honestly i'm not very impressed with this chapter, it's kinda cheesey and cliche but i guess every story has a chapter like that, i guess it's like a space filler chapter, but i hope you guys still like it :P review and let me know what you think!
**a few days later**
**Laura's p.o.v**
Ross was coming home today, while Stormie, Mark and the others went to the store for some much needed grocery shopping I helped Ross inside.
"I feel horrible that I don't remember who you are…you seem like such a nice person." He says as we cross the threshold to his room.
I smile slightly.
"That's ok…I'm just glad it wasn't any worse than it is." I reply.
"So this is my room?" he asks as he sits on his bed and looks around.
"Mmhmm." I mumble.
"What's that?" he asks, pointing to a silk covered book sitting against his nightstand.
"That's a scrapbook I gave you for our second month anniversary." I reply.
"Can I see it?" he asks.
I laugh slightly.
"Well of course, it's yours." I reply.
He picks it up tenderly as if it'll fall apart if he's not careful and opens to the first page.
Pictures of me and him on our first date.
"Those are pictures from our first date." I explain.
He nods his head.
"What's this?" he asks, pointing to lyrics I had written on the page.
I'm talkin bout starting out as friends
I'm talkin bout real and not pretend
I'm talkin bout roles of a lifetime
You and I can even write the end
"Those are lyrics to a song you wrote…you admitted to me one night you'd written it about me." I reply.
"I can write songs?" he asks.
"The best." I reply.
He smiles at me. And for just a second I see part of the old Ross looking back at me.
Then as quick as it appeared, it faded again.
"So, you don't remember anything about the wreck?" I ask.
He shakes his head.
"No, I'm sorry." He replies.
I shake my head.
"No, it's ok." I reply.
**later**
I was sitting in the lynch's living room watching some t.v, Ross was taking it easy and was napping in his room, suddenly I heard his door open and close.
"Whatcha doin?" he asks.
I smiled.
"Watching some t.v." I reply.
He sits down on the couch next to me.
"Hey, is that you?" he asks.
I hide an amused grin.
"Yea." I reply.
"Wait…THAT'S ME, what is this show?" he asks.
I laugh.
"It's called 'Austin & Ally' it's about this boy, Austin, who becomes an overnight internet sensation after he accidently steals Ally's song they end up becoming partners because she's a songwriter with stage fright, and he's a singer who can't write songs…a perfect match." I reply.
"I can act too?" he asks.
I nod my head.
"Really there's not much you CAN'T do." I reply.
"Yea, if I could remember how to do it." He replies.
I can't tell if he's making a joke or being serious so I stay silent for a minute.
"Your memory, it's going to come back, don't worry." I reply.
He looks at me for a bit, almost like he's recognized something.
But again it fades as quickly as it came.
"So tell me more about this 'Austin and Ally'." He says with a grin.
"Well, they have all sorts of crazy and fun times along with their friends Dez, who directs Austin's music videos, and Trish, who is his manager, and they sometimes end up in some trouble for the most ridiculous but hilarious reasons." I reply.
"And are they like…together?" he asks.
"It's…complicated." I reply.
"That's a little cliché isn't it?" he asks.
I laugh.
"I suppose, for a while they both try to date other people, Ally is the first one who finally realizes she has feelings for Austin, but Austin ends up dating this other girl Kira, which kinda upsets Ally a little bit, just watch." I reply, since we were watching the "Chapters and Choices" episode.
"In this episode, Ally finally conquers her stage fright with Austin." I explain to get him caught up.
The part where Austin and Ally sing their duet "You can come to me" begins to play, and then it goes to the part where they share a kiss.
"Whoa!" he exclaims.
But then Kira gets in the way and tells Austin she'll be his girlfriend.
And then the episode ends.
"What. The. Heck. Was. That?" he asks.
I laugh at how caught up in the show he's getting.
"I told you it was complicated, since Austin was the last one to realize his feelings for Ally he kinda asked Kira to be his girlfriend, but then, as you clearly saw, when they kiss he FINALLY gets it, but then it's too late because now he's technically Kira's boyfriend.
"Well that's messed up." He replies.
"That's probably the same thing the fans were thinking." I reply with a laugh.
"Seriously though do they ever get together?" he asks.
I nod.
"In the episode after this, when Austin, well, he kinda takes another one of Ally's songs and sings it to her at this congratulations party, it's called 'I think about you." I reply.
There's a pause.
"It was after filming that episode when you told me you'd developed feelings for me…for real." I reply.
He turns to look at me with a pained expression.
"Really?" he asks.
I nod.
"Mmmhmmm." I reply.
"I'm sorry…I really wish I remembered, so…are we, you know, still together, even after what happened." He asks.
"Of course, the only way you could ever get me to leave was if you told me to leave, or if you never wanted to see me again." I reply.
"Good." He replies with a sigh.
"Because even though right now I don't remember, I still have this feeling like you're really important to Me." he replies.
I smile.
He smiles back, and for just another second I catch a glimpse of the old Ross.
"Can we look at more of those pictures?" He asks.
"Of course!" I reply.
We turn the t.v off and head back to his room; he picks up the book and opens to another page.
"Are we?"
"Soaking wet." I finish for him.
"Yes, we are, this was probably one of the worst dates ever." I explained, but I found myself smiling and laughing from the memory.
"The date itself wasn't bad at all, but you accidently locked your keys and your cellphone in the car so we had to walk to this gas station that was like two miles away so we could use a phone and about halfway there it started pouring rain." I pause for a second to laugh.
"When your mom pulled up to pick us up she about threw a fit when she saw us standing outside in soaking wet clothes in 70 degree weather." I finish.
He laughs.
Then there's the sound of a car door slamming as the others get home.
"Come on; let's go help get the groceries." I say as I close the book and put it back in its place next to his nightstand.
"I hope you're right." he says as we get up to go outside.
"About what?" I ask.
"That my memory will come back, I hope you're right." he explains.
"It will…I know it will." I reply as we go outside.