Hey guys
Sorry tonight isn't a good night for me. My biggest dream for two years now has been meeting my internet best friend and go to an R5 concert together in Lisbon. We though this year would be the year and couldn't be more excited for the tour dates, only my family isn't that understanding about internet friends. Long story short; I won't be able to see the girl who saved me and I've cried a whole afternoon about it.
This update is pretty late, sorry school has decided to save best for last and the weeks before my exam week are killing. I'm doing my best to write, but free time is rare
Hey, last ever review shout out for this story to ma bae forever for being the 500th reviewer. I can't even wrap my mind around this. Freakin 0.5k reviews for my humble story. I'm in everlasting awe.
Baby, I think I've lost my mind
Feels like you crashed into my life
I keep on losin' track of time
I'm so messed up, yeah
It was just one day before the beginning of the second leg of the tour; around the US, and the band spent that day preparing the last bits, collecting their stuff and rehearsing the last songs. The garage was packet with their suitcases and instruments as they were strumming their guitars, hitting the drums and playing the keyboard. The rehearsal had passed with the occasional interruptions, snappy comments and arguments all caused by last minute stress they couldn't admit not having before every tour. They had arrived at one of the final songs of the Louder album which needed to be practiced one final time.
I'm so messed up!
I can't remember what I did tonight
Or even yesterday
Like, dude, where's my car?
Excuse me, what's my name?
This was one of the only times Ross regretted writing so many love songs. A good eighty percent of their songs were about girls, relationships and the struggles it might cause, making it even harder for him to focus on singing without letting his mind drift to other places, or other people. Making the strings on his guitar vibrate with one powerful stroke, he sings the lyrics, trying to think about anything other than what this song seemed to be about. They rarely wrote their songs about someone in specific, but right now, he swore every line was based on his troubles with Laura.
Someone gave me these clothes
I can't remember who
My mind's a total blank
But I just can't forget about you
Wasn't that the truth? He couldn't forget about her. It was weird how songs could describe exactly how you feel, nailing every thought he had in just a few sentences. No matter how hard he tried, the image of the girl couldn't escape his head, making him unable to focus on the song.
Forget about-
''Okay, stop! Stop,'' Ross drops his hand from the microphone to make a cut gesture near his throat, signalling the others to stop playing. After only a few seconds, all the members realize the front singers stopped performing as the music from their instruments abruptly stops, one by one. Walking to the side, raising the guitar over his head to set it down on his standard, Ross lowers himself on one of the chairs. ''I need a break.''
''What the fuck, Ross? This is the third time you cut off a song!'' Riker stays his business-like self as he follows his movements before walking over to look at him angrily. ''You can't just stop playing in the middle of a rehearsal! What's going on?''
''Nothing, I'm just not feeling it,'' Ross makes the weak excuse for his behaviour before grabbing his phone, ignoring his furious brother in front of him. Riker turns around in disbelief, giving the other members a look, asking 'Are you guys seeing this?' in which they just shrug powerlessness. Slowly, the rest of the band abandons their instruments, forced by Ross's improvised break. It stays silent, each forming their opinions about the situation before Ross suddenly asks the most random question they could imagine. ''What day is it today?''
''Thursday, I think. Why?'' Ellington answers him after a few seconds of all of them being dumbstruck. Ross simply nods, telling him 'no reason' before he starts tapping the screen on his phone. The rest ignores it, all minding their own business on their phones as the four get the same notification on their phone all of a sudden, the blue twitter icon appearing on top of their screen. They click it simultaneously, reading the tweet they got sent to before lifting their heads, all eyes now fixed on the one person who's still sitting there, quietly and innocently avoiding their gazes.
''Ross, what's this?'' Rydel speaks up, turning her phone so the screen is facing him, clearly showing the cause of their stares. The boy looks up, already knowing what her phone is showing; the tweet he posted just a few seconds earlier. He didn't tweet often, making every tweet he does post very well-thought about, but this one was an impulse, he couldn't deny. The tweet was simple; it was one photo, described by the known #tbt tag, this was why he had to make sure it was actually a throwback Thursday. But the photo wasn't nearly as simple. He had to look for it in his collection for a while, but when he found it, mixed feelings came up.
Looking at the camera, both Laura and Ross were smiling happily, Laura's eyes showing a hint of confusion. The plastic seats they were sitting on were showing, just as the legs of other supporters in the background. The hockey game. Something made him believe that was the start of everything. The way he felt the need to place his arm around her chair as he leaned in ever so slightly so both of them were in the frame. The moment the camera showed them, still in the close way they were sitting next to each other, in the frame of a heart. The happiness that washed over him when Laura looked at him in surprise after he took the chance and kissed her cheek. The feeling of success he had felt when that one hockey player he somehow envied, showed a slight disappointment.
This move was bold, he knew that. That was exactly why he didn't indirect Laura, the chance she would see it was there, but it was very unlikely and that was exactly enough risk for him. Without saying a word, he keeps staring at Rydel's phone, unable to give her a reasonable explanation, because he didn't even know how he could explain. She keeps looking at her little brother before he diverts his eyes again, ignoring her question as all eyes won't leave him. They all exchange glances before Riker stands up determinedly, walking to the middle of the group.
''I know everyone is thinking this, but no one's got the balls to say it, so I will,'' his loud voice startles everyone as he gestures to his bandmates before turning to Ross, looking at him sternly. ''Are you still thinking about Laura?''
''What if I am?'' he answers stubbornly, stuffing his phone in his pocket again before crossing his arms over his chest.
''You've been a mess for months. You're letting her enter your mind,'' Riker speaks the truth while pushing his hair out of his eyes annoyed. ''We can't let some girl mess up your performing.''
This got Ross's attention as his head snaps up, staring at his brother with a look that could kill. Riker doesn't move a muscle as Ross stands up, makes his way to him to stop right in front of him, leaving no room between them. They stand chest to chest, narrowed eyes as the tension in the room grows.
''Laura isn't 'some girl','' Ross hisses, tightening his jaw in anger before lightly pushing Riker's shoulders backwards.
''I didn't mean it like that, I mean that you're being unprofessional. She's not worth all of this,'' Riker explains himself, not wanting to cause a fight, but this only angers him more.
''You don't know anything about her,'' he's about to give him another push when he feels Rocky holding him back, pushing him backwards a bit before standing between his two brothers.
''Guys, stop it! Ross, check your attitude and Riker, we stay out of each other's personal lives. I'm assuming Ross will perform like he always does, am I right?'' Rydel stands up to break up the fight as she starts lecturing the two. With a small nod, Ross confirms her assumption before walking back to his spot, sitting down again. As soon as everyone had calmed down a bit, Rydel returns to her spot. ''Good. Speaking of, I just received a text from Raini. She and Calum are gonna be there tomorrow.''
''What about Laura?'' Ross asks immediately, keeping his eyes on his phone which he's turning circles in his hands as he rests his elbows on his knees. His sister looks at him with pity for a second before continuing to type on her phone. A minute of dead silence passes before she looks up regretfully.
''I'm sorry, Ross,'' with that he knew enough. She might be busy, she might already have something planned, she might have a big event by her music label planned. But with Rydel's next statement, it's pretty clear none of those options were the reason. ''Raini tried, but Laura didn't want to come.''
''It's fine,'' he lies as he unlocks his phone, feeling the great urge to message her. His thumb freezes above her contact information before closing his eyes tightly, pushing away the thought by throwing his phone to the other end of the couch. Feeling all eyes on his back, he walks back to his place in front of the central microphone without his guitar. ''Break's over.''
She didn't want to come. She really didn't. There were a million things she'd rather to tonight than go to the concert, one of them including organizing her closet on colour and if there was one thing she hated, it was organizing closets. She'd rather be folding clothes, not neatly enough, so wrinkles would appear in her favourite tops. And still, somehow, she was in her car on her way to the Greek Theatre.
She didn't know why, she didn't think about it, she couldn't even remember her leaving the apartment, but here she was. It was late, the show had already started, but something caused her to go. The need to see him might have taken over, shutting down her common sense and forcing her into the car in clothes not nearly nice enough for a concert. The radio was off, her hands gripping the wheel tightly, a little too tightly as she sees her knuckles turning wide, as she keeps her gaze on the road, no emotion to be found on her face or to be felt inside.
The last couple of months, her mind had never shut up, about anything. Now was the first time in a while everything was quiet. Maybe her mind was so impressed by this decision she didn't even remembered making, that it stayed silent, scared to change her mind. Was it a good impulse? She was about to find out.
''Laura? Is that you?'' as she was walking to the main entrance, there was only one man she recognized who was looking at her confused. ''I didn't know you would come, I'll lead you to the side entrance. They already started, but you can get to the other side of the theatre where Raini and Calum are if you show the security guards in the front this pass, they'll let you pass through the path in front of the stage.''
After thanking Mark for his guidance and the special pass, she enters the enormous building from the side. The high pitched screaming by at least a thousand fans almost overwhelm the loud music, empowered by the huge speakers. She always loved concerts, but the fact that she usually got a special treatment, like places at the front, felt weird. Not wanting to stand out in the crowd, she decides to wait until a change of songs, so she could sneak past without too many people seeing her. The only thing she was scared for, was the reaction Raini and Calum would have as they saw her. As the final few lines of the ongoing song are finished, the music slowly dies out and Laura sees her chance to tap one of the broad guys on their shoulder to make her way to her friends. Only one thing stops her.
''Thank you all for coming. Being able to have our first show here is a great honour, especially because we can have some friends join us,'' Ross speaks in the microphone while lifting his guitar over his head, giving it to Riker as he brings them to the side of the stage. As everyone is helping clear the stage, Ellington brings a few stools for them to sit on and sets them in a line. ''Let's mix things up with a slow oldie I know you guys like.''
The four take their seats, Ross in the middle with an acoustic guitar as Rocky holds the same and Ellington a small shaker. If they do an acoustic song, there is no way she could sneak through discreetly, moreover, it would seem incredibly rude to disturb the quiet environment they were trying to create. So she decides to wait one more song, standing in an open space on the side, right next to the path in front of the stage.
''Life doesn't always go how you expect it to go. No matter how secure everything can seem one day, everything can change the other. Even when you think your relationship is perfect, it only could only take a few cracks for it to fall apart,'' and with that, everyone knew what he was talking about. Their breakup wasn't something going by unnoticed by the fans, most them heartbroken by it, and she could hear half of them making sympathetic sounds. This took courage, that's for sure and she could see the hurt in his eyes as he scans the crowd. ''This is One Last Dance.''
Tear drops in your hazel eyes
I can't believe I made you cry
It feels so long since we went wrong-
Ross cuts himself off once their eyes connect, a situation she overlooked when she drove to the concert, a situation she seriously should've thought about before coming. As they keep eye contact for a good few seconds, Ross forgets to sing the line after as he hears the crowd sing it for him. Laura forces herself to look away, staring at the ground insecurely. This whole thing was a mistake, she realizes now. As the fans on her side of the building find out what their idol was staring at, they find her, the hiding place now discovered. After a few 'Is that Laura?' whispers, most of the crowd knows.
Never meant to break your heart
Sometimes things just fall apart
So heres one night to make it right
Before we say goodbye
So wait up, wait up
Give me one more chance
To make up, make up
I just need one last dance
As Laura dares to look in the direction of the stage again, she sees Ross now looking at the crowd again, but instead the rest of the band looking her way, giving her small, confused smiles before continuing their performance. Ignoring the hundreds of eyes of the fans on her every few seconds, she tries to enjoy the song, even though there's not much to enjoy. With every line, she feels herself breaking down more, but she forces herself to keep watching, even when Ross's eyes drift her way again.
Freshman year I saw your face
Now it's graduation day
Said we'd be friends, till the end
Can we start again?
So wait up, wait up
Give me one more chance
To make up, make up
I just need one last dance
Na na na na oh-oh
Na na na na oh-oh
Why did this song have to have the word 'dance' in it? Why did coincidence have to bite her in the ass like this? She never could've thought this song could bring her to tears when she first heard it more than three years ago, but now she felt herself being on the verge. The fact that she could hear Ross's voice breaking clearly multiple times, not knowing if it was real or not, didn't help.
I heard you're heading east
So let's just make our peace
So when you think of me
You'll smile, and I'll smile
So wait up-
The hot room, all the eyes on her, the lyrics that once didn't make her feel anything, but now breaks her heart and the feeling of claustrophobia and anxiety caused by all this suddenly gets too much. After answering Ross's intensive stare one last time, she lowers her head as she turns around to find the nearest exit. Just before she's able to close the door, she hears the crowd behind her gasp collectively. She takes one look over her shoulder, not being able to help her curiosity. She meets a lot of gazes from the fans who look at her in shock before diverting their eyes to the stage again. When she the direction, her eyes widen at the sight.
Ross had risen from his stool, looking like he's about to go after her as he's holding his guitar, his hand holding the pick frozen in front of the strings. His eyes hadn't left her the whole time, his stare seeming almost begging her to stay. But the one thing that shocks her the most is the fact that it's dead silent; he had stopped the song. And she was the cause. Overwhelmed by the feeling of guilt, she closes the door hastily.
''We're having a short break,'' Ross mumbles in the microphone before handing a confused Riker his guitar. He's about to jump off stage as Riker grabs him by his arm.
''Ross, no,'' he orders him bossily, telling him that whatever he's planning is a horrible idea.
''Let me go,'' Ross hisses, trying to shake his arm loose as Riker's grip gets tighter, his gaze compelling. As they keep angry eye contact for a few seconds, Ross breaks it to glance at the door Laura just disappeared behind. As he turns back to look at his brother again, his eyes now softer and filled with despair. ''Please.''
''You're an idiot,'' he answers annoyed, but lets go of his arm before shoving him backwards lightly. ''Just make it quick, please.''
Ross doesn't waste another moment as he jumps off the stage, flying out the door, followed by everyone in the room in silence.
He ends up on the parking lot next to the building, the dark ground with only a few cars illuminated by too few lampposts. His eyes need to adjust to the dark after having stared at the lights on the stage for an hour, but after a few seconds he can see the car silhouettes more clearly.
He didn't know what transport Laura used to get here and he only guessed she used her car. He knows he's right when he hears a faint voice from a distance and sees her struggling to open her car door when walking closer. He isn't able to find any words right there as he stands there, but Laura is aware of his presence when she sees his reflection in the window.
''Coming here was a mistake,'' she simply speaks, her back still turned towards him. As she keeps pushing little buttons on her car key, followed by a few harsh pulls on the door handle. The small comment was meant to postpone whatever he would say until she was safely in her car, but since faith wasn't on her side today, she accepted that she needed to face him at one point. So as he stays silent, she turns around to get something off her chest. ''As soon as I accept that you're gone, you're back and I can't seem to erase you from my life.''
Even though it sounded unnecessarily rude, she felt like it needed to be said. She had felt like this for a long time and god knows she tried to forget everything, but somehow she couldn't. She had tried everything she could possibly think of, except one thing. Ask for help to the person it was about. She didn't exactly 'ask' him, more like broke the news, but it felt great to finally say it out loud. If he could understand it, all of this trouble might even be over for good.
He couldn't even believe his ears. Erase him from her life? What was that even supposed to mean? Wasn't she the one who came to his shows by herself? He never forced her to come. He was so absolutely done at that moment, he could yell, but he didn't. Yet. He still cared for her, so after she turns around again to give the unlocking of her car another try, thinking the conversation is over, he finally speaks up.
''Have you ever thought about me?'' Laura's eyes drift from the car key to Ross in the reflection of the car window when she hears his sudden question. She stays silent as she leaves the car key in the lock when turning around again. His usually soft eyes now look at her irritated, angry. ''Have you ever even thought about how I feel?''
Ross is done with hearing Laura's speeches, done with keeping quiet as she gets to tell her how she feels. It's his turn now and he's not planning on leaving anything out.
''I was trying just as hard as you to make this work,'' he points between them with his index finger while stepping closer to her. ''I loved you. I still do. But as soon as you got unsure, you took the easy way out and that's not a relationship I want to be in.''
Laura's mouth drops when hearing all the confessions he just made in a few sentences. They're all so opposite, it confuses her as she keeps quiet, letting him finish for now.
''Did you even take a second to consider how I'm dealing with all of this?'' he asks her the rhetorical question, obviously pointing out all the things he had done when she was around and even when she wasn't physically there, but walked around in his head. Laura doesn't even have time to respond as Ross continues his rant. ''No, of course not. You were too busy caring only about yourself, about your own troubles. Don't think these past months weren't shit for me too.''
He's about to finally stop, finding nothing more to say when his eyes land on a particular item she's wearing.
''And now you show up here, unexpectedly, wearing the fucking necklace,'' he points at her chest in disbelief as she gasps, her hand flying to her skin to indeed find the necklace with now only one hanger on it. As she looks down confused, the vague memory of the day before comes up, only now realizing how she automatically put the necklace on without even thinking about it after cleaning up the bottle. Ross finally looks her in the eyes again as he runs a hand through his hair defeated. ''Laura, can't you understand why that messes with my head?''
''Ross, I didn't know-'' she tries to explain her actions, knowing it must sound ridiculous before he holds up his hands, quietly cutting her off.
''You've been the only thing on my mind for a long time and now I finally understand,'' he shakes his head, feeling a weird sense of accomplishment after spitting this all out, knowing exactly what he wanted to say as he raises his voice slightly. ''If you don't think I'm worth it then, fine, erase me from your life. But don't come here, trying to make me feel sorry for you, because you caused your own pain. Not me, you.''
He breaths heavily for a while, trying to catch his breath after spitting out the last few sentences without pauses. They look at each other, different emotions racing through them before Ross steps away.
''I'm going back inside,'' he mumbles before turning around, hurrying inside the building without looking back once. He leaves Laura there, stunned, still trying to cope with what just happened. As she hears the loud bang of the door like Ross now officially ended whatever was still going on between them.
Once back inside, he takes the route leading behind the stage as he finds his bandmates again. They look at him in awe, scared to say anything when seeing his deep frown and dark eyes. Before Ross is able to grab his guitar and run on stage again, pretending like nothing happened, Rydel stops him in silence. After exchanging some looks, Ross feels the pressure to explain himself.
''It's over,'' he tells them in brief, leaving out every personal aspect of it. When the rest sees he's not gonna be giving them any more information, they give him a quick nod, assuring him they'll stay out of it.
''I thought it was already over,'' Rocky whispers to Ellington as a question. He's just shrugging in response as they see Ross turn around, figuring out he picked up on it.
''Now it really is,'' he assures them while looking over his shoulder before they all walk on stage, greeted by loud screaming. From that moment, Riker takes the lead in talking in between songs instead of Ross, while he just sings his parts, plays his bits, and stays quiet. He should feel more relieved than he is right now after he gave Laura a piece of his mind. Though, he couldn't say he was mad at her. He was for a bit, but not anymore. As the music plays loud, the voices overwhelm the sound of a car finally driving away outside.
Weelll…
It's really over, isn't it?
Gosh you would almost think I'm giving you a bad ending story. Relax I'd never do that, spoiler alert
Btw, what did y'all think of the note? Pretty shocking right? Honestly, I literally made Ross's part up on the spot, that wasn't what I planned to have in it for a long time. Just came to me. You'll hear his explanation next chapter :)
Hey I finished Work Things Out a few days ago and I can happily announce that an epilogue is on its way. If people are still up for it, the sequel is in progress too. Only in my mind though. Got some amazing responses for it, so yay!
kristen chapter 36
This was unexpected. Hahahaha. I'm speechless. But I'm confused is tthis the lAst chapter. What is the wriiting on the back of the paper. Are you still going to write other stories or is tthis 2 the last. Sorry for all the questions. But to tell the true. You are more friendlier than my best friend. Hahaha. - Hey Kristen ma girl. Was it really? What part? The note huh? Nope, not yet. You'll see when it is. The back of the paper was the girl who worked at Tiffany's, remember? If you don't, you can find it in chapter 27. I have a few ideas in my head, three to be exact. But since it'll be my senior year and I'm going away on vacation in a few weeks, there might be a little pause in between stories after finishing up this one. Gosh, you think? Then you need to find a new best friend, cause that's not good hahaha. Really, I'm not this talkative irl, well I am, but writing makes it waaaay easier to spit out sentences, in comparison with talking where I usually can't find the right words.
chapter 36
Okaaayyy... I have got a request. I BEG of you, make Ross and Laura have a happy ending. Or better yet, a happy beginning...
Awww! This story has almost come to an end! I am going to save all the emotional-serious until the last chapter though, even though I have loads to say!
Since 'Work Things Out' has come to an end-*sob*- I will just include a question in this review. Actually, if you don't mind, I am going to include a list of questions that you can pick and choose to answer because I don't know how long I will be able to do this:
What question do you hate to answer?
What is the longest you have gone without sleep?
Do you have a favourite book?
What is your favourite word? Least favourite?
Have you ever faked sick to get out if school? If so, what ilness?
What do you think about me being the 500th reviewer? What do you think about 500 reviews in general?
Do you think you can pronounce my name?
Amn - Gosh, Amn, you couldn't have made a better 500th review, I mean c'mon. You didn't even realize it, did ya? A happy ending is what I planned and a happy ending is what you're getting. EVEN MORE? WHEN WILL IT END? Just kidding, keep it coming I love you.
Aren't you just the most precious little cupcake I can't even speak right now. You know what I like. Questions questions questions. Leggo
LITERALLY NOT ANY. YOU CAN ASK ME FREAKIN ANYTHING, LITERALLY ANYTHING I LOVE TALKING IN GENERAL
Oh my, well I love sleep and I personally think the whole 'staying up all night' is highly overrated, cause, except when you're home alone, you need to stay quiet, at least one of you gets SUPER tired and the other one SUPER annoying to the tired one. Sleep is great. Why ban it. It's the closest to living in fictional worlds we can get, am I right
I LOVE BOOKS. I've been reading a lot in English last months (plus, you can't do anything with Dutch titles) and my fav book series is now Bad Girls Don't Die by Katie Alender. God that second book fucked me up, scuse me, and I can't wait to order the third one to read over summer
Omg that's literally my weekly occupation. I mean. KIDS DON'T FAKE SICKNESS TO AVOID SCHOOL. GET EDUCATION. But, remember; mental health over school. If you ever feel so mentally down, you can fake an illness, IF your mother won't understand and would still force you to go if you told her about your mental health. Like mine. I've done pretty much everything; migraine, stomach ache, nausea. The common stuff.
OH SO YOU DID KNOW DAMN U SMART. I THINK YOU FREAKIN ROCK MA SOCKS OFF. Literally most loyal reviewer I can't even imagine what an awesome friend you'd be irl, man those people are lucky. What I said in the author note at the start, I'm still not really realizing it. Words cannot even describe and I feel so useless cause I have all of you to thank for it and uuuuuugh
Is it just Amn? I can do Amn. I don't think there are a lot of ways to pronounce that. Unless Waqar is your last name, then no, I don't think I can. I'm horrible at names in general, but I love the different accents I hear when people tell me how I should pronounce it
SUCH A LONG ANSWER I'M TERRIBLY SORRY
MerlinAddicted chapter 36
Me again:)
I enjoyed the last chapter and I still think Laura is being a bitch about everything loved Ross teasing though :)
So I read what you think about Ross and Courtney...I think the same. He has to be happy! And if he is...we shouldn't want to change it...(even though I read a couple of times that they broke up already...which I don't believe ) and Raura will always have this perfect friendship! Have you seen the Disney world interviews? So cute!
Thank you for this amazing story! I hope you enjoyed your stay in Germany :)
Can't wait for the last couple of chapters! - HEY! She's being such a bitch, aren't you happy Ross spoke his mind about it? I mean, I'm not gonna get in the way of whatever relationship he's having, but saying I'm delighted when seeing a pic of them together would be too much. I'm ignoring it tbh oops. Pff, rumours, what would we do without them. SO CUTE! I can't wait for more interviews of them together, which we will get fo sho. I did! Can't wait to go back soon
Raura2023 chapter 36
Thank you. Even though you probably think you didn't do anything you did. I absolutely love your story. I've been reading it since the first day you wrote it and I was insantly clicked to the story. I just love the plot and the way you have wrote it. It's beautiful. Even though I want the story to end because I'm missing Ross and Laura as a couple terribly I'm going to miss you updating when you have the chance and always reading your wonderful authors notes. This author note I loved l. #4 was the one I was mostly surprised about and loved. It made my day. I always think to myself that I'm so ugly and you writing "your beautiful" made my night. Thank you! Keep writing, you were born to do it. I can't wait until the next update! - Oh my I teared up a little when reading this. Maybe I'm just over emotional today. I can't believe you've been here since the start and stayed till this point. The thought is just a little overwhelming y'know. I feel you, I'll be missing reading these amazing reviews every week cause they seriously make my week instantly better. Wonderful author notes oh stop it you I'm just babbling, I didn't even think anyone read those hahahah. Omg I'm so glad you read that one, you really are. I just know you are. Every single one of you is. Beautiful isn't something only physically, I don't know what you all look like, but on the inside, every single one of you is just gorgeous. Please stop thinking you're not good enough. Perfection is overrated.
Leonie1148 chapter 36
Gosh why are you doing this to me? I'm literally almost crying! they still love eachother so get back! btw it's one of my fav stories to read and I'm waiting for you to update so I can read what's going to happen next. urghh so addicted to it! Good job!
Is there going to be a sequel to this perfect story? - I'M SO SORRY FOR ALMOST MAKING YOU CRY. THIS CHAPTER DIDN'T HELP DID IT. DAMMIT. Thank you for that great compliment! Happy to be your weekly addiction :) A sequel is very unlikely, even though I would LOVE to write one, it's just rather impossible. See, I'm writing based on as many true events as I can find. This is why I'm writing in the future, 2016, thinking this is what would happen if I could make it happen. But while writing the sequel, other things will happen in real life and I think that would be a little too much. Raura is great, but for sequels I stay at the Auslly side. If you like that, you should check out Work Things Out :) Btw, did you know your name is 4/7 the same as mine. That's pretty rad
Dirtkid123 chapter 36
I haven't felt so needed, in a long time. Thanks for giving me a breather. I needed it. :/.
I loved this chapter. So emotionally filled to the brim. Please update soon. - You're beautiful, you really are. Don't ever let anyone make you think less than that.