making a mistake." I blow his statement off. I stand up and put my bag overhead. 

"Yeah, I know. Rosie told me the same thing... I think its better this way." 

"No its not better. You just don't want to face your feelings. Then like a pussy you backed out." I hate it when he is right, but I don't want to hear it right now. 

"I gotta meet up with Blue." Lance gives me a disapproving look. "I know I  know..." I walk out.

**Torsha and Blue don't room with each other anymore. So go to her place. She opens the door with barely any clothes on. She pulls me in and kisses me. I drop my bags at the front of the door. 

"It's about time you showed up, I was about to get started without you." I pick up her while she puts her tongue in my mouth. Our tongues danced with one another's. I slam her against the wall. She lets out a moan as I nibble and lick her neck. 

She smells like weed and booze. I rip her shirt and kiss her chest. She moans as I kiss her to her belly button. Her fingers run through my hair. She takes off my shirt and bites me in my neck. 

This is the same thing we do every single time we meet up. It's starting to get old. Her moans get louder the harder and the faster I pound her. 

 Wonder what Torsha sounds like? 

The moment I asked that question I realized I fucked up. Now, I can't get Torsha out of my head. 

I turn Blue to face the wall. I desperately thrust into her. 

I groan in frustration as I rest my head on the back of blue's back to regain focus.

She moans louder. 

I can't do this anymore. 

I pull out before I even finish and walk away from her. 

**  I clean my self off and cover my face. Blue confused as fuck walks up to me. 

"What the fuck Riccardo?!" she yells. 

"I exhausted Blue." I need to leave. I grab my stuff and leave the apartment.

"What the-" I slam the door on her.

These past two years have been nothing but a blur. I think bout the way things ended between us all the time and I wish I could take it back. I'm back to where I started. 

Wanting her.

But she has probably moved on to someone more suited for her. 

The first person I wanted to tell that I made it on the basketball was her.

I stop alongside a building and slide down to the ground and buried my face in my hands.

But fuck I need her so bad.