One Direction's Little Girl

Chapter 20: Temptations

I've been home for three days now, but I had to be going out soon. Harry's management wanted me to make an appearance. It didn't have to be anything big. They just wanted the paps to get a few camera shots of me. Harry had been on the phone with them all morning arguing about it. He thought it was to soon for me to be leaving the house. 

I was ok with it. I had been walking along the beach line the past couple days. I spent time in our fitness room and spent a lot of time with everyone. The girls and I enjoyed the past few days together. Harry and the boys were home as much as they could be but they had to go into the studio for a while. 

I hadn't talked to Ross at all in the past couple days. In fact I haven't talked to him since the hospital. I knew I was avoiding him and I knew it was affecting him, but I needed some time. I needed to just clear my head and spend time with my family for a while. I wanted to talk to Ross before I went out tonight though.  I walked to the front door and put my shoes on. I walked outside and started towards Ross's house. His brother and sister were out in the driveway. I stood in front of them and we all stared at each other. 

"He's in his room." Riker said. 

I nodded my head and headed for the house. His parents were both at work so the house was quiet. I had never been in his house before. I found the stairs and assumed his room would be upstairs. I walked down the hallway till I found the one door that was closed. I knocked on the door. 

"Riker I told you I wasn't hungry!" Ross yelled. 

I opened the door and took a couple steps inside. 

"Riker I said..." he started but stopped when he turned to see me standing there. 

"Hi." I said. 

"Hi." he said back. 

"Can I come in?" I asked. 

He scooted over on his bed and I walked over taking a seat a couple feet away from him. 

"Ross, I needed some time to think about things. I needed some time with my family..." 

"Why did you come here?" 

"What... What do you mean?" 

"You have ignored me for days and you couldn't have told me this in a text or something. Why break things off in person to just make it harder!" 

"What do you mean break things off?!"

"Why else would you have ignored me for four days!" 

I stood there shocked at his outburst. I stood up from his bed an turned to face him. 

"I needed some time. I needed to be with my family. I needed to regain my balance before dealing with us. I needed myself to be ok first. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you that, but I came here to tell you now... I didn't intend on breaking things off with you, in fact I intended on quite the opposite. But if that's how you feel... then... I guess..." 

I walked out of the room and headed for the stairs.

"Wait!" I heard him yell.

I was halfway down the steps when I felt him grab my wrist to stop me. 

"Ahhhh! Ow ow ow!" I yelled. 

"Shit your wrist, I'm sorry. I didn't think about it." He said. 

I tried to walk down the stairs but he bolted in front of me to block my path. He was only one step below me so my face was level with his. 

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I freaked out on you. I thought you were leaving me. I have been going out of my mind the past three days. I just don't want to lose you and I thought I did." He said.