Chapter 8
02:21, 23 January 2013Rocky's POV
I dragged Ross back into my room and made him tell me everything.
"Ok, jeez, easy on the arm." Ross said, rubbing his arm a bit.
"Sorry. Ok, now tell me everything that happened." I looked at him excitedly.
"Why are you so excited to hear about our date?" Ross said casually and then realized when he actually did say.
"A date?! Woah." I smiled.
"Yeah." Ross looked at the ground, smiling to himself. "But actually, why do you want to know so bad?" He asked again.
"Because you never really have a girl in your life that you're this crazy about. I mean, you never stop talking about her and when she's around, you go crazy and act like you're the happiest guy in the world." I told him.
"Well, I act like I'm the happiest guy in the world when she's around because I am. She's...perfect." He said, now in his own world probably thinking about Emily.
"Aw. Ok, now tell me." I urged him.
"Ok." He said and explained the entire night in detail.
"Wait, so it was her idea to decide whether is was a date or not?" I asked him.
"Yeah, and I was so glad she said yes." Ross smiled.
"Dude, she must really like you." I winked at him.
"Why's that?" He asked.
"Well, if she was the one who suggested the idea, that meant that she wanted you to know how she felt. That's huge." I nudged him a bit.
"Really?" Ross smiled brightly.
"Really." I smiled back.
When we walked back into the living room, we didn't see Rydel or Emily and assumed they were in Rydel's room.
We decided to sit on the couch and wait for them to come out. I couldn't wait to completely ditch him after Emily came into the room. He would never see it coming.
"Hey guys." Rydel smiled at us when she walked into the room.
"Where's Emily?" Ross asked, desperately looking behind Rydel to see if she was there.
"Oh, she's in my room making a bed for herself on the floor. She's staying over for the night. You can go in there if you want Ross." Rydel teased Ross.
"Ok, be right back." Ross immediately got up, not getting Rydel's joke, and started to walk towards her room.
"He's lovestruck." Rydel laughed.
"Tell me about it. Did you know they both called it a date?!" I whispered excitedly.
"I know! Emily told me about it. She seemed so happy." Rydel replied.
"I'm honestly so happy for Ross. I mean, this never happens to him." I said.
"I know. The best part about it is that Emily is going to tour with us which gives them more time to hang out and I have a feeling that Em and I will be pretty good friends." She smiled.
"This tour is going to be great." I smiled.
Emily's POV
I was so happy when I found out I could stay over at the Lynch's house. Tonight was a great night.
I was just starting to make my bed when Ross walked in. This was a very pleasant surprise.
"Hey Emily." Ross smiled at me, leaning against the frame of the door.
"Oh, hey Ross." I smiled back.
"So, I heard that you're staying over." He said, making his way over to Rydel's bed and sat down.
"Yeah. It was Rydel's idea." I replied, still making the bed.
"Well I'm glad she came up with it." He said, seeming very happy.
"Why's that?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows at him playfully.
"Oh, just because then we can, I mean, everyone get to know you better." He said, trying to play it cool but I could tell he wasn't sure of himself, which made me laugh a little to myself.
"Right, everyone." I gave a small laugh and went back to my interesting creation of a bed.
"Here, let me help you." Ross offered and got down on his knees to help me.
"Oh, thanks." I smiled.
He grabbed another blanket from Rydel's closet and lay it down across what I already had done. Then, he grabbed some extra pillows off of Ry's bed and laid them down on the pillow I put down a bit before.
"Well, look who's a bed-maker professional." I laughed.
"You know it." He played along and nudged me slightly.
I looked at him and nudged him back. Then he looked back at me and nudged me back, realizing where I was going with this.
"Oh, we're playing this game." I gave a small laugh and nudged him a bit harder.
"I guess we are." He winked and nudged me harder.
Eventually, we were both pushed to the ground and laughing.
We just laid there, next to each other, our shoulders just barely brushing against each other, looking at the ceiling in silence.
He slightly moves his hand so it lightly brushes against mine and it sends chills throughout my body. He moves his hand a bit more until it intertwines with mine.
I look at him and he smiles at me.
So we are laying on the ground, smiling at each other, with our hands intertwined and its perfect.
"You're so beautiful." Ross whispers which causes me to blush slightly.
He starts to lean in slightly and I do the same. Our lips are just inches from touching when all of a sudden Rocky comes out of nowhere.
"Hey guys!" He exclaims as he bursts through the door.
We quickly pull apart and when I glance at Ross, he's a deep shade of red. I have to keep myself from smiling too widely. He's blushing. He really likes me, I smiled to myself.
"Oh, hey Rocky. What are you doing here?" Ross says and glares at him through his gritted smile.
"Oh you know, just messing with my little bro." He laughs and nudges Ross. "You almost done with the bed?" He asks me.
"Oh, yeah, we finished." I glance up at him.
"Sweet! Because Riker just got back from the store. We're having ice cream!" He acted like a little kid which made me laugh.
"Awesome! Sounds good." I smiled and made my way to the living room where everyone else was.
Ross's POV
Emily and I were in the perfect moment. I could've stayed there for forever.
Rocky just had to ruin it.
After Emily left the room and made her way to the living room, I turned to face Rocky.
"Really Rocky? Really?!" I exclaimed, not even trying to hide how upset I was.
"Oh chill dude." He laughed like it was no big deal.
"Dude! I was going to kiss her!" I exclaimed.
"Wait, really?" He asked, now concern across his face.
"Yes really!" I exclaimed.
"Well, don't worry. If she really likes you, you'll have that moment again." He smiled.
"And what if she doesn't?" I asked, cringing at the thought. What if she didn't and was just playing me?
"Chill, ok? She does, Rydel even told me." He said.
"Wait, really?" I asked.
"Yeah. Emily explained her whole night to Rydel and her smile never left her face." He winked at me.
I couldn't think of anything to do but smile. She did like me!
"Now come on, let's go get some ice cream!" He exclaimed.
"Ok." I smiled and followed him out to the living room.
"Get it while its cold!" Riker exclaimed.
"Yum!" I exclaimed, looking at the ice cream and millions of toppings on the kitchen table.
Rocky and I were the last ones to get ice cream so once we got everything that we wanted, we made our way to the living room where everyone was sitting.
"So Emily, I hear you're staying over." Riker said through a mouthful of ice cream and laughed at how weird he sounded.
"Yeah, it was Rydel's idea." She smiled.
After I finished my ice cream, I put my bowl down on the table and wrapped my arm around Emily's shoulder and she leaned into me.
"Aw, isn't that cute." Ryland winked at me and I gave a small laugh.
"Well thanks Ryland." Emily gave a small laugh and looked down, blushing slightly.
"So, can we say that you guys are official?" Rydel asked us.
We both looked at each other, not sure of what to say.
"Um.." Emily trailed off. "I mean, if Ross thinks so." She said, looking up at me.
"Yeah." I smiled and looked at her and she smiled.
"YES!" Rocky exclaimed, jumping up from the couch.
"Ok, so what's your ship name?" Rydel asked us.
"Mmh." I thought for a moment and then Emily spoke up.
"Rossily." She smiled and moved slightly closer to me.
Rossily. Its perfect.
@rossR5: Looks like #Rossily is official <3 who ships it?
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A/N/
Rossily is official! Haha, I wish...so anyway, thanks for reading!!! It means a lot to me(: Who ships #Rossily??? Either comment or tweet me @teamR5_xo :)
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