Marriya's PoV
His hazel eyes peer meekly into mine;waiting for an answer he doesn't know if he wants to hear. In the three months we've been together, I've never seen Ross this vulnerable before. His large body stands completely still, tears continuing to well in his bloodshot eyes. He says nothing else, but silently begs me to answer.
"Of course not."
Relief immediately floods his face, the tears finally spilling onto his cheeks. "I'm so sorry."
All the anger I had towards Ross melts away in an instant, and I give in to the overwhelming urge to be in his arms. The second I make a move towards him, he begins running to me. I reach him midway across my lawn, my body fitting seamlessly in his arms.
"It is going to take a lot more than that to get rid of me," I say, smiling despite how hard I'm crying.
"Good, because I don't think I will ever be able to deal with losing you."
"Stay with me tonight?"
Lacing his fingers with mine, we begin walking towards my front door. "I don't really want to face my mom anyway," he laughs softly. "We have a better chance at sneaking into your house."
As quiet as possible, I push the door open. Despite the fact that it is after 3am, the TV still blares in the family room. Glancing in, I find both George and Ellington passed out on respective couches.
"They were waiting for you," Ross murmurs in my ear. Handing Ross my shoes, I walk over and turn the TV off. After spreading a blanket over each boy, I silently follow my boyfriend up the stairs.
Moving into my closet, I pull off my dress and hang it up. I slip on a black sweatshirt and some plaid pyjama pants before tying my hair up in a bun. For what seems like the millionth time that night, I wipe fallen tears from my face. My head spins, and I want nothing more than to sleep. It might be the last night I spend with Ross until he gets home from Europe, and I plan to spend every second possible of it in his arms.
Waking back into my bedroom, I find Ross clad in only a pair of Ratliff's grey joggers.
"Like what you see," he asks, giving me a suggestive smirk.
“Shut up,” I laugh, heat rising to my cheeks. I quickly crawl under the blankets, resting my head on Ross’ bare chest.
“I sure love what I see,” he murmurs. “I love that your hair always smells really good, and that your eyes are so perfect I could stare into them for the rest of my life and still be amazed. I love how you laugh, and the way your face lights up at the littlest things. Most of all, I love…”
Ross’ gentle voice continues, but I soon slip away from consciousness focussing on the slightly irregular heartbeat of the man I love.
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“Your flight leaves tonight at 12,” Ross confirms solemnly.
“Alright,” I murmur in response, tucking the last shirt in my suitcase before zipping it shut.
I feel his strong arms wrap around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder. “I wish you could come to Europe with us.”
“Me too,” I reply softly. “But I need to do this.”
“If anything happens, I want you to call me. I don’t care if it is 3 in the morning, or in the middle of a show. Call me, and I will be there.”
“Ross, I wouldn’t feel right doing that.”
“I know, Marriya. That is why I’m making you promise that you will.”
“Ross-“
“Do you promise?”
“I really don’t-“
“Promise?
“Fine, I promise,” I laugh.
“Good.”
He abruptly spins my body, causing me to fall into him. His lips are millimetres away from mine when a loud banging sound comes from my door. “Hey guys, it’s me!” Rocky yells. “The new girl for the music video just showed up, and she looks hot! Come down!”
“You could have just come in,” I say, swinging my door open.
“No way. You only need to walk in on you two sucking each other’s faces once, and then you never make that mistake again. Ya’ll are nasty,” he retorts, overdramatizing the last word.
Ross shoves his brother playfully, earning a punch of retaliation from Rocky. As we enter the family room, my jaw literally drops.
“Emily?” I cry.
“Marriya, hey!”
“You’re the new girl for the music video?”
“Guess so,” she laughs.
“You’ll be Riker’s love interest!” I grin.
“Riker?” she asks softly, disappointment evident in her voice.
Before I can reply, the front door swings open, and Rydel, Ryland, Ellington, and Riker come in. They all smile at Emily except for Riker, who looks like he has just seen a ghost.
Walking forward, he glares coldly at Emily. “What the hell is she doing here?”
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Hey guys! I know it is a short chapter, but i wanted to update before I leave on holidays tomorrow.
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