These Two Hearts (Raura)

2 | And You Know It Too

Ross

I wish I had a better explanation for not wanting to marry Laura. 

I wish I had a reason for backing out last minute, but I didn't.

I just couldn't do it. 

I felt like I was just too young. And it's not like I wasn't in love with her or anything. Please don't get the wrong idea about that. I loved her so much, and part of me will always love her. But I felt like marrying her would have been a mistake at that point in time, and that's all there really was to say about it. 

I felt like such an ass walking out on her that day, but I didn't know what else to do. Something felt off, and I didn't know how I was supposed to address it. We had a whole life planned out, and now? She sold our house and didn't even bother sending me a text about it. That must mean that she's really moved on and I don't think there's any going back for either of us. 

"Can you focus for just one damn second?" Rocky said, making me snap out of my trance. "Seriously. If we don't finish this song soon, we're not going to have anything to play on tour." Rocky rolled his eyes and I nodded. "Yeah, I know. Sorry. I was just thinking about something." I muttered. "Care to enlighten me then?" Rocky asked, his focus snapping away from his guitar and to my eyes. "Laura sold our house." I breathed out. I looked at Rocky to see his reaction, but I only saw a small smile on his face.

"Oh, so you think this is funny?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. "Hell yeah, I do. You walked out on her like she was nothing and haven't explained to anyone why. Laura deserves better than that." Rocky said, going back to his guitar. "Since when do you take her side?" I asked, still narrowing my eyes at him. "Bro, I don't know if this is news to you, but everyone takes her side. You're my brother and all, but what you did was shitty and you know it, too. Don't act like you're the victim with her selling the house. She held onto it for months hoping you'd come back. You never did. It's about time she packed up and moved onto something better." Rocky admitted, putting down his guitar and walking over the fridge to grab a bottle of water. 

I wanted to fight him on that, but I couldn't. He was right. 

"So, can we stop discussing the obvious and focus on the song now?" Rocky asked, and I shook my head. "I can't focus on music right now. I need some air." I said before walking out of our studio and into the warm California air. 

It was hard to explain the situation with Laura, so usually I didn't. It wasn't anything wrong with her, or who she was. I just couldn't marry her. I wanted to. But there was so much I wanted to do with my life yet, and I didn't want to miss out on that by marrying to young. I would also be taking away those opportunities from Laura. I couldn't do that. I couldn't live with myself. 

I wonder what she thought of me. She probably hated the sight of me. She probably hated my name, and anything associated with it. And perhaps what hurts me the most about all of this is that I'm the one who caused it. And I still have yet to see the rewards of my actions. Most of my family was mad at me when I told them the wedding was off, especially Rocky. He really supported Laura and I, and he's still upset about it all.

Rydel was furious. She didn't understand why, after all that time, I thought we were better off separate. It's still, to this day, something I just cant explain. I want to, but I don't know if anyone would understand, or even care at this point. It just feels like Laura and I are so far apart, in distance and in time. Our history is messy. It's not easy to follow, and it was extremely hard to go through. 

It feels like it was just last week that she left for New York. Then I remember that was years ago. 

She puts music out now and then. She just released a new song and I can't help but think it's about me. It's extremely emotional and I cried when I heard it, knowing I caused her that pain. But, at this point, there's no going back. I made the choice I made, and I need to live with it.

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A confused women looked at me as she opened her door. "Can I help you?" She asked. I swallowed my pride and silently cursed out Laura for causing me to do this. "My name is Ross Lynch. I used to live here with my fiancé Laura Marano, but we broke things off and she just sold this place to you. I actually left a few things in the basement and was wondering if I could get them?" I asked, hoping I didn't sound like a pathetic loser. 

The woman gave me an odd glance but then nodded her head. "I see. You know, Laura is a dear. I don't know why you would let her go. But, that's between you and her. Your things are in a box at the bottom of the stairs. She packed them up and left them for when you'd come to get them. I'll just go grab the box." She started, but I gently grabbed her shoulder to stop her. "Wait. Do you mind if I get them?" I asked, and she tilted her head from side to side before letting me in. "Just down there." She pointed toward the basement stairs before returning to the kitchen. 

I trudged down the stairs and picked up the long box which contained my guitars and a few other things. I fished through and saw a few of my other things that I had left here, but there was one thing that made me sit on the floor and pull my knees to my chest. 

It was a picture of Laura and I, the day I asked her to marry me. It was the day I was going to be getting out of the hospital. I was holding her on my lap while I was laying in the hospital bed, and we were both staring at each other. The picture was encased in a silver frame. I gently removed it from the frame and read the hand writing that was on the back of the photo. 

Ross,

I am so excited for our future. You are my everything. I love you. 

Merry Christmas.

-Laur. 

That's right. She had framed the photo for Christmas one year. I had forgotten. I kept rummaging through the box and found a couple other things that made my heart twist in pain as well. Things like a receipt for the tux that I had bought for our wedding. I felt tears coming and I quickly wiped my eyes. Fuck this. 

I quickly packed up the box, thanked the woman, tossed the things in my car and sped back home. The longer I stayed in that house, the longer I would have wondered around and remembered all of the happy times we had. The longer I stayed, the more I would have missed her.

I would have started to miss us.

And see, that's just the thing. My brain knows that what I did makes sense for me, and has provided me with so much more opportunity and adventure. My brain understands why I did what I did. 

But my heart regrets it all. 

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oof.

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how'd you guys like this one??? ;) ross's POV kinda has me shook. and rocky is a straight savage

quick little blurb here: so since departing from writing on here for a few years, I found a few other passions and fandoms that I absolutely love and I wanted to share them with you. first off, I love love loveeee one direction, which is why im currently writing a harry styles fanfic haha, and if any of you also like them, let me know so we can fangirl and stuff lol- also feel free to check out my harry fanfic!!! thx ily

I also love little mix and im currently so salted bc the world is doing them so dirty. their music is AMAZNIG and I want so much more for them. their new album LM5 is PERFECT and I love it so much but they don't get the promo they deserve and it breaks my heart but tbh their voices and their entire like persona is my FAV and I love them

lol ok so rant over

hope u liked this chap. sorry if this was a slow update. im trying my best to alternate this with 'a day in the life' (my harry fanfic) and it gets a bit tricky when I factor in my job and university homework. but IM DOING IT WOW.

haha I love you forever. see u next update 

all my love,

haileexoxo