3 Months (Ross Lynch)

15. A Birthday Party

{important note for this chapter, Baylee was diagnosed with 3 months left in September, it is now November.}

Baylee

- November 8th, 2013

Okay, so last night was the best night of my life. I went on my first date since I was 12 and wait for it.. HAD MY FIRST KISS! Number whatever you are on my bucket list is completed, woo! Ross was so sweet and I honestly didn't think he was going to kiss me. But then BAM he did, under the stars on a blanket. It was super romantic. Ahh! It was like the best kiss ever. I may be biased or whatever but that was amazing. It was perfect, the way his lips molded against mine, the way it felt when he held me. It all seems so unreal that I feel as if I dreamt the whole thing up! But I didn't, THANKFULLY. So, today I am going to the Lynch residence for a certain someone's 22nd birthday and a late 19 year olds birthday. I wonder when Ross is going to ask me to be his girlfriend?

- Baylee

I put the last finishing touches on my make-up, placing everything back in my bag.

I glanced at myself through the mirror. My blonde hair was growing longer for the short month we've almost been here. It was now just past my ears, almost shoulder length.

Right where I kept it before I needed to start chemo.

My hair was a little wavy from the attempt of sleeping in braids last night. Yet again, once I got back home after Ross dropped me off I couldn't form coherent sentences. I was still high in the clouds after those kisses.

Yeah you read me right, kisses.

One could not possibly just kiss Ross once. We kissed again and again, my lips were so swollen and numb by the time we had to head home. His lips were addicting, I honestly don't know how I'm going to handle seeing him at the party without it a) being awkward, b) having inappropriate thoughts, or c) jumping him the moment I see him.

Either way, this situation can map out badly.

I couldn't help but feel bad. I mean, this family is welcoming me into this house unknowing that my life ends next month. Will they be angry at me? Will they hate me and not bother coming to my funeral? I hope they'll understand that this is hard for me too. I don't want to feel alone, I want as many people to love and love me as I want.

I really hope this dress isn't too much. I'd hate to come overdressed. I was already tired from pampering myself, and the party hasn't even started yet. I sighed, sticking a piece of hair behind my ear. I don't know if I can do this.

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My dad pressed the doorbell, watching in amusement as Jake bounced up and down. He was excited to see Rocky again.

My dad and Jake got super close with the Lynch family sometime while Ross and I were out and about. My dad and Mark (their father) hit it off with the conversational topic of sports. Jake seemed to hit it off with Rocky, for some odd reason.

I was growing a headache from Jake's constant babbling. To my luck (and Jake's) the door was swung open, revealing a smiling Ellington in the way.

"Well hello there, members of the Reynold's family." he laughed. "Come on in. You can place your non-existent present on the dining room table and can follow me outback to the yard where everyone else is."

My dad laughed, waving the pink envelopes in the air. "We got them a card."

"Oh." Ellington said, scratching his neck. "Still put it on the table."

My dad placed it with the rest of the cards. Jake reached up, also placing something on the table. He ran forward, speeding through the back doors Ellington was holding open. I backtracked, gazing at then two rocks on the table. Written on one was the name Rocky and the other wrote Ryker. I laughed at both the pun on Rocky's present and the misspelling on Riker's.

Well, at least they'll know who it's from.

I headed outside where the party was in full swing. A whole bunch of unfamiliar faces crowded my vision. Maybe I didn't think this one through.

"Baylee!" I turned around, in search of the voice. My eyes settled in Lori who was running towards me. I was grabbed into a hug as soon as she reached me. I gave a weak attempt at hugging her back.

"Hi Lori." I greeted as she released me. "How are you?"

"How am I? How are you?" huh? "A little birdy told me you had your first kiss last night."

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I haven't told anyone about that, except my diary of course. The only other person that knows is Ross, and unless there was a spy on our date, I'd have to say he spilled the beans to at least one of his siblings. But considering the fact that Lori knows, I'm guessing that sibling was Rydel.

"Who told you?"

"A birdy." She brushed off. "C'mon you need a girl talk, so talk. I wanna know." I think she noticed my hesitation. "Baylee, when I had my first kiss, I rushed to this house and burst in thinking it was only Rydel because all of the cars were gone besides Chubbs, and I just started gushing about it until I found out I was talking to a 11 year old Ryland. So yeah, it made me feel better though, to talk about it."

I took a deep breath. I can't believe I'm saying this. "It was amazing and perfect and as many other synonyms I can think of."

Lori smiled, seemingly satisfied with my answer. Alexa comes skipping up, throwing her arm around Lori's shoulder.

"So how was the kiss?"

I was going to kill Rydel. And Ross for that matter.

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"Rocky, you do realize that my little brother loves you right?" I asked the brunette who was lounged in the seat next to me. Counting as he was playing hide and seek with Jake and Ellington.

Rydellington was officially a thing a couple of months ago. I was excited to hear that, I mean they are adorable together. But Ellington is too busy acting like he's seven again and Rydel is chilling with the girls. They haven't really interacted.

Speaking of that, I've barely said anything to Ross all day. Every time he comes to talk to me, he gets whisked into another conversation. Luckily for Rocky, or else I'd be bored off my rocker right now.

"He's a cool kid." he shrugged taking a sip from his coke. "Plus, he makes me feel seven and innocent again, it's fun."

I nodded. Rocky was anything but innocent let me tell you that. But hearing this from him makes me smile, Jake's got a good guy.

Now I'm making it sound like they're dating. I hung my head down. I just need to go to sleep.

"99, 100." Rocky shouted, rising from his seat. I raised my eyebrows at him as he stretched. "Ready or not, here I come."

He ran away, singing Ready or Not by Bridget Mendler on the way. I shook my head laughing. Now I'm going to have that song stuck in my head.

Thanks a lot Rocky.

I started humming to myself, closing my eyes in attempt to make my headache go away. A shadow was blocking my sun. I slowly opened my eyes to see Ross, wearing a white shirt, a pair of pink shorts, converse, and sunglasses covering his eyes. His hair cascading over his forehead. His hand was held out for me.

"Wanna go for a drive?"

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A/n: so the next chapter picks up right where this one let off!

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