yours. a love story

change me

i walked back to my room, finding justin sitting in my bed, while talking on the phone. i say besides him and looked at him. im so glad me and ross are back together. i missed him. so badly. and his lips tasted even way better. i licked my lips, still thinking of him. but justin's conversation caught my ear.

"no, dad. yes, i'll go tomorrow. no, i haven't packed yet, i have one week, ill pack tomorrow." he said into the phone, rolling his eyes. "what? no dad, you said i had one week!" he said, madly into the phone. i looked at him confused, he frowned and shook his head. "yes i do want the job, it's just.." i could hear yelling in the other line, it took me a while but i finally understood what they were talking about.

justin was going to los angeles in 2 days. 2 fuckin days bro. he hung up and threw his phone away harshly. i sighed and rubbed his back. i was not about to be sad and make him feel worse. i was going to make him go happy and love every second of it.

"so two days, huh?" i asked, looking at him, smiling a bit. he just nodded, looking at me. "know what? you should be enjoying my company and not being sad, young man." i said, quoting his words. he laughed and looked at me, smiling.

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"does this look good?" i asked, standing in front of justin, who smiled and nodded. what a fuckin liar, i look hideous. i look at myself in the mirror and groaned. i hate this dress. "i look like shit. help me drew, i wanna look good!" i whined.

"just be yourself, laura. you don't have to look like a fuckin model." he said, shrugging. that's easy for him to say, he's a god. he's attractive, has an amazing personality and he dresses good. he's perfect but me? bro im a mess.

i groaned and walked back into my closet, looking through my clothes. then i found it. a black tight long dress. it was perfect. i squealed and quickly tried it on, then walked outside to see if mister justin approves. i looked at him and turned around.

"wow, i mean fuck. shit." he slurred, shaking his head and biting his lip. "that's the one." he said, rubbing his sharp jawline with his large hand. i nodded and went to do my make up and hair.

it's been a while since i last went on a date. now thinking about it, ross never took me on a date. this would be our very first date. story will be going with justin to the barbecue he told me about. im just praying to all the saints for this date to go well. i don't want him to be let down by me or anything. be yourself, that's all i have to do. be myself and wish for the damn best. i finished getting ready, and walked downstairs, to find story and justin playing in his phone. my heals made me loudest sound, making them look at me. story's face lighted up, she smiled widely and started clapping. then justin, he looked shocked, he licked his lips and clapped along making me giggle.

"you, you look amazing laura." justin said, taking my hand and spinning me around, taking a look at myself. he smiled and shook his head. "he will die when he sees you, i mean i did." he said, picking up story. "we should get going, my mom's already asking for me." he said, kissing my cheek.

"have fun, mommy." said my daughter as she kissed my cheek with her little wet lips and then hugged me. i smiled and squeezed her little body. im so excited for this date, i hope everything goes well.

and with that, they left the apartment, leaving me waiting for my boyfriend to pick me up for our little date.

it's been 30 minutes and ross still isn't here. ugh what if he stood me up? no, he would never do that to me. he's not like that. right? i sighed and walked to my kitchen, serving myself a cup of red wine, my favorite. i took the first sip, relaxing at the amazing taste. i really hope this relationship works with ross, im ready to give myself to him. if you know what I mean. cause we haven't had sex, ever. and i don't feel like sharing that moment with him just yet. i want it to be romantic and gentle, like in the movies. as i took the last sip, someone knocked on my door. perfect timing.

i walked towards my door and cleared my throat, ready to yell at him, asking why he kept me waiting for 30 long ass minutes. i opened up and my heart melt as i saw ross holding a bucket full of beautiful white roses. i smiled and took them into my hands, taking a deep smell at them. they're fake, nice try ross. it's the thought that counts.

"you look absolutely beautiful." he said, grabbing my hand and getting closer to me, pecking my lips gently. i smile at him, taking a look at his outfit. he was wearing some black pants and a white shirt. please tell me i dressed correctly for this date. "we should get going." he said, leading me out of the door.

the car ride was quiet, comfortable quiet. he grabbed my hand all the way towards the restaurant and i thought that was hella cute like yes baby keep loving me.

"we're here." he said parking the car, and unbuckling himself. i did too as i took a look at the restaurant. It was the channel version of olive gardens man. i smiled as he opened my door. what a gentleman.

he held my hand again, making my heart skip a beat. we walked in and i was in shock. the restaurant was completely gorgeous. everything was white, which is my favorite color. the tables were perfectly made and i surely felt like a damn princess. i smiled up at ross. im so thankful for wearing this dress. this place seems so expensive.

we got to our table. i smiled and sat down and so did he. we ordered a bottle of wine and told the waitress we'd order some other time.

"so, im glad we're back together. i really missed you laura." he said smiling and gripping my hand across the table. i giggle at his sweet words as i blush.

"i do too. i even miss how you never close the bathroom seat." i giggled and he laughed along with me. i took a sip of wine, my lipstick leaving a mark on the cup.

we sweet talked all night and he made me feel like a princess. i tried to pay but he took away my wallet. such a dork. it was time for me to go home. justin and story were back at home already, waiting for me. we got home and he walked me to the front door.

"i had so much fun, baby. i'll text you tomorrow?" he asked. i blushed at my nickname while nodding. then he kissed me. passionately. and it felt like in the movies. all we needed to make it real cliche was the damn rain. we pulled away and i walked inside.

i can't deny, it was the best date I've ever had.