changed bad boy

chapter 9

Melody P.O.V I waited for Ross to come out of the car, and we walked onto the beach. You only see the moon was high up in the sky. It was quite cold. “R-Ross, it’s cold.” I stuttered, rubbing my arms. “I have a jacket in the back of my car, wait here.” He quickly ran back to the car and got a jacket out. He held it up and I took it on. I quickly pulled the zipper up, and then I smelled his cologne on it. “It was yours, wasn’t it?” I asked.

He gave me a dorky look. “How did you know?” He asked. “It smells like you. In a good way.” He chuckled at my joke. We walked for a while in a comfortable silence. “Do you want a ice cream? We didn’t have a desert in the restaurant?” He said. I nodded with a huge smile on my face. “Sounds good.” He grabbed my hand and we walked towards the ice-cream car which was riding around. “What flavor are you gonna take?” I asked Ross. “I like chocolate.” He giggled. “I want strawberry.” I chuckled.

We got our ice-cream and walked along the beach again, sitting down on a huge rock after our walk. We sat there, underneath the light of the stars. “We’re a chocolate-covered strawberry together.” I joked. He giggled. He seemed a bit nervous, but I was too. A cold wind flew by suddenly, and it made me feel cold through the thick jacket I was wearing. Ross noticed and wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer and rubbing my arm.

The touch of his hand made me shiver, and being that close to him made me feel safe. But on the same moment it felt kind of weird. Was I liking him? Was I liking him? I didn’t knew it for sure. “Mel?” He woke me from my thoughts. I looked up at him. “Sorry, I was…” “It’s okay. I have the same sometimes…” He said and looked down sadly. I looked at him with a worried look on my face. “Ross, what’s wrong?” I asked.

I saw some tears coming up in his eyes. “Sometimes when I’m alone in my room, and no one’s there… I think back about my primary school, how they bullied me… And my mind keeps on telling me things, which I know, from deep inside, that they’re not true… It kills me.” He whispered. I pulled him into a tight hug. “Sorry, I never meant to make you think of that.” I felt his grip tightening around me. “I know you never meant to, so don’t say sorry.” He whispered as he rested his head on my shoulder.

I believe the hug lasted like ten full minutes, and I loved it. I had to do my best not to blush. But still… It felt right and wrong at the same moment. This was so damn confusing. “We should head back home.” He whispered. I nodded lightly and he pulled back from the long-lasting hug. During the ride back home we didn’t chat or anything. Ross’ expression was like he just lived a day in hell. He parked in front of my house. “I had a lot of fun today, Mel.” He said. I wanted to leave the car, but closed the door again and sat back down. “Tell me what’s wrong.” I said and looked him in the eyes.

“Nothing is wrong. I’m perfectly fine.” Ross said. “There’s something on your mind, please tell me.” I pleaded. “Melody, please. Go home and I’ll see you tomorrow. I promise.” He said. I sighed, got out of the car and into my house, watching Ross drive off.