(Unedited)
When Ross came home he was all smiles.
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Why are you so happy?"
"Because," he shouted to the whole world, gleefully, "I just shared a real kiss with Laura!"
"Ahem. May I tell you, that you are engaged to someone else, a.k.a. ME!" I yelled.
"Whoa, whoa, no need to get jealous here," he smirked.
"What?! I am definitely NOT jealous whatsoever!"
"Yeah, yeah. Oh, and get ready for tonight, because I invited Laura to dinner, you should make something fancy."
"What?! No way! No, you are not having her over for dinner!" I was mad now. Didn't he get that I was going to marry him and he couldn't go around kissing random girls?
I stormed up to our room. I put on some leggings, a hoodie, and my Uggs. There was no way I was dressing up for Laura.
----
The doorbell rang and Ross ran to it. He was all dressed up in a tux for some reason.
"Rossy!" Laura squealed when he opened the door. And guess what? She was dressed up too, in a fancy tight dress.
I rolled my eyes. What kind if nickname is Rossy?
He held her hand and led here to the dining room. He had set up candles. He had also made dinner -pasta- because I refused to.
She scrunched up her nose when she saw me. "What's she doing here, Rossy? I thought this was our special night."
"What do you mean by 'our special night?'" I asked. Something didn't seem right here.
"Oh, Ross didn't tell you?" she smirked. "This is Ross and I's date."
"What?" I yelled.
She smirked again. "No need to get bitchy here. And it would be gladly appreciated if you left. You're ruining our special night."
I marched to the front door. I might as well leave.
But before I left, I muttered to Laura, "If you do anything that doesn't make me his fiancé anymore, I will grab those six-inch heels of yours and make you two heads shorter than me. And I will seriously beat you up."
Then I grabbed my phone and left the house.
----
I decided I would need a place to crash the night, so I got into my car. The keys were surprisingly in my pocket.
I drove to the nearest hotel, then realized I didn't have any money, so I drove to the Lynch house.
Riker was the one to open the door when I rang the doorbell.
"Hey, Riker," I sighed. "Mind if I come in?"
He nodded and I went into their house.
They were all eating dinner, so I felt a little guilty for showing up at the wrong time.
"I'm so sorry for showing up now, I should've come later," I quickly said.
Stormie shook her head. "No, no! It's fine. Did you have dinner yet?"
I said no and then she seated me down in an empty chair, brought me a plate that had a burger on it, and told me to eat up.
"So, why are you here, Ash?" Rydel asked.
I sighed and explained the whole story to them. Occasionally, someone would gasp.
"Is this all true?" Rocky asked.
I nodded and Ryland stated, "Well, obviously the Laura we know is not the Laura she really is."
Everyone agreed.
After dinner, Rydel asked me if I wanted to stay the night. I said yes, and we went up to her room.
"But I didn't bring clothes," I said.
"That's okay. You can just borrow mine, although what you're wearing right now looks comfy enough to be pajamas," she replied.
"True," I said and we spent the night doing girly stuff.
I'm so lucky to have the Lynches.
----
Hi guys!
I'm sorry it took so long to update. I had writers block for this chapter. If you have any ideas, I'd be happy to see them. Just PM me.
Should I continue this story? I don't really have any ideas for it.
What do you think of Laura? Please comment and vote!
Love ya,
blondebeachboys 😘
P.S. This chapter is dedicated to BlondeOnTheOutside because she made the new cover! What do you think of it?
YOU ARE READING
Crazy Stupid Love | Ross Lynch Fanfiction
FanfictionForced marriage. Not the way you would want to get married, but there's no way I can get out of it. And the worst part is, my fiancé is Ross Lynch. And no, I'm not one of those girls who are obsessed with him. My name is Ashley McCarty. Let me tell...