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Chapter 27

02:07, 3 January 2015

a/n this chapter is long.

I climb on Ross so I'm straddling his waist. "My head hurts," I pout as I run my hands up his chest.

He grabs my hips and frowns. "My poor baby.. You want medicine or something?" He asks as I lay my head next to his.

I shake my head. "Sing to me." I demand with a small smile.

"I don't wanna be famous,I don't wanna if I can't be with youEverything I eat's tastelessEverything I see don't compare with youParis, Monaco and Vegas,I'd rather stay with youIf I had to chooseBaby you're the greatest,And I got everything to lose,And I just want to be with youAnd I can't ever get enough!

Baby give it all up, up, I'd give it all up,If I can't be with you!All of this stuff sucks, yeah all of this sucksIf I can't be with you!And,No Oscar,No Grammy,No mansion in MiamiThe sun don't shine the sky ain't blue,If I can't be with you!

I could sail around the whole worldBut I still won't find a place,As beautiful as you girl!And really who's got time to waste?I can't even see a future,Without you in it, the colors start to fade,Any way I'm gonna lose you,And nobody in the world could ever take your place!You're the kind I can't replace!And I can't ever get enough!

Baby, I'd give it all, up, I'd give it all up,If I can't be with you!All of this stuff sucks, yeah all of this sucksIf I can't be with you!And,No Oscar,No Grammy,No mansion in MiamiThe sun don't shine the sky ain't blue ,If I can't be with you!Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,If I can't be with you!Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,If I can't be with you!

If I can't be with you!Oh if I can't be with you!If I can't be with you!

Oh, all of this sucks, if I can't be with you!

All of this stuff sucks, yeah, all of this sucks!If I can't be with you!And,No Oscar,No Grammy,No mansion in MiamiThe sun don't shine the sky ain't blueIf I can't be with you!Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,If I can't be with you!Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,If I can't be with you!With You"

He finishes singing. I kiss his jaw a few times. "I love you." He whispers.

I smile, "I love you more."

He shakes his head and plays with my hair. "No, you do not. its not possible, my love."

I nod and drift off to sleep, again. I woke up with Ross on top of me and my legs and arms wrapped around him. I smile as I look over at him. His face was right next to my head, his lips parted slightly. I kiss his cheek and close my eyes again. After a few minutes, Ross groans and opens his eyes.

I look over at him with a smile. "We should lay like this more often." He says with a smirk.

I nod in agreement. We just lay there for a while, not talking. I turn my head to look over at him. Our noses touch, along with our foreheads. He leans in and kisses me softly. He pushes himself up, without breaking the kiss, and deepening it. He moans quietly into my mouth as I feel 'his friend' pop up.

I smirk and pull back slightly. "That was hot." He whispers.

I giggle and nod. "Whatever loser," I laugh and push him off of me. I get up and walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I feel a pair of muscular arms wrap around my waist as I set my toothbrush back in the holder. Look up in the mirror.

Yuck.

I flash a small smile at Ross. He rests his chin on my shoulder and looks at me through the mirror. I watch a tear slip out of my eye and roll down my cheek. He turns his head and kisses the side of my jaw. "What's wrong, beautiful?" He asks as he slides his hands up the front of my shirt. I whimper as his finger nail gets caught on a scar, breaking it open. I push him off of me and lift up my shirt. He gets a tissue and holds it on my stomach. "I'm so sorry, baby."

"It's alright," I whisper as more tears spill over. I jump up and sit on the counter.

He removes the tissue and throws it out. He bends down and kisses the mark. He stands back up and moves between my legs. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his around my waist, burying his face in my neck. I hold him close to me as I start thinking.

What if Ross breaks up with me because of this? What do I do then? I'd kill myself.. Him and his family are the only people I have. When I told my mom I was pregnant, she slapped me. Tony, he lives in Miami. My dad.. I don't like talking about and none of my aunts or uncles give a shit about me. Maybe I am meant to die.. But I can't leave Ross, especially like that. But he's going to leave. After everything I did and I've put him through.

I wrap my legs around him and sob into his shoulder. "Hey, baby, what's wrong?" He asks as he tries to pull back.

"D-Don't leave me," I sob.

He shakes his head. "I'm not, babe. What's wrong? Why're you crying so hard? Are you over thinking? What happened?" He asks concernedly.

I shrug and unwrap my arms and legs from him. I wipe my tears and he rests his hands on each side of me. "I feel like you're going to breakup with me because I'm not pretty enough anymore. Because I tore open my skin. Because I hate myself." I whisper as I lay my head on his shoulder.

He comes closer to me and re-wraps his arms around my waist. "Stop it. You're gorgeous, no matter what you or anyone else thinks. You'll always be the most beautiful girl in the world to me. I love you, I will always love you. Even if you dye your hair purple, I'll love you. I don't care what you look like or what you say, because I love your personality," he pauses to wipe my tears. "I'm in love with you. And no matter what you think, when you tell me you're okay, I know you're not. Lynn, I See Though You. I can read you like a book."

I wrap my arms around his neck and shove my lips onto his. He swallows my quiet sobs. "God, I love you so much." I whisper as we pull back.

He pushes his forehead against mine. "I love you so much more." He pecks my lips quickly. "Are you okay now? Wanna go lie down and watch a movie with me?" He asks as he pulls away from me. He extends his hand and I grab it.

We walk to our room and I lay down. He puts a movie in the DVD player and crawls next to me. He holds up the blanket so I can scoot under his arm. I lay my head on his chest and he wipes my tears with his thumb.

I look up at him and more tears flow down my cheeks. "Oh, my poor baby," He says sympathetically. "She's sick and sad.. my poor baby. do you want something to eat?" He asks kindly. I nod as he wipes my tears. He gets up and extends his hand to me. I take it and we walk downstairs. His phone starts buzzing so he walks over to it. He opens a text message and reads it silently. "Do you want to go to my parents' house? Or stay here?" He asks quietly as he grabs my hips.

I lean my body against his, laying my head on his chest. "We can go over there, we have to take showers first." I whisper.

He nods and picks up his phone, quickly responding to whoever it was. "Shower," he corrects me and sets down his phone. "Come on, babe." He whispers.

"I-I'll be up in a minute." I say as I pull away from him.

He nods. "You okay?" He asks as he grabs my arm.

I nod and kiss his cheek. "Fine," I mumble and walk to the living room.

I grab one of the picture frames and look at the picture inside. It was a picture of me on Ross' back at the beach. I smile and get another. It was Ross, his family, and I at one of R5's concerts. I set them down and come across one of Ross and I kissing. He was holding my hips as I cupped his cheeks. We were on a balcony in a hotel in Puerto Rico. You could see the ocean behind us.

Ross arms wrap around my waist and he kisses my neck. "That's my favorite picture of us," he whispers in my ear.

"Me too," I smile and set it down. I spin around in his arms and jump, wrapping my legs around his waist.

He laughs and carries me upstairs. We take a quick shower. He shoves me against the wall and kisses me wildly. I widen my eyes and try to slow down, but he won't let me. I pull back, out of breath. "Fuck it," he mumbles.

"Wha--" he cut me off by slamming into me. "Shit!" I scream.

He pulls out of me and shuts off the water. "I'm sorry," he giggles. "I told you I wanted to push you against a wall and slam into you."

I shake my head. "It's okay, I kinda liked it." I say as I wrap my body in a towel.

He smirks as we walk to our room. "Good, then I'll do it to you later.. If you're up for it." He says as we get dressed.

I throw my hair into a ponytail and apply some makeup. When I finish, we leave.

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