dyslexic ❤️ raura

the dream :X

not edited --- Ross' bedroom on media---

Ross and Laura we're at his house in the kitchen. She was sitting at the counter, as he tried washing dishes. "You know, you don't have to impress me." she says. He looks at her, and then back at the plate. "I'm not." he says, putting the plate down.

"Do you like water?" she asked him. "Well, I enjoy water." he dries his hands. "Think fast!" she takes the spray hose, and waters him. She squeals as she does it, then stops. His eyes we're squeezed shut. He opens his eyes, and looks at her. He takes the bucket of water, and pours it on her. They just stood there. "I'm going to get you!!" she shouts at him, and he ran for it. He had no place to go, so he hid inside the bathroom. She breaks in, and pushes him into the shower. She laughs at him. "Isn't your mother going to be home soon?" she asked him. She shook his head. "Not tonight. Shes coming back in 5 days. She had to go to a business trip." he got up from the shower, still soaked. "Oh. Okay." she says.

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Ross was getting better at reading. "Trust me. By the end of the year, you'll be the greatest reader of all times." she says. He rolled his eyes which still, she found very attractive. "Whatever." he closed the English book. "Lets hang out in my room." he spoke. She nods as they went upstairs to his room.

When she entered it, she felt as if she could smell his personality. She felt a good vibe. The room was simply plain and kind of nerdy. But she liked it. It was special.

As he gathers some of his stuff around, she comes across a book. We we're liars.

She looked over at him. He was squatting near something, looking through things. She was just staring at his ass.

Get  a hold of yourself Laura.

She shook it off, and opened the book. Once she did, her eye brows we're furrowing. She couldn't understand anything. It was all in Greek. 

She looks back at his ass. She was only thinking, "Perfectly built ass."
He gets up. "Okay. There." he turns to her, and finds her trying to understand what the book said. He almost chuckled. He sat beside her. "Oh sorry... I wasn't trying to be nosy..." she said, putting it down. "Its fine." he says.

She realized he was sitting close.....too close.

He got up. "What do you want to do?" he asked, as she looked at his ass again. "You have an incredible ass." the words slip out of her mouth. That didn't come out right..

"Oh really?" he asked turning to her, raising an eyebrow. "I didn't mean for that to come out like that-"

"Its fine." he assures her. "You say that a lot."

"I know."

"But why?"

"Why should I feel awkward about some one complementing my ass?" he asked her, leaning against the wall. "I don't know. It just seems odd for a women to compliment a mans ass." she says.

"So why should men compliment women's ass?" he asked. "Well because.....I don't know actually.....We have curves?"

"Not all women." he says. "Then I don't know."

He chuckled. "I see. So.... are you.. going back to your place?" he asked sitting next to her again. She looked at his lip piercing, then back at his eyes. They we're hypnotizing.       She shrugs. 

They we're so close. Their lips we're inches apart. He stops the moment. "I see you we're trying to read We we're Liars." he chuckled. "Yeah.... Its in... Greek I think?" she asked. "Yeah. Its the only thing I can read normally. Its the only language I can read that doesn't mix everything up." he picked up the book, flipping through the pages. "I''ll read a line."  he says, and goes to a page.

"Θα ήταν ισχυρή. Αλλά τώρα είμαι αδύναμος." he speaks in Greek. "Wow. You make it sound so easy." she looks at him. He chuckled. "Can you write in Greek?" she asked. "Sure."

He takes a piece of paper. "I can only write in Greek with my left hand, English and Bosnian with my right, Arabic with my left, Bulg-"

"That's a lot of languages." she says, amazed. He begins to write in Greek. 

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Soon enough, it was 10:37 PM, and Laura was fast asleep on his bed. Ross was in his grey sweat pants, and long white sleeved shirt. Once he walked in, he realized that she was asleep. Her shirt was slight up, exposing her back  and her bra. Ross quietly began to put her shirt down, and goes downstairs where it was extremely hot. He lays on the couch, and falls asleep.

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It was now night time, and Bandon-Oregon was silent. 

Ross was asleep on the couch, as Laura shot of from the bed, with her eyes full of tears. She wiped them off, and looked at the time. 2 AM.

She sighs and got up to go downstairs. The heat suddenly increases, and it was incredibly hot. You could suffocate in this type of heat. When she reaches downstairs, she finds Ross asleep on the brown soft couch. She walks over to him, looking at him.

It seemed creepy, but she didn't care. He looked like an angel when he was sleeping.

She laid beside him, not wanting to feel alone. She's been alone all her life.

 Her body was already sticky and sweat from the heat. How could he sleep like this?

She closes her eyes, but a sudden friction came upon her. His arm was moving slowly, and they slithered around her waist. He was still asleep. She felt goosebumps.
His hand suddenly went to her thigh, and he squeezed it. She was feeling nervous now. The heat wasn't helping at all either. His hands slithered in between her legs. Her eyes we're open now, waiting for his next move.

He began to touch her. She was shaking. He was pressing and circling around her clit. She held in her moans. At least tried. He stopped, and she thought he was done.

But that's when he bit her neck.

She shot up from the bed, huffing and puffing quickly. She looked at the time. It was 9 AM. She sighs, and gets up. She had an odd dream. She was shocked about it, but actually disappointed in a way. She walked downstairs, and finds Ross on his phone on the couch. He looked like he had just woken up. She walked over to him, feeling slightly uncomfortable due to the dream. 

"Morning." he says in his morning voice. She was aroused. She was attracted. 

No Laura. He is a patient, and... friend?

"Good morning." she replies to him. She was still uncomfortable, but he didn't do anything. It felt so real. "You seem tense. Whats up?" he says to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. She shuddered. "Nothing."

"Okay." he said, going back to his phone. He was on his camera roll. It was empty. He went to his Instagram account. Not post.

"You don't post anything?" she asked him. He glances at her. "No. Not really."

"You should. The memories can be seen better." she assures him. He shrugs. "Fine."

He clicks a picture of her, and her eyebrows furrowed. "Hey! No fair! Not me! I look horrible!" she covers her face. He almost smiles. She was trying to peek at his lips to see them smile. She's never really seen him smile.
His face turns straight again. So close.

He post the picture of her on Instagram, not bothering to put on a caption. He couldn't write. So what makes him think he can type?

He sticks a tongue out at her. "That isn't fair!" she slightly shouts at him. "Calm down Laura. Geez." he sighed. That was the first time ever he actually ever said her name out loud. It felt weird but good. 

That moment on, she loved it when he said her name. It was almost a turn on. Though she felt nervous when he got too close. She was still hooked on the intimidating dream. 

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HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!