Risky Buisness (R5 Fanfiction)

by Mindreider

From the innocent age of 3, Ross and Lacey have been joined to the hip. Best friends. Doing everything together. Over the years, their relationship only grew. And the two friends only became closer. Now, at the not so innocent, mature age of 19, Lacey is joining the R5 band on their tour. Which is when things start to change. They get closer, lines are crossed. Will they last?

10. Chapter 10

Lacey

I felt butterflies, non stop fluttering inside me. I didn't know what to say, or if there was anything I should say. This was delicate. I couldn't say the wrong thing. Making a stupid mistake like that, could potentially screw up everything. And that can't happen. Not with Ross. Not him.

"Please..." I heard the desperate need for an answer enlaced in his voice.

Honesty. That's what I needed to stick to. Complete honesty. I brought my hands up and moved his hair away his perfect features. Slowly wrapping his arms around his neck,"Ross you mean so much to me..."

His eyes moved down to the stage floor,"But you don't..."

"That's not true." I said almost immediately,"I-I don't know what I feel." I stuttered out the truth.

He still didn't look at me. I lifted his head up a little to see his eyes. Big, gorgeous as always.

"What I do know is that I can't loose my best friend. Well...best friend and a little more." I added in the last part quietly with a small smirk.

I saw a a smile peak out just a little, and my heart fluttered.

"See, there's that smile." I poked at him, making him smile a little more. I poked him in the side, making him laugh.

"Okay okay stop." He laughed out, taking my hands and holding them in front of his chest. He held my smaller hands between his bigger ones and brought my fingers up to his lips. I felt a smile grow on me. I walked closer until I couldn't anymore.

"I just don't wanna screw anything up..." I spoke my thoughts and he looked back.

"...I know I'm making things weird." He said.

I shrugged,"No weirder than usual." I smiled before kissing him. Feeling him kiss me back gave me chills. His fingers came to my back and without his force I leaned in more. I pulled away just a little, looking him in the eyes so he knew what I wanted in the end.

He always made me want more.

"Are you sure?" He asked in a quick breath,"I don't wanna make things uncomfortable for you."

I turned serious,"The past 4 weeks, I've been confused. But I know for a fact that I love being close to you. I get butterflies. I get that weird feeling in my hand."

He laughed.

For as long as I could remember. Anytime I saw something cute. Or someone I liked talked to me or looked at me or smiled, I got this weird tingly feeling in my hand. I have no idea why I get it, but I've been getting it a lot lately.

"So...still my best friend?" I asked with a small smile to lighten things up a bit. He looked up from his shoes and kissed my head.

Which really, is the only answer I needed.