Tatum's POV:
I woke up snuggled into a large, warm figure. I was so comfortable. I knew exactly where I was, yet I was nervous.
Did I take up most I've the bed? Did I steal the blankets? Did I snore? What if he never wants to see me again? Is he even awake yet?
I hug Ross's torso, taking his wonderful scent in through my nostrils. I feel him shift, holding onto my waist tighter. I smile, letting most of the worry leave my body. I felt his hot breath on the top of my head.
I didn't know when Ross would wake up. So, with that being said, I decided to be a good girlfriend and go make him some breakfast. But as I went to get up, I remembered I was at the Lynch's band house. When Ross first brought me here, he didn't show me where all of the cooking stuff was.
I figured Rydel would help me, so I continued getting up. But when I tried moving, Ross's arm held tighter onto my stomach. I heard him groan, then I looked up seeing him yawn. I smiled at how cute he was.
"Mm, babe don't leave," he mumbled in his completely sexy, raspy, hoarse morning voice.
I smiled, peppering kisses all over his cheeks. His pearly whites flashed at me as I continued my actions. He giggled, which, by the way, is the cutest thing in the world.
"Ross," I started. He looked at me, biting his lip. It was so hard to be serious right now.
"I'm breaking up with you..." I said, trying my hardest not to break into a fit of laughter as his face fell. But then, after thinking for a few seconds, he laughed bitterly.
"Ha ha, funny joke Tatum. You're so cute," he tried kissing me, but I backed away, shaking my head.
"I'm not joking Ross. I'm sorry..." I was internally laughing my butt off. But I was also feeling so guilty. I hate seeing Ross upset or sad, so this was hard for me. But I just wanted to joke around!
"W-what? Tatum, wait. Is it because I told you I loved you last night? I'm sorry but it's true. Please don't leave me, baby."
My heart couldn't help but melt. He's the sweetest thing ever! But seeing him sad was tearing me apart. He looked so lost, and the tears in his eyes started forming. One slowly fell down his cheek.
I slowly his single tear, "Baby, I'm just messing. I'm never leaving you."
"Are you shitting me, Tatum? You had me scared to death! I can't believe you!" He rolled his eyes, flipping his covers off of him and getting out of bed.
"No Ross, babe, come on, it was just a joke. Please, dude, you know I care about you too much to ever leave you," I explained. Now I was worried. Why would I even do that? I'm such an idiot.
Ross sighed, walking back towards me and the bed. He pushed me back so I was laying on the bed, and forcefully pushed his lips onto mine. He squeezed my hips and grabbed a fist full of my hair. I wasn't sure what I was feeling. He was being fairly aggressive.
I stopped kissing him back and pulled away. He had an angry look on his face. I touched his cheek, trying to calm him down.
"Shh, calm down, baby. Where's my Ross? I want him back."
"He's right here..." Ross started breathing heavier. "I love you."
I smiled, leaving a kiss on his forehead. After I got my boyfriend calmed down, we walked downstairs. I made him sit down at the table while I got him some orange juice.
Rocky and Riker soon walked into the kitchen, both shirtless. Did I mind? No. Should I mind? I mean, I guess. I do have a boyfriend. And they both have girlfriends. But it's okay, right? I'd never cheat on Ross.
"Good morning boys. How'd you sleep?" I smiled, handing them both a glass of juice.
"Great! Adriana is still sleeping. She took all my covers last night!" Riker faked a pout and giggled.
"Hm, well, I'd go give your girl some good morning kisses. Every girl loves those," I wink at Riker, pointing at the steps. He raised his eyebrows at me and nods, running up the steps.
"Whatever. I was lonely. Jess had to go home." Rocky pouted. His wasn't fake. I felt kind of bad for him.
"Aw, Rocky," I cooed, caressing his cheek. We hugged. I could feel Ross's eyes on us. I know he gets jealous when I love up on Rocky. I don't understand why.
"Right here, right now, Tatum. Cuddle me," Rocky giggled, clearly joking around with me. He squeezed my little body between his strong, muscular arms.
I was laughing like crazy. My nose went to the crook of Rocky's neck as I once again took in his wonderful scent. And once again, I could feel Ross staring at us.
When Rocky finally released me, I stood up and giggled as he chuckled. I rolled my eyes playfully and turned around, walking away from him.
"Love ya, sexy mama."
We both burst into a fit of laughter the minute Rocky spoke those words. I was on the floor. He's such a comedian. He's so funny and always knows how to put a smile on my face.
After our laugh attack, Rocky cleared things up, "No but seriously, I love you, squirt."
"Love you too, rockstar."
"Ooo, I like that." He smiled, kissing my head as he walked up the steps.
I walked over to Ross with a big smile on my face. I sat on his lap and threw my arm around his neck.
"Hey hottie. I missed you," I left a big, wet kiss on Ross's cheek. He made a discussed face, but smiled when I did that.
"Tatum, I don't want Rocky to call you sexy mama," Ross whispered seriously.
I laughed at the fact that Rocky called me that, but then kissed Ross's temple. "Babe it's okay, he was just messing around. You're the only one for me, boo."
He chuckled at my choice of words, "You're a cutie."
