Okay, so I have major, major writer's block for pretty much everything. Meaning Timeless and Let's Go Nowhere That We Know. So, until I can get that lifted, I'm writing this story and I've got a few other oneshots in mind. I may or may not post them, depending on which one I like and which one I don't like.
This idea came to me actually by a friend of mine and a song. So, since I can't stand not having Rocky in my stories, I'm as usual, writing about the crazy adventures of Ross and Laura that I've conjured up in my mind. They are both out of character being that Laura is the way she is in the first part of this and then later on. It'll be interesting, let's just say that.
This one's a little dirty though... so, read at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you. Check the rating bro.
Okay, I don't own anything but the idea. Enjoy, it's gonna be a good dirty one.
His phone vibrating loudly by his head on the beside table woke him up. He looked at the time and saw that it was well past two in the morning. He picked up the phone, rubbed his eyes and pressed the green button to answer it.
"Hello?"
"I'm outside." The familiar voice said, her voice in a whisper.
"You're what?"
"I'm. Outside." She repeated slowly and then giggled. "Outside your house!" Her voice was louder and he sat up.
"Dude, you're going to wake someone up, quiet down, I'll be down in two seconds." He pulled the blanket off and looked at the other bed to see that his brother was still fast asleep. Crap, he didn't know what to do now.
"One, two." She said.
He sighed, "I didn't mean it literally." He shook his head and then hung up the phone. He quietly went down the stairs and opened the front door, still rubbing his eyes. Once he fully opened them, he saw in front of him a sight he didn't see very often.
His best friend a giggling mess, her hair messed up and her eyes red as a tomato.
Oh shit.
"What has gotten into you? Why are you like that?"
She stepped closer to him and fell against him, "I'm sleepy." She lifted her head from his chest, "but I'm also very hungry."
"Okay," He stepped back to help her stand up, "here's the thing, it's the middle of the night. Why are you wandering around alone, one and two, what is wrong with you?"
"You know my friend, Jake?" He nodded, he didn't want to think about her friend Jake. He was a bad influence, not that she cared though.
"He gave me a vanilla cupcake and it was really good, but afterwards I started to feel funny. So I got scared and left his house." Her eyes widened as she looked down at the ground and he thought she was going to throw up or something. All over his feet. Yeah, he wasn't down for that.
"Let's get you inside before you-"
"Your stairs," She said and looked up at him in awe. "They look like they go on forever." She dropped down to his feet and he closed his eyes, letting out a sigh. "I bet they're lonely, you know because all you guys do is walk all over them and not care that they're there."
"Laura, they're steps, I think they understand… besides they have no feelings anyways, so can you please stand up so I can help you get some sleep?"
She nodded and slowly stood up, "you're my best friend." She whispered in his ear, falling against him again. He almost didn't catch her.
"Yeah, you're my best friend too." He answered back, ignoring the fact that at that point in their four years of knowing each other, he was pretty sure they were more than friends at that point. He managed to somehow pick her up and carried her bridal style to the living room, also managing to quietly shut and lock the front door. She wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled her nose against his cheek. She let out a happy noise and he forced himself to swallow hard.
He gently put her down on the couch and as soon as her back hit it, she pulled him towards her and pressed her lips against his. He was surprised at first, but then remembered that they had agreed to have a sort of "friends with benefits" relationship until they figured out what it was they wanted to do about it. He gently kissed her back and tried to pull away but she shook her head and pulled him towards her again, causing his hands to go on either side of her, trapping her as she just kissed him deeper.
Then, through his enjoyment over what was happening, he remembered that she was high as a kite and needed to come back down to earth. He reluctantly pulled away, being sure to give her another kiss before completely (and reluctantly) breaking away from her.
"You are such a good kisser, Ross." She grinned up at him.
He smiled at her, "yeah you're not so bad yourself." He lifted himself off the couch and got her a blanket. She shook her head and sat up, her legs underneath her as she stared up at him. "What?"
"I don't want to sleep yet."
"Okay, well I was just going to make you a sandwich, want to sit in the kitchen while I do that and watch or something?"
Laura smiled, "yeah, I'd love that."
He nodded, swallowing hard. "Alright then, let's go." He held his hand out towards her and she took it, holding on to it tight, before standing up and following him to the kitchen. He led her to a stool and she sat down, her elbows on the counter as she held her hands in her head. "You alright?"
"Yeah," She nodded, her hand going through her hair as she stared at the counter top and he got stuff out of the refrigerator. "I was just thinking."
"Yeah? What are you thinking about?"
She looked up at him and their eyes locked, "us."
"Us?" He asked, undoing the plastic bag on the bread. He took out two pieces and then put them on the counter. Then he got out the peanut butter and jelly (because Laura was literally the pickiest eater he'd ever met in his life and only liked PB&J for whatever reason) and started to put both condiments on each piece.
"Yeah, I mean, you're the best, you know… and I don't want to lose you, like ever. Because that would make me sad. Since you're always touring and away, I feel like one day, we'll grow apart and I don't want to. I want you in my life forever." He was wondering where this was coming from and looked up at her. She had a sad look on her face and his heart broke a little. He walked over to her side of the counter, with her sandwich and a napkin in his hand. He held it out to her and she looked at it, before looking up at him.
"I'm never going to leave you," He said, not realizing exactly what he was saying. "I mean, yeah, I'm going to go on tour and shit, but you'll always be on my mind. No matter what. We have the kind of friendship that lasts forever, you know?" He smiled at her and she smiled back at him. She took the sandwich from him, their fingers brushing softly as she took it from him. Then, she put it down and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards her, she kissed him.
"Eat your sandwich, M." He whispered against her lips and then kissed her again. "It'll help you get sober."
She nodded and then smiled kissing him one last time before giggling and releasing him. She picked up the sandwich and then ate the whole thing in a span (and personal best for her) of about two minutes. He looked at her impressed and then decided he wanted to make a sundae. He opened the freezer, getting out the ice cream, and then moving on to the refrigerator where he got out the whipped cream, peanuts, cherries and caramel and chocolate sauces. He put them on the counter and Laura looked at him.
"You want one?" He asked and she nodded.
He got out two spoons and bowls and made the sundaes. Grabbing both of the bowls he walked over to her again and sat down beside her. He slid her bowl to her and she caught it a smile on her face. Then she lifted the spoon to eat it when she got an idea and took the spoon in her hand.
"Ross?"
He looked up at her, "yeah?"
She took the spoon and then wiped it on his nose, giggling when his mouth dropped open. "Nothing," She said innocently.
He shook his head, "you asked for it."
"Asked for… what?" She asked, smiling up at him innocently. To her surprise, he did the same thing to her and she gasped while he just laughed. But instead of cleaning it she just leaned in and kissed him. He could taste the whipped cream and chocolate and let out a happy groan. She smiled and kissed him deeper, biting his bottom lip as she pulled away.
"You're such a tease," He whispered.
She smiled, "I know." And then continued to eat her sundae like nothing had happened.
Three days later and she was still driving him crazy.
Sure, he'd helped her out the other night when she'd been high off her ass, but she was still teasing him.
Since they were officially legal, she could pretty much do anything and get away with it.
He on the other hand, was about to lose his mind.
They had been making out in her dressing room one afternoon in between shooting and Calum had walked in on them. He covered his eyes said something like, "great, now that you two are legal, you're going to probably film a porno," or something along those lines (they both hadn't been paying any attention) and then he left the room, closing the door behind him as they continued to make out.
And right when something good was going to happen...
She stopped it.
She smiled at him.
And then she got off his lap and walked away.
All he wanted to do at that moment was shoot himself, in the foot. Repeatedly.
And for once, he couldn't even blame Rocky. That was probably the worst part of all of it.
He pushed her up against the wall, her hands going through his hair, breathing in deeply through his nose as she pressed her body against his and kissed him deeply. It was meaningful and passionate and all he wanted to do was pretty much do everything his horny teenage brain was telling him to do.
"You are not going to leave this time," He told her in between intense kisses.
"We have to shoot a scene in five minutes."
"Don't care."
"We could lose our jobs."
"Doubt it."
He was pretty sure they were the only two people on earth who could still bicker like a married couple and make out at the same time. He wondered if there was a medal for that or something he could show off to the world.
But then, maybe not.
"We're also in the middle of the hallway genius."
"Again, don't care." He kissed her harder and she moaned softly against his lips.
"I'm not going to do… things to you where everyone can see."
"isn't that what makes it so hot?"
She didn't answer.
"Besides, you owe me for taking care of you the other night."
"You're right, I do." She looked up at him and he looked down at her, almost in disbelief. She just giggled and then pushed him away. "I'll make you a sundae next time you come over." With that, she walked down the hall towards the set.
All Ross did was bang his head against the wall and follow her.
Goddammit, Laura. He thought.
They were in her car, in the backseat, her hands in his hair and his moving up and down her sides and back and through her hair as they made out like two crazy horny teenagers.
Oh right, that's exactly what they were. Crap times infinity if he didn't get what he wanted from her (plus he wasn't being a complete asshole as she had stated many times that she wanted it too).
His phone was in his pocket, so since it was touch screen and all and he hadn't locked the screen, it dialed a phone number. They were so into making out that they didn't even hear the ringing of a phone or the person on the other end saying hello a million times. She moaned loudly and he said something dirty and the person who had heard it (and had been scarred forever) promptly hung up the phone.
Nothing happened, yet again, so when he got home later and he was greeted by his family and one very red faced brother, he knew something was up. And this time it wasn't just something that was attached to him.
"Ross, why would you call me in the middle of a make out session with your girlfriend or make out buddy or future costar in an eventual sex tape?" Rocky asked him and he looked up at him from his phone.
"Wait what?"
"You called me, of all fucking people, and I heard your make out session with Laura."
Fuck times infinity.
"How is that possible?" Ross asked him.
"I don't know, you probably forgot to lock your phone, genius." He answered with a roll of his eyes. "Why why why?" He repeated as he walked out of the room. Ross opened his mouth to answer, but then thought better about it and just let him leave. His peacefulness was short lived as the door opened and his mother walked in, gently shutting the door behind her. He sighed.
"Hey…mom," He waved at her and she sat down beside him. He looked at her, confused.
"I think it's time we had the talk."
"Uh, pretty sure we had that talk when I was thirteen, so I'm good." He said, moving away from her.
"Well, I just wanted to talk to you about those um, magazines you have right there," She pointed to the beside table and Ross turned to face it before turning back to his mother again.
"What magazines?" He asked her, genuinely confused.
"It's normal, you know for a boy your age to have wants and needs, and since you're a rockstar and are constantly traveling the world, I understand why you have those-"
"Okay first of all, I have no idea what you're talking about and second, why would I need magazines when I have a girl who I see everyday?" He didn't word that right and he knew he didn't when his mother looked at him in shock. "I mean that Laura and I are sort of together, not really, but we make out a lot and she likes to tease me and it's driving me insane!" He threw his hands up in exasperation.
"So, those magazines aren't yours?" Really, that's what she got out of that whole rant?
"Yeah, they could be Ryland's. I'm not the only one in this room you know. Or, Riker's or Rocky's." He shrugged, "what am I, the only son you have or something?"
"Riker and Rocky would hide them in their room, first of all and second, Ryland has a girlfriend too."
"Yes, but he's sixteen, I'm eighteen, there's a huge difference." Ross told her, "so talk to him about it."
"Okay," Stormie stood up, "but if I catch you with a magazine-"
Ross' cheeks turned red, "mom!"
"-or with Laura doing anything inappropriate-"
"I will probably throw myself out of the window, okay, good talk, bye mom!" He quickly stood up and pushed her out of the room, closing the door behind her.
He let out a sigh of relief once the door was closed, thankful his mother hadn't been paying attention to the fact that the whole time she was talking, he'd been texting Laura.
Who was sending him pictures and texts that made his friend a very happy guy.
Damn, crap. He thought.
He was really starting to wonder how long she was going to tease him before and how long she was willing to drive him crazy because he was about to throw himself off a bridge. Though, he figured that might be a little drastic.
One night, she, her sister, Calum, Raini and Raini's brother had come over to eat dinner at his house with his family for a family night/dinner.
At the table, they had sat together, right next to each other, which he was convinced she had planned from the very beginning. She was on the end and he was next to her, Rydel beside him. He didn't think she was going to do anything to him while they were at dinner with their friends, family and his parents, but he had been wrong. So, so very wrong.
It was like her getting high the other night had made her become more bold or something.
Just as everyone had food on their plates and were enjoying the meal, her hand slipped on to his knee. Magically.
He looked at her and she just smiled sweetly at him as her sister asked her something and she responded, her hand slowly going up his leg until it reached that "spot" in his pants. He shifted a bit and then smiled at Rocky who was looking at him with his eyebrow raised, quickly taking a bite of whatever it was he was eating, he didn't really care at that point.
She squeezed him and he suddenly jumped, Rydel looked at him.
"What's up with you Jumpy Pants?" She asked.
"N-nothing," He answered and then shot Laura a look, but she just continued to innocently eat her food.
Though there was something very, very up. And it wasn't him, though technically it was, but not really. It made more sense when he justified it in his mind.
Laura's hand discreetly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, again, very magically. Then her hand went past the waistband of his boxers and she was now full on touching him. For the first time ever.
His eyes closed and he started to breathe heavier as she grabbed him and started to move her hand back and forth.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. He thought.
"Ross?" Calum said his name, though he barely heard it.
"Uh yeah?" He responded back, taking a bite of his food and trying not to show that Laura was affecting him in the best way possible.
"We were just talking about going rock climbing or something, you down?"
"Oh yeah dude, totally." He answered back as Laura moved her hand faster. He let out a squeak or a really high pitched moan, he really had no idea and then smiled as his father looked at him in concern.
"Are you okay?" His father went to Laura who was just casually eating her food. Ross looked at her.
Yeah, who's the little shit now, he thought.
"Yeah, I just… slammed my hand on the table." He said quickly.
"But both your hands are on the table." Rocky pointed out and then Ross literally slammed his hand on the table.
"Ow!" He yelled out just as Laura squeezed him. Hard.
"What's wrong, Ross?" Laura asked him, though her tone was concerned, the twinkle in her eye showed the complete opposite.
Oh yeah, Ross thought. As soon as they were alone, she was going down. Literally. He hoped.
Laura started moving her hand faster and he let out a squeak.
Fuck.
"Seriously, what is up with you?" Riker asked him and then Ross realized what happened and quickly recovered.
"I just… can't sit still I guess," He managed to say as he felt himself getting really close to exploding in front of his family. "I'm just so excited! You know? For… for… um, for… that thing." He nodded, snapping his fingers enthusiastically. "You know, Calum and Raini and Laura! It's happening on set on Thursday."
Raini looked at him strangely as he dropped his fork and then smiled like nothing was wrong. Or at least he was hoping he was.
"You mean Kevin's surprise party?"
Ross' eyes lit up, "yes! That! That's just so exciting, you know? Because he was the one who came up with the idea for the show and gave us all the opportunity to be on it. And I'm just so excited that he's turning a year older."
Calum and Raini exchanged a look as Laura tried to hide her giggling behind her free hand that suddenly went in front of her mouth.
"Dude, it's his and his wife's anniversary." Calum answered, "we're throwing him and his wife a surprise anniversary party."
Ross had closed his eyes at that point so he pretty much missed the majority of what Calum said. But once it registered in his mind, he froze. That moment also happened to be when he was really close and Laura decided to stop her ministrations on him. She pulled her hand out of his pants and then discreetly wiped it on her napkin. Ross just looked at her and she smiled sweetly at him, but he shook his head and then focused his attention on Calum.
"Sorry, what? Laura just um, kicked me, in the…ankle." He explained, lamely.
"It's Kevin and his wife's anniversary not his birthday. Keep up Ross!" Rydel playfully smacked his shoulder and he just glared at her, gripping the table.
"Right, my bad. Well, I'm excited for that. But if you'll excuse me, I have to um, go to the bathroom." He said as he turned his body so that only Laura was able to see his pants and quickly got up before anyone could stop him from going any further.
"I swear," Mark commented, "that boy gets stranger and stranger everyday."
"You're telling me," Rocky muttered as the everyone else nodded in agreement. Laura just smirked and then continued to eat her food.
It wasn't long before she got the text she was waiting for.
You. My room. Now. It said.
She just smiled to herself.
"Um, I have to go call my mother," Laura said, lifting her head. Stormie nodded. "I'm sorry, excuse me, it shouldn't take long."
She wasn't lying about that. Then again, if Ross had his way, then it most likely would turn out to be a lie.
She excused herself again and pushed her chair away from the table, then she stood up and as she left the dining room, smirked to herself all the way until she reached Ross' room, only to open the door, find an angry and flustered blonde teenager. And in that moment she knew she was in trouble. Major, major trouble.
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By the way the song in which the story is based on is called, Fight This Feeling by Equals (Hands up!) - I'm not totally sure about that name since I just youtubed it but yeah. It's a good one, check it out. You won't regret that. Promise.
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