Desiree's POV
On prom night I was really excited. I couldn't believe that Ross asked me to go to prom. Again.
It was awful the first time, so maybe, I thought, he'll get it right this time! I put on my black Chanel dress. I put on my favourite diamond earrings, and gold Mary Jane's.
I put my hair up in a stylish updo, and put on my 5sos perfume (a/n I don't think there is one in real life!) and grabbed my black diamanté purse.
My dad bought it for me from Paris before the drinking and abuse. I always loved it when my dad brought me stuff from his trips around the world.
But that was before.
As I made my way downstairs, I saw my mom waiting with a camera. "Oh, sweetie. You look gorgeous!" She gushed, tears welling in her eyes.
"Mom, it's not my first prom." I laughed. She shrugged. "It's still prom!" She fired back.
The doorbell rung. My mom opened it and there stood Ross, looking fine as ever. I winked cheekily at him and he placed a corsage on my wrist.
"You look gorgeous." He smiled. I squeezed his ass as we got into the Mercedes he had with him that night.
He laughed. "That eager for the fun bit, huh?" He teased playfully. "Are you eager for the fun of me kneeing you in the balls for that?" I joked.
As we drove along the road Ross ran his hand up my leg.
"Is Laura coming?" I asked him. I knew him and Laura were an item while he
was filming Austin and Ally with her.
Laura Marano was really pretty, and absolutely perfect, I reckon she'd be with him now if I gave him up.
But I'm not that easy on giving up hot guys who ask me to go to prom and probably love me.
Ross tussled his hair and took his hand off my leg and onto the steering wheel. Damn that hair looked good.
"You know Des, I don't get what your big thing about Laura Marano is. We're just friends!" He sighed.
"Well at one time you weren't just friends" I replied bitterly. Ross clenched his fist on the steering wheel.
"You don't even need to worry, because she might not even be there, ok?" He told me angrily.
I shrunk into a ball and was silent for the rest of the car ride, but by the time we got there, I was back to my usual happy self, despite the conversation in Ross' car.
"Ready for prom babe?" Ross asked me happily. "Of course." I smiled. By that point I had already forgiven him.
We walked down the grand stairs. People stopped and stared at my beautiful dress, and the non-existent shirt under Ross' tuxedo blazer.
He was always a bit of a sexy spunk at the worst of all times. We came to the punch bowl and had a glass of punch.
"Wow! Gee, Desiree, you look gorgeous! But I can guarantee I look better!" I heard the voice of a girl I never desired to hear. Laura.
"Laura!" Ross yipped happily, and ran over to Laura. "Oh, Ross! I've missed you so much!" Laura laughed, but I could see more that friendship in her eyes.
"There's so much to talk about! Do you mind Desiree?" She smiled at me, fluttering her eyelashes as she did so.
I nodded reluctantly, and they both went off, chattering like parrots. I felt tears sting at my eyes.
I ran, albeit in my heels, to the bathroom, trying to stop desperate sobs from escaping.
"How could this be happening? He may as well be at prom with her!" I sobbed once I was in the safety of a cubicle.
I stood up once I was done with my little tantrum. I washed off the running mascara and gave my face a touch-up quickly.
I walked out making sure I still looked pretty for Ross. I pulled my bra up so it pushed up my boobs more.
I was not expecting to see what I saw when I walked over to the food and drinks table.
Ross was being pushed up against the wall, with Laura's lips smashed against his, but he wasn't doing anything to stop her.
My eyes flooded with tears and I started to run back up the big stairs. I hadn't even got to dance and my evening was already ruined.
I was hoping I could make it out without Ross knowing I had seen them.
But of course, all eyes turned to me, as I ran sobbing out of the prom, including Ross'.
"Desiree! Wait!" He cried, and I ran out the door as he started running after me.
I saw a golf club lying on the concrete and grabbed it, threatening to smash Ross' Mercedes windscreen.
"How could you do this, Ross? Do you think it's fun to break people's hearts?" I screamed. "No, I didn't want to kiss her! Please Des, I didn't mean to hurt you!" He screamed back.
I smashed the gold club on the windscreen. Ross' face was stained with tears. "You didn't do anything! I saw you!" I screamed.
He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. "How could I? She was pushing me! Don't you get it?" He screamed, and jumped into his smashed Mercedes.
"I'm done!" He screamed, tears streaking down his face.
He reversed the car and drove off in a fury. I collapsed in sobs. Laura came running out.
"Ross!" She called after the car. She noticed me on the ground. "OMG! Desiree did he hurt you?" She cried in panic.
"No... Why would you think that?" I sniffled. "Well because... Ross used to hit me when we were together. That's why we broke up..."
Laura's POV
Of course I was lying when I told Desiree that Ross hit me. I couldn't tell her I wanted him back, now could I?
When we kissed, I felt him kiss me back. There were maybe some feelings still there...
And that's exactly why I lied to Des that night...
Desiree's POV
My jaw dropped when Laura told me that Ross hurt her. "W-What?" I stammered, still in shock.
"Well, he was with another girl one night while I was out, and I over to see him, and caught them red-handed." Laura started to tear up.
"Get out while you have the chance. Don't let him hurt you too, I am begging you." She suddenly warned, them walked off, an expressionless look on her face.
I began sobbing uncontrollably again. I thought about Ross, how could he hurt Laura?
Although, it does explain his obsession tonight with debating wether she was coming and if he was into her.
Not Ross. Oh, not Ross.
A/N
Hi it's AJ! 💛❤️💙💚❤️💛❤️💜💚💜💛💙💜💙💚💛
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But whatev's it ok.
So what do you all think of the chapter? Sorry the last few have been boring fillers sorry :-)
But things are starting to heat up! So I guess that's a good thing, right?
Anyway, who's your celebrity or social media, or vine crush at the moment?
Mine's Nash Grier and I sort of have a thing going for Connor Franta, former member of 02l!
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FanficA fan-fiction about a girl called Desiree and a guy called Connor Franta.