Okay.. Before I start.. I'd like to answer a question to someone who asked it.. The only other person who lived in the crash besides Ross was Rocky.. Stormie, Mark, Riker, Rydel and Ryland all died in the crash.. Just thought I'd clear that up.. Oh! And there's a little part that's kind of descriptive. Anyway, here's the story..

===4 hours later===

*Laura's POV*

Well Ross is still peacefully asleep. Rocky left a little while ago to go grocery shopping. It's now 1 o'clock in the afternoon. My stomach started growling loudly.. Probably because I haven't eaten anything today because my main focus was and is on Ross. I was worried about how his day was gonna be and now I'm worried he's gonna secretly try and commit suicide again.

I slowly got off of Ross's bed to go and make myself some lunch. Right when I was about to take my first step into the other room but I stopped when I heard a voice sleepily ask "Where are you going?"

I turned to see Ross sitting up in bed looking at me. "I was gonna make myself some lunch." I explained. "Do you want any?" I asked him. He nodded. "Yes, please." He said politely. "What do you want?" I asked. "Hot dogs." He said.

I nodded before leaving for the kitchen. I went to the fridge and pulled out the package of hot dogs.

I took 2 hot dogs out of the package. I put the cold, uncooked hot dogs on a plate. I took a butter knife out of the silverware drawer and cut 3 slits into each hot dog so they won't explode in the microwave. After that, I put the plate in the microwave and let them cook for 30 seconds. While they cooked, I opened the door to Ross's room and he was just watching TV.

He glanced over and saw me in the doorway. "What do you like on your hot dog?" I asked. "Ketchup." He answered. "Okay." I said before disappearing into the kitchen. I got in right on time because when I got into the kitchen, the microwave beeped. I went to it and opened the microwave door. After, I went into the plate cabinet and got another plate. Then I went to the food closet and took out the bag full of hot dog buns. I went back over to the hot dogs and I opened the bag.

I took out 2 hot dog buns and picked up one hot dog. I put the warm hot dog into the bun and put it on the clean plate. I then went over to the paper towel roll and ripped off a piece of paper towel and I went to the kitchen and grabbed the ketchup bottle. After, I went to where the hot dogs and buns were. I picked up the other hot dog and wiped off the hot dog juice with the paper towel. I put the hot dog back onto the plate and went to the trash and threw the paper towel away.

I walked to the sink and washed my hands. After I dried them, I went back to the hot dogs and put the other hot dog into a bun. I picked up the bottle of ketchup and I opened it and squeezed ketchup onto the hot dogs. After I finished, I put the bottle away and grabbed two water bottles. I held them with my arm so I could carry the plates into Ross's bedroom. "Lunch." I said, getting Ross's attention. I handed him a plate and a water. He showed a tiny smile and took them. "Thanks." He said. "You're welcome." I replied with a smile. I sat beside him and we started eating.

I finished about 25 minutes ago. I looked over at Ross who was looking down at his hot dog that he only took about 2 bites of. I frowned. "Ross?" I asked softly. He looked up and turned his head to face me. "Are you gonna finish eating?" I asked. He shook his head. He looked back down with a frown on his face.

"Why not?" I asked. "I'm full.." He lied with his head still down. "How can you be full if you barely touched your food?" I asked. He shrugged and shook his head. I can feel my heart breaking at the sight of this. I gently took his plate. I went into the kitchen and threw the rest of it away and put the plate in the sink.

I went back into Ross's room to find him curled up in his bed crying into his pillow. That sight officially broke my heart like glass. I laid beside him and gently rubbed his back.

"Ross.. What's the matter?" I asked softly. He let go of the pillow and sat up but continued crying. I gently wrapped my arms around him as he started sobbing into my chest like earlier. I started rubbing his back gently.

"Y-y-y-y-you're n-n-n-n-not g-g-g-g-g-g-gonna s-s-s-s-s-s-start m-m-m-m-making f-f-fun of m-m-me, a-a-a-are y-y-y-you?" He managed to ask through his heart wrenching sobs. "No, of course not." I said. He just continued to sob. "Shh.. It's all okay.. You're gonna be okay.." I said softly as I continued to rub his back. N-N-N-NO IT W-W-W-WON'T!" he yelled through his sobs. I jumped in fear but continued to comfort him. "E-e-e-everyone t-t-thinks I'm a w-w-weak c-c-cowardly b-b-b-bitch! T-t-t-they a-a-all h-h-h-hate m-m-m-me!" He sobbed. I can feel his heart breaking even more.

"Ross, it's okay.. Nobody hates you." I said comfortingly. He started to calm down a little bit. His sobs soon turned into little cries. He slowly pulled away from the hug. "Sorry.." He said as he wiped his tears out of his eyes. "It's alright to cry. Don't be ashamed." I assured him. he nodded.

I then did something I never even thought about doing. I leaned in and kissed his soft, blonde hair. As soon as I did that, I felt.. Sparks. I pulled away and just sat there.. Stunned at what I just did. Ross looked shocked too.. That was until he gently leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.

I was taken back at first but soon melted into the kiss. He pulled me a little closer as I wrapped his arms around his neck. After about 10 seconds, he pulled away.

"Woah.." I said as I processed everything that just took place. He looked a little embarrassed. I knew what he was thinking. He probably thinks it was all a mistake. Before he stuck to that gut feeling, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. He immediately melted into the kiss. This kiss was a little more serious than the last one. It soon turned into a make-out session.

"Does.. This mean... That.. We're.. Dating now?" He asked as he was breathing while our lips continued to connect. I felt as if the world had just faded and it was just me and Ross making out on his bed. "Yes!" I managed to say in between breaths but our lips were still connecting.

His lips soon left mine and they made their way down my face and then down the right side of my neck. I knew immediately that I'm gonna have a huge hickey from this within tomorrow morning. "Ohh.." I mumbled softly. This feels like heaven. And everyone says sex feels like heaven. And we're not even having sex.

He kissed a sweet spot on my neck just the right way. A chill went up my spine and goosebumps started forming on my arms as he kissed that sweet spot. I jerked my body and gasped. "Ross!" I whisper shouted. I leaned my head back as he continued to nibble on my neck.

Before long, he started moaning while kissing my neck. I opened my eyes and rolled them back over how perfect this feels. All I was doing in this make out session was letting Ross nibble on my neck yet I couldn't find myself breathing steadily. I was breathing heavily as if I just ran 3 laps.

I closed my eyes again and started running my fingers through his silky, blonde hair. God, can he be anymore perfect? I felt his lips start traveling back up my neck, then to my cheek until he found my lips again. Our lips were moving in a perfect sync.

I felt him move his body and before long, he was laying on top of me as he kissed me. I can't even BEGIN to describe how great this feels. He rolled over and we were now laying on the opposite sides of the bed that we were before. His spot felt warm which made the kiss more perfect.

His lips soon left mine and they made their way down my cheek and then down to the side of my neck he hasn't nibbled on. I could instantly tell this side of my neck was more sensitive then my other side. Speaking of which, he just found another sweet spot. It was even sweeter than the other spot he hit. As soon as he kissed that spot, I couldn't control myself anymore. I felt an even bigger chill go down my back.

I just wanted him to nibble on that spot. Not anywhere else on my neck. Just right there. "Ross.. Don't.. Move.. Just kiss me... Right there!" I managed to say in between breaths. He had moved down a bit before I said that. He moved back up to that pure, sweet spot. "Here?" He asked, not daring to let his lips leave my neck for too long.

"Yes!... Right.." I started. I was interrupted by him nibbling that sweet spot just the right way. That chill went down my back again and I jerked my body and gasped. "Oh Ross!" I cried out. He just nibbled on that spot for about 10 minutes before traveling down my neck. he nibbled down right to where my bone was that connects my neck to my chest.

He nibbled too hard and it hurt really bad. "OWW!" I yelled. He immediately pulled away and I held where he had nibbled too hard. His eyes went wide with fear.

"Laura! I'm so so so sorry!" He said nervously. "It's okay.. It was an accident." I assured him. After about 2 minutes, I felt something thick, wet and warm on my hand. I let go and looked at my hand to find out it was blood. Ross's eyes went wider and he ran his fingers through his hair nervously. He got up and ran. I just sat there in pain.

About 2 minutes passed and Ross ran in with a first-aid kit. He opened it and he took a cotton ball and carefully wiped off the blood that was dripping down my chest. He then pulled out the anti-bacterial spray. "Careful.. This may sting." He warned. I gulped. He gently grabbed my hand that didn't have blood on it and sprayed the spray on my cut.

It stung like crazy. I squeezed his hand tightly until the stinging went away. I slowly let go of his hand. "And to top it all off, a bandage." He said. He pulled out a band-aid and tore off the paper. He gently applied it to my cut.

"All done." He said. He shut the kit and picked up the trash and left to put it away. While he was gone, I went into the bathroom and washed the blood off of my hands. After I dried my hands, I looked at the bathroom.

The haunting image of Ross's dying, bloody body lying in this room played in my mind. As soon as it was over, I felt dizzy. It was really weird. All of a sudden, I collapsed to the floor. I heard the sound of two pairs of feet running and I saw the door open and two figures.

I couldn't quite make out who they were but I can guess they were Ross and Rocky. That was the last thing I saw before everything went to black..

*End of POV*

*Ross's POV*

After I threw the band-aid wrappers away and put the first-aid kit away, I heard the door unlock and open. I turned to find it was Rocky. "W's up?" He asked as he walked in and . "Not much.." I said. There was an awkward silence. I couldn't keep it in anymore. "So what do you wanna do? Go to the movies, I just got a girlfriend, get some pi-" I said, trying to cover up what I had said.

"Wait, say that again, dude." He said with a grin. "Go to the movies?" I asked, trying to change the subject. He shook his head. "No dummy. The part about a new girlfriend!" He yelled. "Ohh.. That.. Yeahh.. I'm dating Laura.." I said while filling with glee and a smile spread slowly across my face.

I started skipping in place like a 5 year old and Rocky was smiling. Our happiness ended when we heard a..

THUD!

I stopped skipping and Rocky and I exchanged scared looks. "Ross, is Laura here?" He asked. I nodded. We both stood still for a minute before running to the bathroom. I opened the door and we both ran in to find an unconscious Laura laying on the floor. Rocky and I gasped of horror.

I knelt beside her. "Laura?" I asked softly and nervously. "Can you hear me?" I asked. Nothing.. The only moving I see is her chest rising and falling as she was breathing. I heard Rocky pull out his phone and call the hospital.

As soon as I turned and saw him on the phone with them, I knew this could be an emergency. Tears were welling up in my eyes as I turned to Laura. I gently lifted her upper body so she was sitting up and I held her in my arms.

I gently kissed her head as tears started to fall from my eyes. I looked at her face and my heart felt like breaking. "It's all gonna be okay.. Just please don't leave me." I whispered.

I just knelt there cradling Laura in my arms. Taking every nerve not to start fully crying.

Within minutes, the paramedics were there. They brought in the stretcher and bent down to take Laura out of my arms. I stood up, lifted her up bridal style and laid her down on the stretcher. I held her hand as they strapped her in. Our fingers were intertwined. "I won't leave your side." I whispered.

I held on to her until as the paramedics pulled her away. Our hands slowly broke away from each other and my heart shattered even more. Rocky gently rubbed my back in a comforting, brotherly manner. "C'mon. Lets go to the hospital." Rocky whispered. We both left the apartment, got into Rocky's car and drove to the hospital..

*End of POV*

I know.. More drama! Oh well. :) Sorry I took so long.. I promise I'll try to post it faster :)

Did you guys hear about Bruno Mars's mom? I feel so bad for him and his family.. :(

I wanna end this on a positive note so stay tuned :)