The Last Cut

Chapter 61

xXHarperXx isn't writing Ali POV's anymore, I am writing them.

She gave me the rights to the character.

Sorry if this is confusing, the lyrics wouldn't italize or however you spell it.

Read carefully and you will understand if its lyrics or not.

Dis POV

"That's my house!" I giggled and pointed out the window of the bus as we drove by my house on the way to the venue.

"Ooooh fancy." Derek said, his voice sounding like a gay man's.

I laughed, wrapping my arms around myneon blue tank top covered torso.

"You s-sounded so g-gay!" I said in between giggles.

Derek glared at me, well tried to. His laughs broke out of his set lips and I knew that he wasn't mad at me.

"We're here." The bus driver told us, stopping the tour bus and looking around the corner at us.

"Thanks, sir." I saluted and jumped up from my spot on the couch.

Ronnie was sleeping in his bed, Ryan was skyping with Britney, and Ron and Ali were watching a movie in Ali's bunk, leaving me and Derek alone to cause trouble.

"You should go wake up Ronnie with a bag of ice." Derek said, opening the stainless steel freezer door, revealing a bag that was half full of ice.

"Oooo! Otay!" I said and grabbed the ice. I walked outside and dropped it on the concrete so the ice wasn't all stuck together and I skipped to the back bedroom, Derek in tow.

I creaked the door open and slid in silently, leaving Derek outside.

Ronnie was laying on the bed on his stomach, his bare back uncovered.

I itched my thigh that had white and silver skinny jeans covering it and took a deep breath before I opened the bag and smiled.

"Wakey wakey!" I called before I emptied the bag onto him.

"Holy shit!" He yelled and squirmed away from the ice cubes.

My laughs echoed in the room.

That had to be the funniest thing I have ever seen.

"You.." Ronnie seethed, pointing his finger at me. My blue orbs widened and I ran to the door, a tattooed hand slammed the door right as I had my hand a centimeter away from the handle.

"Derek! He's mad! You didn't tell me this would happen!" I cried.

I felt ronnie wrap his arms around my waist and pick me up, he threw me onto the bed. The cold ice pressing onto my back and neck as he hovered over me.

"That wasn't very nice." Ronnie whispered, his fingers running over my cheek lightly.

"I'm sorry." i said just as quietly, looking into his eyes.

"You should be." He chuckled and out his face in my neck.

He sighed contently as I ran my fingers through his hair.

"You are like a giant toddler, or a teddy bear." I mused.

"You are like a.. I don't know. I'm tired." He murmured sleepily, wrapping his arms around my waist tighter.

"Ronnie.." I whined and pushed against him.

He fake snored against my neck, making me sigh and I moved my hand a fraction of an inch and found an ice cube.

I moved my hand so it rest on the top of his back and trailed the piece of ice all the way down his back.

"Stop!" He said loudly, breaking away from me.