I love these two, no matter who on and off they are and how much trouble they cause!

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters.

She was sexy, hot, gorgeous. She had everything, and she could have any guy that she wanted. Her long eyelashes blinked in the direction of the boys at school, and they came running, wanting to offer her everything they had, just for her smile of approval. And yet the only boy that Adrian Lee wanted, was the bad boy, the unreliable one. Rickey Underwood. The father of Amy Juergens baby. He had problems, deep rooted, dark secrets spreading through his past and shadowing his future. Adrian only knew the start. She saw the surface image, the beautiful smile, the gorgeous wink, that easy laugh that drew girls in like bees to honey. She also saw past the facade, and into the person who was hiding beneath.

Adrian always forgave Rickey. Always. He tripped up, made a mistake, hurt her, hurt him, hurt everyone. She forgave him. He came to rely on that. She dind't realize quite how important was to him. Even though Adrian came off as amazingly self confident and happy, she was inwardly down on herself, not very confident at all. She fought for the affection of Rickey, without wanting to come off desperate. Now, she had Amy and the baby to compete with, and that was something that she couldn't match.

Adrian didn't realize how much Rickey truely loved her. She walked into his new place, looking around at the furniture, imagining him, Amy and the baby all amking themselves comfortable on the couch, all cuddling up, the picturesque family. Rickey came out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of shorts which hung from his narrow hips and emphasized his toned stomach, rubbing at his hair with a towel. He smiled at her, and Adrian felt her heart melt, as it always did when she was with him. Why did she feel so insecure around him one moment, and then as though she was flying higher than the clouds the next?

Rickey crossed the room, casually hanging the towel over his shoulder. He stood in front of her, smiling, the drop deap gorgeous smile that made her mouth feel as though it was filled with honey, unable to say anything. She didn't see why he wanted her. He picked her over his baby's mother. She didn't want to question him, didn't want to risk him leaving. But every now and again, she wondered. He seemed to see the question in her eyes. He put one hand on the side of her face, and the other on her hip.

"What is it?" He asked her. She looked down, her beautiful chocolate eyes studying the ground intently. He moved his hand from her cheek and touched her chin lightly, asking her to look up at him, to meet his eyes. "Tell me sweetie, what is it?"

"Why me?" She asked, looking up at him. Rickey looked at her, a questioning look on his face, as though he couldn't quite believe she had asked that.

"Because you're always there, you're always around, always there if I need you," Rickey answered, his voice soft. "You're one of the sexiest, most beautiful and intelligent girls that I know, and yet you choose to be with me. You choose to put up with all my crap, manage to stick it out with problems, and your own insecurites with Emma and Amy. That is why I choose you." Adrian bit her lower lip, looking gorgeous, and happy, smiling up at him.

"I promise to always be there for you," she whispered, lifting her hand and taking his hand off her face so that she could entwine her fingers with his. "I will always catch you, no matter how far you fall."

"And that is why I choose you," Rickey whispered, lowering his face to meet hers.

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