Him

Chapter Eight

Hannah's P.O.V.

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, Hannah. Please don't push me away." Ross said, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.

I just laid there, unable to move. I wasn't sure if I should hold him, or push him off of me. So, I'll just go with my instincts then.

When I decided what I needed to do, I pushed him off of me, "Ross, I can't. I'm sorry, it's just too much."

Then I got up and ran to the bathroom. I sat down on the toilet and just focused on breathing properly. Yes, I feel awful that I pushed Ross away, but I can't do it. Not yet at least, it's just to much. I know he just wanted to cuddle, but I just can't.

I finally got my breathing back to normal, and went to walk out of the bathroom. Right as I put my hand on the nob, I heard sniffling.

I leaned my head against the door to hear better. I started hearing sobs and more sniffling.

What's going on?

I open the door and walk into the room Ross and I share. As soon as I do, my eyes land on the bed. There sat Ross, crying. I just stood there looking at him, is he crying because of me? I've never seen him cry before...

"Ross?" I walk over to the bed and sat down beside him, I put my hand on his shoulder worriedly looking at him.

"I j-just don't understand." He sobbed out. I know he's talking about me.

"Hannah, I love you and it breaks my heart knowing that, no matter what I do, I won't have you." He fell silent after that, the only sound in the room was Ross' sobs and the tv that was still on.

I wasn't sure what to do, I've never comforted a crying person before. I've only ever seen myself cry.

"Ross, I'm sorry..." Was all I could get out, I slowly put my arm around his trembling shoulders. As soon as I did that, he fell against me, crying harder as he covered his face with his hands.

I put my other arm around him and started rocking slightly, trying to calm him down. I rested my head on-top of his. We just sat there, not saying anything else.

"Hey! We're leaving to go get dinner! Be ready and in the lobby in fifteen minutes!" I heard Rydel yell through our closed door.

I gently shook Ross, "Hey, let's go get ready, okay?"

He just nodded in return and got up, me following behind. When he turned to look at me I gasped.

His eyes were red and his face was blotchy, "Um, let's go to the bathroom to get you fixed up." I said gently, I didn't want to set him off crying again.

"Okay, but first can I get a hug...?" He looked down at me, still with his sad face.

"Of course, but only because you're sad." I said to him, before wrapping my arms around his waist. He did the same and pulled me close, I rested my head on his chest and rubbed his back slightly.

When I went to pull away, he pulled me closer, "Just a little longer, please."

I didn't say anything, just held him tighter. I felt so bad for how I'm treating him, but it's better than leading him on just for him to get hurt.

Eventually we pulled away and walked to the bathroom. I pulled out a washcloth and got it a little damp, I turned to face Ross and started to dab it on his blotchy cheeks.

"Ross, do I really mean that much to you?"

"Yes, you mean everything to me, Hannah. You're the reason I wake up everyday. The reason I smile, the reason that I do what I do. It's all because of you. You're the beat to my heart, the sun to my shine, the straw to my berry. I would do anything just to wake up to that smile of yours every single day for the rest of my life. You mean the world to me, Hannah. And I can't just let you go. I will fight for you and I will get you, even if it takes forever, I will be able to call you mine someday." Ross spilled out to me. I looked him in the eyes and couldn't stop from smiling.