Thank you for all the support, I decided I'll continue writing this story. Side note: updates may be longer as I haven't written for this fandom for a long time, so it may be a bit difficult to keep the A&A style in here.
I skip happily onto set, not caring that it's 5:30 in the morning and everyone's still half asleep. The glares I received from producers and writers were expected. I mean I did run off with my co-star yesterday. I walk into the makeup station to find Raini is already sitting in front of the mirror with someone curling her hair.
"What's up with you?" She asks suspiciously, as I take a seat beside her. I try to hide my smile by holding up a magazine above my face and pretending to be reading it.
"Nothing." I say, but I couldn't help the happiness that was obvious in my face.
"Nothing?" She scoffs. "Puh-lease, you had a mental breakdown because your little boyfriend wouldn't talk to you. How are you so- "She dramatically gasps. I pull down my magazine to see her eyes wide with shock. "You slept with him!" She screams and I quickly cover her mouth with my hand.
"Not…so loud." I whisper and she slaps my hand away.
"Oh my freaking gosh! I heard about you two running out of the studio before Calum and I got here, but we never assumed you two would-"
She stops when Ross walks in.
"Hey, Raini," he smiles, "hey Laura." He wraps an arm around my shoulder, giving me a gentle squeeze.
Oh shit, I am so in for it. After what I did yesterday, he is so going to get me back.
Raini's jaw drops. "I can't believe you two are-"
"We didn't!" I interrupt, and Ross smirks. He knows exactly what we were talking about.
He gives me another squeeze. "Did it really mean nothing to you, Laura? Cause it was one of the best experiences of my life."
I nudge him hard with my elbow in his stomach. "Shut the hell u- oh hey Calum!" I greet as the tall red head walks in.
"Hey guys."
"Calum, Ross and Laura slept together!"
"WHAT?"
Thanks a lot Raini, thanks a lot.
You know, normally I would walk out on a rumor like this, but knowing Raini, if we didn't confront her, then she'd blurt it to the media.
"We did not! We fell asleep!" I throw my hands up in frustration and shove Ross. "God, you just had to feed the lie." I accuse and he chuckles.
"You got to give the shippers the ship." I roll my eyes as he giggles. He finally takes a step away from me, I sigh. Raini and Calum finally shut up just as Kevin and Heath walk in.
"Good, you're all here."
I let a silent tear run down my face as Ross runs to catch up with me just as I'm leaving the studio. I expected this. I should have expected this.
"Laur, Laur, Laur-bear." Ross gently touches my arm and I spin around. I take a shaky breath, knowing if I don't, I'll burst out crying.
"We still have two and a half weeks, "He says, opening his arms for a hug, I nod. I gladly accept the hug as he starts to speak more. "Just because we only have one more episode, doesn't mean we have one more week. It-it's a two hour, three-part episode, it will be a big finale."
I wipe my tear and step back. No, he didn't hurt me. No, I wasn't getting made fun of. Our writers just told us we have one more episode left to shoot, and I couldn't take it. They said we had the rest of our Friday off and I had stalked out. This whole show has been my life. I wake up every day, looking forward to coming here, looking forward to seeing him.
"Y-yeah, I um, I'm going to miss you more, though." I blurt out and my eyes widen. Shit, I wasn't supposed to say that, at least not until I finished the book. I slap my hand over my mouth and he gives me a small smile.
"I'm going to miss you too." He says, grabbing my hand. "You mean the world to me."
"Are you sure you'll be alright?" He asks and I nod my head.
"I'm going to be fine!" Ross, unlike me, had plans for Friday night.
An R5 concert.
"Don't be late." I scold and he giggles.
"Okay." He gives me a quick kiss on the cheek before saying goodbye and running downstairs, leaving me with Netflix and Ben & Jerry's ice cream, not that I'm complaining. He had exactly thirty-two minutes to arrive to his own concert that starts in twenty-eight minutes. He knew I was still numb after the news of Austin & Ally.
As soon as I hear the car door slam shut, I change my computer screen to a word document and began reading.
I feel my heart breaking. I literally feel my insides rotting, and no matter what anyone did, I wasn't happy. I missed Laura- my Laura. I miss the corny jokes, and the way she would always bite the inside of her cheeks when she was nervous, or how she fiddled with her fingers when she was in an uncomfortable place. I miss seeing her every day, I miss flirting with her; hell I even miss annoying her. As the tour bus parks at our 17th location for our USA tour, I jump out. I CANNOT stay in there any longer, it has her beanie in there that smells of her.
"God, Ross, calm down, will you?" Riker says as he steps out of the bus.
"No." I shake my head continually as I pace back and forth. "We're not traveling for a week and I want to stay as far as I can from that bus as possible".
And then it just stopped. No other words until a few papers later, it starts again.
I spot Laura pacing back and forth in my driveway as we near my house. God, this tour has been great, but I've missed her...a lot.
I open the tour bus door and drop my bag, her head snaps in my direction and she smiles. She starts running towards me and I meet her halfway. She jumps into my arms and I twirl her around, my face buried in her hair. God, I've missed her, I've missed her scent, her humor, personality. I breathe in her scent and I mentally freeze.
Something was wrong, something was so damn wrong.
The feeling. The feeling I always got in my stomach, whenever I was around her, heard her voice, or ever just thinking of her, the feeling that reminded me I liked her…was fucking gone.
What the fuck is happening? I liked her when I left and came back from tour the first time, I liked her when I left and came back the second, but on the third…I guess being away for 8 months really changes how you feel about someone.
I set her down and I spot (hopefully) happy tears run down her face.
"8 months has taken forever to pass." She says with a smile.
"I know; you should have come!" I offer her my arm and we link arms as we walk back to my house.
"I wish," she says, "are you going to be gone on tour and only be home for four months, every year?" She stops and stares up at me.
"Laura, this is the first time I've ever been gone this long." My smile fades when I realize her facial expression was serious. "The next time I'm leaving for tour is in June, and I'll only be gone for a few months." She sighs and then smiles.
"Okay."
"Great!" I pull her into another bone crushing hug and I feel her relax into my arms.
"Hey lover-boy!" We pull apart to see my older sister standing by the bus. "How about you carry the bags and I catch up with Laura, instead?" her playful smile is obvious from across the yard.
"I'll be right back." I promise and turn around.
I'm only two feet away when I realize how weird it'd be if I just suddenly stopped flirting. I turn my head and lock eyes with her, I wink and I spot her cheeks turning a light pink. She smiles and I turn back around.
Dammit, it didn't happen. The feeling I got, whenever I made her blush or laugh, was gone. I know this may seem weird or confusing to some people. But me liking her meant there was a possibility we would never grow apart. It assured me we would always stay in touch, because I thought falling out of love was impossible. I guess you can't choose when a new crush forms or when another is slowly faded.
At the end of this chapter, was a note saying "P.S sorry."
I let out a bitter laugh at one of the lies he had told.
"A few months."
Well, that was before he decided to release an album and extend the tour to a world tour instead of only around the country. Because now he'll be gone for around 10 months.
Unless I…toured with him. I mean, I would see him every day, go to all his concerts. Sleep on the same bus…
Hell, anything could happen. I mean, what if he pushed me up against the wall and-
My phone beeps, alerting me I got a text.
'are you okay? -Ross'
I sigh and toss my phone onto the bean bag chair. He's over me, he even admitted it! Those words he had said a few days ago, "You have to wait until the end."
Goddammit this is cruel, Ross. I will never go on tour with them, besides only girlfriends and boyfriends can come and ugh.
I sigh and set my laptop onto the floor beside my bed.
He admitted it, he admitted "the flirting since he got back from tour was so I wouldn't think differently of the past four years."
I lay down onto my bed and the reals roll slowly down my cheeks as my eyes flutter shut.
Ross doesn't like me.
I wake up to the sound of tweeting birds. Surprisingly once, it wasn't by a person or a blaring alarm clock. I take a deep breath, I haven't been able to sleep in for a while and I forgot how rice it was to- my phone rings.
Way to ruin the moment.
I press the green answer button, not bothering to check who it was.
"Good morn-"
"I know you took it."
I freeze.
Shit. I forgot he didn't know I had it.
"The flashdrive? I don't know where it is. Don't you remember? You took it-"
"Don't play fucking dumb, Laura." I hear him growl through the phone.
Oops.
He's mad.
I give in.
"Okay, the day you took it, your siblings came over that night and gave it back."
There's a silence on the other end of the phone until I hear him sigh, I can mentally picture him running his hand through his long curly hair.
"Where…how far…what date was the last entry you read?" I hear him quietly ask after a moment.
"Let me check…" I scramble for my laptop, "um, back in September, when you got back from tour." I bite the inside of my cheek, what's running through his mind? He knows I now know he didn't like me anymore. I wonder-
"Damn, you read fast." He states. "How…how do you feel?"
Sad, bitter, stupid for thinking wrong, regret, heartbreak, and the list goes on forever.
"Nothing, to be honest." I lie, my nostrils flare and I'm pretty sure he's caught onto that by now.
"Oh, okay." I hear him sigh and I frown. He starts talking at the same time I do and we laugh. "You first." He offers.
"We're…we're not going to grow apart." I say, dammit, and the flirting thing was an act too. He's hesitant before answering.
"I know…listen, I'll see you later." He quickly hangs up and I sigh. I roll back over on my bed and fall into a deep peaceful sleep.
"Why, oh why are you still sleeping!" I hear a male voice saying in a sing song tone, from the other side of my room. I jerk up only to spot the heartbreaker by the door. How does he have the nerve to walk in here and act like everything is fine-
Because you told him so.
Oh…right.
"Shut up." I groan, "it's Saturday."
"No."
I lay back down, "Yes." There's a brief silence for a second before he realizes I'm right.
"Oh."
"Mhm…" I mumble and roll over and shut my eyes. I feel the weight on the bed shift so I know he just sat down next to me."
"Laura…" He trails off and lays down.
I don't answer, resulting in him rolling over so he's on top of me, his hands on either side of my head, his weight off me. I open my eyes to see him smirking I stare into his brown eyes and I practically melt.
He's so gorgeous.
"The lies he told, he led you on." I hear a voice in my head remind me. I push them away.
"Ross," He licks his top lip in response. "I thought the flirting was over." I point out and he rolls his eyes.
"I never said that." I raise an eyebrow, "plus…you really liked it."
I blush at this, and oh I'm so tempted to lean up and place my lips against his soft pink ones. I lean in closer and his eyes widen in surprise, my lips are so close to his, I almost brushed against them."
"Do not." And in one swift move, I had surprisingly flipped him over so I was on top and my legs were wrapped around his waist. "Oh, Ross," I lean over and grab my laptop from the ground and open it, "I think you liked it a lot more than I did." His eyes widen as I began to read over the chapter he had written about our first Christmas Eve spent together.
"In fact, I think your exact words were, 'Shit, I like her.' "I start laughing my ass off as his cheeks stay a dark red. For once, I saw him as a small child other than a strong man.
"Lauraaaa." He whines and I stick out my tongue.
"Shall we go on?" I question and smirk as his cheeks turn even redder, "maybe to before that?" He groans and I have a feeling he knows exactly where I'm heading. "Oh my god, I can't believe she's going on a date with that Dallas kid, or whatever his real name is, he's so-" I can't finish because my bedroom door swings open to reveal my sister. I drop my laptop in surprise and lose my balance, toppling down and accidentally falling right on Ross.
"Well, would you look at that, the two love birds- wait I thought you two were still fighting?" She raises and eyebrow and I get up and walk over to her.
"I'll explain later." I mutter and guide her out before once again closing my door. I turn around to see Ross sprawled out across my bed on his back. "What?" I ask and walk over to my closest, trying to decide what to wear. "Why are you here again?" I ask.
"Well, two reasons actually, first, why were you avoiding me last night?" I stiffen.
"Uhm, I fell asleep." I mumble, going through my closet.
"Okay, that's believable, we have rehearsal in an hour."
I spin around at this surprising news. "What? Why?" I exclaim and he is now standing on his feet while shuffling around.
"Um, it turns out I'm leaving earlier on tour than planned." He nervously admits.
My eyes widen, "how much earlier?" I ask, his eyes avoid mine, looking around the room at anything that isn't me.
"Oh…you know…one week from today." My jaw drops.
"What the hell? Why?" I cry out as I yank a t-shirt off a hanger and pull it on over my tank.
"We added a few more tour dates and this is the only way we can do it. "His voice gets really quiet as I throw my arms around his waist and his wrap around my waist.
"Oh my goodness," I breathe out, "that's really amazing, you get to live your wildest dreams." Tears silently roll down my cheeks, it seems that's been happening a lot lately. "I…I'm really proud of you." He tightens his grip protectively on me.
"I'm going to miss you," He breathes out, "so damn much." He buries his face in my hair, and I feel it. The feeling he described in his writing earlier. This is how it should be, him and I. Nobody else, no tours, no tv shows.
"Ross?"
He hums in response.
"W-why did you…call…" I chicken out from asking the question. "Okay, but don't let go just yet." I whisper, he lifts his head and kisses my forehead before resting his head on top of mine.
"I won't, I'll never let you go."
A/N there you go, chapter 36, there was a bit of a wait for it, eh? I don't know when the next chapter will be up. I'm also working on another story on wattpad, that I'm hoping to get published so if you want to check that out, my username is dancinganna123
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~Anna