Fall back in love

Chapter 22

"Fuck!!" I hear him yell before I run upstairs to my room. Does he regret what he did? Or is he just playing games? Ugh, this is so difficult.

I was scrolling through my phone when I received a text from Savannah. "You know I wouldn't do anything for Ross but he wouldn't have done this if he didn't care about you. Look at the video please." Under the text was a video, I watched the video and was completely shocked after it.

He stood up for me in front of everyone. He does care and I pushed him away.

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I was making myself a sandwich when I got interrupted by the doorbell ringing. I went to open it and found the girls on the other side.

"Hey, girls." I smile a barely noticeable smile at all four of them. "Hey, we came to keep you company, if that's okay," Courtney says and I nod. "Come in," I say closing the door and walking to the kitchen, them following behind.

"How are you doing?" Vanni asks and I know exactly what she means.

"I saw the video and I've concluded that maybe he does care, but I can't just forgive him that easily. He, purposely or not, kissed the girl that hates me the most in the entire school, and a video of him yelling at her isn't going to change the fact that he hurt me." I close my eyes and sigh. "He's the first guy I've ever dated and loved, in all honesty, but he's going to have to try hard to gain my trust back."

They all look at me and nod. "I understand that you are hurt and I know that what he did was the dumbest shit he could ever do, but if you think about it, and let me remind you that I would never take his side, you are technically his first girlfriend. No matter what, girls were just a one-night stand for him, and Mackenzie and he were just friends with benefits, nothing more. You are special to him." Savannah says and you can hear the sincerity in her voice.

For the rest of the time being, we chatted about other things and watched a movie.

~Ross pov~

"All my time is consumed with your face. I tell myself that this feeling will fade and I know that it won't." I say to myself and write it in my notebook. I put the pencil down strum my guitar and sing the lyrics I just wrote.

This is the only way I can express what I feel without breaking anything, and I've already broken at least 5 things in my room.