Hello There, Honey ❊ RAURA - DISCONTINUED

- chapter 32

Laura's POV

I didn't say a word.

Delicate footsteps made their way up the stairs, as a girly voice called for Ross in a sing-songy tone. Had he really just told me to come over so that he could tell me that he and his girlfriend were still a thing? If so, I really didn't give a shit. He could go fuck himself, for all I cared.

... But, I knew he wouldn't do that. Even if I didn't necessarily know him, I did know what he would and wouldn't do. I turned towards him, noticing that his face had gone pale.

Just as I was about to say something, the girl barged into the room, wearing a white romper with black lace laundery underneath, which was quite obvious. I looked down at my feet, half in awkwardness and half in disgust.

"Who's this?" Courtney said slowly, tapping her foot.

I saw Ross open his mouth to respond, but I put a hand up. "Laura. I'm Laura." I unexpectedly snapped. She looked at me, her eyes scanning me up and down, as if she were testing me. I felt horribly uncomfortable.

"Courtney, sweets . . " Ross mumbled quietly, patting his lap.

What the hell? Maybe it was all as I had expected. I should've known.

Courtney skipped over to him and sat down on his lap, wrapped her leg around his and massaging his thigh. I wasn't sure if I had seen correctly, but I could've sworn she looked at me then, an evil glint in her eyes. I heard Ross swallow, and I just sat there in silence.

"Where's that key, babe, to my house?" he asked, placing a hand on her waist. She smiled and picked it up, dangling it above his nose. He grabbed it and tucked it in his pocket, a seemingly real smile plastered across his face.

"How about we . . play a fun little game?" Courtney whispered, letting her finger slide off of his bottom lip. He nodded eagerly.

"Okay, I have one. It's called . . . " he stopped to think for a moment.

I sat there awkwardly, anger and confusion bubbling up inside of me.

"Ah. It's called GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE." Ross' voice instantly raised as he pushed Courtney off of him, yet making sure not to hurt her. He glanced at me for a second before shoving her out of the room, and down the stairs. I heard the door slam moments later as I heard him say, "And don't come back!".

I sat there on the edge of his bed, absolutely astonished and dumbfounded. About a minute later, the blonde-haired boy entered the room again, and my eyes trailed after him until he reached the bed.

I saw that playboy smirk plaster across his face, but even still, I could see the sadness and pain behind that shield. He was locked in a haze of hopelessness and I knew it, but I still didn't know how to get him out of such a coma.

"Well played, Lynch." I murmured, glancing to him for a second, my arms stretched out behind me. "Well played, indeed."

A/N :

Another update for you guys, because y'all are amazinggg !! Decided to write some more to take my mind off a test I have tomorrow for Spanish... wish me luck! You all are really freaking cute, ily, ily, ily! 💜

Kai 💗