Promised To Love // r.s.l.♡

25

the beginning of this chapter is awful I'm sorry

Piper told me we were staying here for two weeks - we were actually staying for four weeks. And the 2nd week is only just coming to an end.

With a shedload of trouble in paradise.

Let's begin with the massive arguments between Zack and Piper, and the one Rocky and Emily had over the phone. That silenced the house. Then, there was the Luke situation; he broke up with me two days ago over a note & left in the middle of the night.

I decided to finally leave my room today, avoiding the stares of everybody. Except from Piper, who was actually the one who forced me to leave my room for shopping. We were browsing a mall, and she pulled me into Victoria's Secret.

"I don't know why you pulled me in here; last thing I need is to get back in contact with my romantic side" I hissed.

Cue gasp. "You are back on the market young lady, you need to pamper yourself as much as possible before falling in love again" she pinched my cheeks.

"I don't see that in the near future" I shook my head. "They do have some cute underwear.."

Fast forward 20 minutes, when we left the store with at least 4 bags each. It began with the underwear, and then escalated to some jumpers I saw in PINK and some spray. After that, we browsed around MAC and some other shops before getting the taxi back home.

There was an obvious change of mood. Something was missing- someone was missing.

I approached Riker, who was quietly on his phone. "Where's Lucy?"

"Were you- wait you were out- Lucy and Ross broke up this morning. They talked it out and she went after that" Riker explained. "He's been upstairs ever since"

"Oh. They were so cute" I pouted. "Well, I'll be in my own room trying on all of the goodies I have"

I held my bags proudly and he laughed at me. After that, I made my way to my room and spent time trying on some of the new things I have bought myself for Autumn, and getting extra excited about how cute that season was.

I put on a simple baggy shirt and my over-the-knee socks, tying my hair into a bun.

I was interrupted by a knock at the door. Not thinking much of it, I walk over to open it; revealing Ross leaning against the doorframe.

"Hey hey hey" I greeted him.

"Hey what's that?" He pointed towards the window and I turned to face it. In the same breath, he spun me back to him and pressed his lips against mine.

I was stood frozen for a few moments, then I tried to smack him away which only tightened his arms around my waist. Eventually, I gave in and kissed back, everything just flowing out from me to him.

He cupped my face with his hands, closing the door with his foot. "I want you, and only you. I thought I moved on, but I didn't; I love you and will only love you"

I looked at him with wide eyes. "I hope I haven't overwhelmed you; or induced a heart attack"

"Not at all" I chuckled. "It's about time; you don't understand how much I've missed you. I'd do anything to be with you again"

A beam grew on his face, which reflected onto mine. I released a tiny yelp as he picked me up and headed towards my bed, our lips locking in the process.

His lips moved from my own to my neck, his hands busy removing my shirt. In a matter of minutes, our clothes were reduced to a heap on the ground and we stayed in each other's arms, exchanging kisses.

"You're beautiful" Ross said, moving a strand of hair from my face. I blushed.
"I missed you so much. I messed it all up, and I regret pushing away the only person I have ever loved unconditionally"

"How long have you been blaming yourself for? No- it's not your fault at all, it's nobody's fault" I said. "We didn't communicate, but it's gone now"

"Can we take things slow?"

"Nothing would make me happier" I kissed his cheek. "You look like a lion, your hair is everywhere!"

He laughed. "It has a mind of its own"

He buried his face in the crook of my neck, our hands interlocked. I then remembered something. "Did you ever stop loving me?"

He looked up. "What?"

"Did you ever move on from me? Start to forget me?"

"I tried" he sighed, tickling my skin. "But, I never stopped loving you, not even for a minute. You're inside me, like the flu, or a drug- let's go for drug, it sounds more romantic"

"To a certain extent" I giggled. "I missed this"

"Me too" he poked my nose. "But, we have two years of lust and thrust to catch up on"

"That was cringey"

"You know what I mean! Now come here!" He smirked, pulling the duvet over our heads (and not that head). What happened from there onwards is our little secret.