Love Does Exist (Ross & Heather Fanfiction)

Chapter 10 Promises are Promises

It was silent in the room for a long time, and I loved just being in his arms. But he was the first to break the silence. "So what did Rydel show you on the tapes?"

"Oh, you know, good stuff. But let's talk about that later." I look up at him and he's smiling, so I take that as a yes. I laid my head back on his chest, and he started humming a song. I listened, but it didn't sound familiar.

"What's that?" I asked him.

"It's a song I'm working on. It's still in the making, not enough to sing yet. But it just came into my mind again. It's a pretty hard song to write obviously." He let out a light chuckle, "seems to come out when you're around."

"I'm flattered. Will you sing some to me? I would love to hear it."

"Not yet, but soon. I promise." Another promise. He was full of them. I smile back.

I listen in silence again while he keeps humming. He hums the same tune over and over again. I listen until I fall asleep. I wake up and it's dark, and I'm laying in a bed. I hear voices down the hallway. As I get up, an arm wraps around me. I didn't realize I wasn't alone.

I turn over and I see Ross' smile in the dim light. "What time is it?"

"Last I checked, 3:30. But that's been a while."

"Oh man, dad must be worried." I reach toward my phone, and go to call dad. Ross grabs my hand.

"Do you really want to call at 4 in the morning and wake your dad up?" He smiles. "Besides, Rydel already called him."

"That's great." I lay back down in his arms. Out of no where he starts singing. The most beautiful song. Very soft and passionate song. I pick my head up off of his chest and watch him sing. His head is laying back and eyes closed. Every word was perfect. When he was finished, he opened his eyes, but didn't move his head.

"That's beautiful. What is that?"

"That's the song I promised to sing to you this afternoon. I finished it after you fell asleep and I knew you couldn't hear it yet." He pulled his arm under his head so he could see me.

"It's the most beautiful song I have ever heard. I love it." That full feeling, that appeared when I was around him, grew outside of me at that moment.

He rolled over to face me. "I'm glad you like it. It's your song."

I start to blush. I was glad it was dark. A tear escaped my eye. "Really?" Okay, I wasn't hiding that choke.

He pulled me close to him, laying his chin on my head. "A promise is a promise." Than he wipes the tear from my cheek, taking his hand all the way around to the back of my head. His posture stiffens.

He pulls his other hand under my chin to face him, and looks me right in the eyes. "I keep my promises," than leans in to kiss my forehead again, ever so gently. He moved down to the bridge of my nose, down to the tip and to my cheek. In that last few seconds, I couldn't breathe, nor open my eyes to see him. I became paralyzed.

After a few seconds pass his lips come off of my cheek but he doesn't let go of my head. After a minute of being able to breathe, my head gets dizzy. I still can't open my eyes yet. He whispers "another primise" than presses his lips to mine. I'm only able to move my arms, so I wrap them tighter around him. His lips touch mine again and I am able to move mine too.

It was extremely passionate, and I wanted this feeling to last forever. I pulled him tighter as his lips parted again, and parted mine enough to put his bottom lip between mine. His arm slide down from my head down to the center of my back. This moment was perfect. I parted mine again to the side, and pulled him closer.

Just than he pulls his head back slightly. I have to make myself breathe, but my eyes still won't open. He holds me close and lays his forehead against time. He's having as much trouble breathing as I am.

After many long minutes, he starts to speak, still short of breathe, "I keep my promises." All I can make myself do smile, but I smile enough where he can feel it with his hand still on my face. He rolls back over and pulls me back on his chest again.

"Get some sleep, I'll still be here when you get up."

I laughed a little laugh, "I'll try." He laughs and wraps both arms around me tight, and hold me tight. I put one arm in front of me and the other across his chest on side of his neck, sliding it all the way, and hold him tight too.

He starts to hum my song again, and I start to fall asleep again. I had the best nights rest all night in his arms. My first night with him all night. And the next morning I woke up rejoiced to see Ross still in my arms when I woke up.