Something New

Chapter Four: Horrible Accident

"Wow you look. Great." He said, looking me up and down, staring at my boobs a second longer than my other features.

"Thanks" once again, I was glad I was black so he couldn't see me blushing.

Peyton's POV

I was trying so hard not to look too desperate.

Ross's POV

I walk up Peyton's drive way and ring the door bell. I was actually really excited. I was about to hang out with the most beautiful girl in the world.

*Ding dong*

She was breath taking. I'd never dated a black girl before or even had sex with one, and her outfit was such a tease.

"Wow. You look great." I say looking her up and down. Staring at her boobs a little too long, hoping she didn't notice.

"Thanks" she replied cheerfully, staring into my eyes.

We stood there for a short while.Her smile was gorgeous.

I told her we should go and she started walking to my car. "Whoa" I said to myself wondering what I just got myself into. I flipped my hair and turned around to see Peyton walking towards my car.

"Stop looking at my ass!" She yelled jokingly at me, not turning her head.

"I'm not." I said with an attitude, so she wouldn't think I was some creep. I wasn't a creep, but I was totally looking at her ass.

She's about to open the passenger seat door, but I beat her to it and opener it for her.

"After you my lady." I gave her a wink and she didn't seem too impressed

"Whatever" she joked and got in.

I lost my smile out of embarrassment. I guess black girls weren't as easy to impress.

***THE DRIVE***

We hadn't said anything for a couple of minutes and I didn't want her to think I was an amazing performer but lacked the amazing personality to match. So I put one of my bands songs on (fallin' for you) to try and break the silence.

She told me how she loved this song. I start to sing along and she joined in. I was kinda surprised she knew the words. We were having a pretty good time, laughing and singing. The song ended and "One last dance" came on.

Peyton's POV.

I didn't really know how to start a conversation with him so it was kind awkward until he put on "fallin' for you". I always played this song in my room, wishing once day Ross would sing it to me. Well what do ya know. We sang along and laughed and it was great, until the song ended and "one last dance" came on.

We pulled onto the highway.

He started singing, but I didn't. I couldn't. The song reminded me of Tyler and if I started singing, I'm pretty sure I would start crying. He turned his head to face mine and we locked eye contact for about five seconds, five seconds too long.

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The car started swerving.

"ROSS WATCH THE ROAD!!" I screaming

But it was too late. We hit something. We hit it hard too. I couldn't scream, it hurt too bad.

"Ross......" I coughed out. There was blood all over my shirt.

"Peyton, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean too!!!" He yelled at me, I looked into his hazel eyes, which were rimmed with tears. He had blood smeared on pale cheek. He opened his door and started screaming for help.

Everything went white.

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Ross's POV

I can't believe what just happened. I was in the hospital's waiting room pacing back and forth, waiting for them to tell me she was going to be ok. I turn my head to the left to see my mom running into the hospital, with my dad behind her.

"OH MY GOD ROSS YOU'RE OKAY!" my mom yells running up to me embracing me into a warm hug. But let go a few seconds later, still holding onto my shoulders. Her expression quickly went from worried to furious.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE GOING OUT!! YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE SICK!!"

*smack*

She just fucking smacked me in front of everyone, as if the other people in the waiting room didn't think I was crazy.

And I had a horrible head ache and my face had a cut from the end of my left eyebrow down to my cheek. Besides that, I was completely fine. They put some butterfly bandages on me and let me go.

"Mom, what the hell? And how did you know I was here?!" I asked, not knowing she knew I was in an accident. It happened less than an hour ago.

My moms mascara was running and she looked like her world had just stopped.

"ALL OF NEW YORK KNOWS YOU'RE HERE!! IT'S ALL OVER THE GODDAMN NEWS!!" She yelled. Falling into my dad's hold as he tries to calm her down.

"All that matters is that you're alright son" he stated, calmly looking into my eyes, reassuring that everything was going to okay, but it wasn't. The girl that I was falling for was hurt, all because of me.

My mom offered to stay at the hospital with me, while we waiting to hear about Peyton. I was so worried about this girl. Even though I barely knew her. Hours went by and they wouldn't even let me see her. My mom eventually left and I was kinda glad, she just kept lecturing me about what would happen to my career if Peyton was injured bad. She doesn't get it! This isn't some career, this is a human being.

I called Rocky at one point, to pass the time. But he just kept giving me shit about how I messed up. I know, okay? I messed up big time.

Author's Note:

Sorry if this chapter was short, at least it was hella dramatic. I really hope you like it :( it took me a couple day to write actually.

Will Peyton be okay?

Duh

Will they end up together?

No shit

Well you gotta keep reading to find out!! ;)

- Xoxo💩💩💩

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