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| laura's pov |

"i don't know, rocky." i cry into his chest. "i just feel like he still has feelings for c-courtney."

rocky was the only one who chased after me when i walked off the tour bus. we were sitting by the ocean. he allowed me to cry and tell him how i was feeling, and he was here to comfort me.

"ross doesn't have feelings for her anymore. trust me, they fought like cats and dogs laura. he left her for a reason and found you, he loves you." rocky assures me, running his hand up and down my arm.

"i-i just don't understand how that wasn't a problem." i sigh, wiping away my tears. "if my ex posted a picture with me and ross got mad, i would understand, especially if i didn't think anything of it."

"i totally understand laura. ross will come to his senses. don't worry, and until he does. you have me." he smiles.

"thanks, rocky." i sigh, looking up at him. "that means a lot."

our eyes connect, and he smiles. this was probably my first conversation with him ever, his smile began to fade as he started to lean in, i felt my stomach drop as his eyes closed, his breathing hitching against my lips.

"i-i'm sorry, rocky. but i can't kiss you." i say, confusingly. "i-i'm with ross."

rocky's eyes shoot open and he nods vigourously.
"yeah, y-you're right. sorry, i don't know what i was thinking. i thought we were having a moment."

"what?" i furrow my eyebrows. "how were we having a momen—"

"laura?"

my heart rate quickens when i hear ross' voice behind us. i pull away from rocky and rocky gets up in a hurry.

ross scrunches his eyebrows together. "what the hell are you doing here?"

"i was comforting her." rocky replies. "i followed her, so she wouldn't get lost."

ross steps in between rocky and i and gives rocky an uncertain look, "thanks."

rocky nods, awkwardly. "i'll be at the bus."

i begin to walk away from ross, not wanting to talk to him. ross grabs my wrist and pulls me back. "not so fast."

"i don't want to talk, ross. i'm exhausted." i sigh, deeply.

"i don't care." he sighs. "we're in a relationship. it's me and you, okay? we're going to talk about it, that's how people do it. we don't run away."

i relax myself as ross' voice softens. "i'm sorry, laura. honestly. i shouldn't of allowed courtney to post the picture, and i shouldn't be answering all her damn phone calls. when i left, i had time to think, and i put myself in your shoes. i would've reacted the same way if it was done to me, i would probably kill your ex."

i chuckle at his words, which brings a small smile to his face.

"i'm sorry laura. i should've understood where you were coming from." he apologizes. "i don't want to fight with you and i don't like knowing you're upset with me."

i sigh, "thank you. that's all i wanted. i don't care that your friends with her ross, but she's also your ex, and your exes for a reason. i know she doesn't like me, and you know it too. i'm just saying, she takes things to the extreme sometimes and i don't like it, i guess i do get a little jealous."

ross pulls me into his arms and hugs me tightly. "i know, and i'm sorry. but you don't ever need to be jealous, i want you and only you. she's my ex for a reason and she's going to stay my ex no matter what happens, okay?"

i reach up on my tippy toes to peck his lips. he cups my cheeks with his hands, and kisses me back.

"i think we've been doing pretty well. we got through our first fight." he chuckles, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as we walk back to the tour bus.

"yeah." i chuckle, "one out of many."

he looks down at me with a smile. "we'll get through them, i mean. come on, we're raura."

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