Love Behind Wattpad ~ R.S.L ~

...Sending 8

"Do you know how dangerous it is to accept a stranger's invitation to meet?"

"Indeed I do, I've heard about Amanda Todd."

"But you trusted me," I looked at Ross on the bicycle beside me, smiling at him as he focused on the lit, empty road.

"I can't not trust someone who spends their day spamming people with comments on fanfictions and chats with a girl making her laugh nonstop."

He chuckled as we took a turn, stopping by a grassy cliff that emphasizes the town's colorful lights. "Good point, indeed."

We left the bikes, walking on the poorly trimmed grass before taking a seat. "It's true. 6 months of chatting seemed like eternity... we have that special connection and I immediately seemed to click it off with you when I can barely talk to anyone else."

He smiled at me, his pink lips pursed as I admired the gorgeous sight in front of me, glancing at him to find him even more gorgeous than it. "That douche, Eliot... don't let him get to you."

I chuckled shaking my head as his face softened. It was amazing how he can make me simply forget about everything around me including the timing. Amazing that my mind could only process this as a dream and not reality. "I'm totally over it. You definitely made my day."

"And don't be scared of a bitch like Lydia.... sluts like her can do nothing but give blowjobs.....might suck at them as well."

Hearing that from him made my orbs dilate and my mind disfunction at the twenty year old boy in front of me.

"It's weird hearing that from you," I laughed again as he smirked lightly. "But that's pretty true."

"I've been in touch with quite a few girls like her," he shook his head, clicking his tongue. "Worst days of my life."

I just sighed, partly sad at the fact that it all seems exactly like a dream and my two in the morning consciousness can do nothing about it. "Prove to me this isn't a dream."

"I'll text you tomorrow morning before rehearsals," he smiles cheekily, making me giggle before taking the blanket I kept in the self service rented bikes, cuddling close to it. "I've never met a girl like you, Emma. It feels like I'm not even your celebrity crush that you write a lot of fanfictions about. It's like I'm only famous with you. Only you know me. Only you could spend six months with me complaining about how hard life is and giving me amazingly wise advice to the  point where I doubted your age."

I laughed throughout his deep speech, my heart basically fluttering at his mischievous smile and great heart.

"ImSecretlyRomeo is a heartthrob indeed who made me rebellious through school days...and by rebellious I mean hiding my phone inside my pocket during every class, and fake sleeping until four in the morning, partly laughing and partly hiding the butterflies inside my stomach."

"You little rebel," he bit his lip, as I hid half of my face in the blanket, "I like you."

I giggled hiding completely inside the blanket as my body fell backwards laughing nonstop. He laid back with me, his gorgeous grin never leaving his face. "I really do like you, Emma."

I looked at him, getting lost in his hazel eyes and how such an amazing person like him managed to get into my life and win at making me happy. "I like you too."

I felt him peck my lips forthwith, almost as if asking for permission to kiss me, making me giggle. He turned on his side gently holding my face before making my lips work with him and a very slow and passionate kiss.

It wasn't The Ross Lynch in front of me. It wasn't the boy I've been obsessing about for over five years. It was Ross. A very charming boy whom I've only known for six months. A boy I like a lot who took me for a little cuddle, staring at the city lights and kissing me lovingly at two in the morning on a grassy cliff.