This Should End Well (R5 Fanfic)

Chapter Eighteen: "Jump on my horse and go"

Dedicated to R5luver1122 because her comment on the last chapter made me freaking cry!! I was like OMBacon!! and started bawling, then my mom walked in and slowly walked out. It was slightly funny!! But seriously It meant so much, like seriously. GO FAN HER NOW WITCHES!
lol I was typing a the B word to my friends and it corrected it to witches. So instead of ‘Goodnight *******’ I wrote “Goodnight witches!” And they were like “Omg we are not witches! blah blah blah” It was the funniest thing ever!! Omg I’m a freak.....

Ok I'm done with my story, NOW READ PEASANTS! lol

ALSO READ THE NOTE AT THE END!


Chapter Eighteen:  “Jump on my horse and go”

Kylie’s POV

Rocky was seriously the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Yet I feel like he deserves better.

I’m a serious mess.

My heart and brain were at like a major war.

My brain was saying that I should just give up. Rocky shouldn't have to deal with my screwed up life.

My heart was saying that I shouldn't give up. Because I love Rocky, and I’ve even told him.

But of course my brain had to go there and say ‘HE DOESN'T REALLY LOVE YOU! He only feels pity.’

Heart: ‘You little lying ho! (sorry for the language, it must be used in this chapter) Rocky LOVES me! Plus you have no proof that he doesn't!’

Brain: ‘Oh you wanna bet?’

Heart: ‘COME AT ME BRO!’

I swear it felt like my brain and heart wanted to attack each other.

Wow, I’m insane.


Well, since my brain and heart are still in World War Three, I decided to go on twitter. I haven't been on it in awhile.

I pulled out my ipod and unlocked it. I pull up twitter.

I gasp. I have gained over 1,500 followers and had over 500 mentions.

“What the fudge.” I mumbled before I remembered that Rocky tweeted that picture of us.

I scroll through the mentions. Most of them saying something on the lines of:
“You’re soooo pretty!”
“Lucky ducky! you go girl’

The occasional inappropriate ones:
“Get some girly!”
“How long’s his d**k?” (lol i was trying to think of inappro things and yeah.. I have a dirty mind and geez don't judge!)

But then there was this:

“You ugly whore. Rocky is mine b****. He deserves much better, LIKE ME! Now you can go f*** yourself and leave my man alone!”

“B**** please. You’re beyond ugly. Go die in a hole.”

“ROCKY IS MINE YOU UNGRATEFUL B****”

I’ve never thought that I would get hate. But the funny thing is, EVERYTHING THEY SAID WAS TRUE!

I knew I was going to break down and cry, but I didn't want to. I couldn't, I’ve cried too many times.

“ROCKY!” I yell from the spot on our bed.

He runs into the room looking panicked.

“What’s wrong? Who died?”

I raise an eyebrow. “Rocky, just sit down no one died.”

He sits next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“What’s wrong babe?” He asked, with a calm yet worried voice. As if he thought I would break at any second. Which was absolutely true.

Instead of answering I hand him my ipod.

He reads the tweets, smiling at the cute ones, chuckling at the inappro ones and then.

“WHAT THE F-” I slap my hand over his mouth.

“No swearing”

“Kylie, you don't believe them, do you?”

“No.” I say, my voice sounding higher, indicating I was clearing lying.

“Ky, I love you ok? You are beautiful. You are so many other word that I could probably write a book. Please don't let them get to you.”

I smile. “I’ll try. Its just, well you know. And yeah.”

“If I have to I’ll flip out on twitter. Tell me if it continues.” He kisses my forehead.

I giggle. “Thanks Rocky, I don't deserve you.”

He shakes his head, as if disagreeing. “You deserve so much more Ky.”

“Blah blah blah. Save the mushy gushy stuff for later!” I joke. Rocky seriously could always make me feel better.

He chuckles. “Ok, I’ll hold you up to that.”

“Ugh! Thats not what I meant!” I laugh.

“C’mon darling. Lets go get some cake.”

“CAKE?!?” I jump up from the bed and run out to the living room part, making my way to the kitchen.

Rocky was trailing behind me laughing.

“I was kidding! There isn't cake!” He says, but I knew he was lying.

“Liar!” I screech jokingly.

I look around and my face fell when I realized there wasn't any cake.

Dang, I really wanted some cake.

Arms wrapped around my waist, making me jump.

“Jeez Rocky.” I gasp.

“Sorry babe.”

I shove him away playfully. “No!” I pout. “I want cake.”

“Oh, wittle Kywie wants cake?”

I smack his shoulder. “Stop it!”

“You wanted it!”

“Blech!” I stomp off and sit on the couch. I fold my arms over my chest

“Awe baby girl don't get upset.”

I tense. “Please don't call me that.” My voice hoarse.

He sits down next to me. “I'm sorry.” He wraps his arms around me.

“Levi used to call me that.”

“Don't think about him. Please.”

“I’ll try.” Then I smirk. “NOW I WANT CAKE!” I jump onto his lap.

“Gosh Kylie.” He groans.

“Please.” I bat my eyelashes. I really wanted cake.

“What do you want me to me to jump on my horse and go to the store, just for cake?” He asks sarcastically.

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Seriously?”

“JUST GET ME SOME DANG CAKE!”

“Fine.” He huffs.

I grin

“But only if you walk with me.”

I groan. “Ugh fine. Hey wait where are the others?”

“They went out for breakfast.”

“GASP!” I say dramatically. “And I wasn't invited?!”

“Well they specifically told me that they didn't want you to go so, yah.” He says it a fake high voice.

“Gah! you’re so mean to me!” I fake sob into my hands.

“Oh my! Kylie I’m sorry.” He said, sounding genuinely worried.

“You’re such a nitwit. I was faking.” I look up at him and laugh.

“Oh.” His cheeks go red.

“AWWW!! YOU’RE BLUSHING!” I squeak.

“No I'm not!” He scoffs.

“Awe is wittle Rwocky embarrassed?”

“Shut it Adams!”

“Whatever you say Lynch!”

“Oh I see how it is now.”

“Now? Its always been like this.” I stretch and lean back on the couch.

“Oh in that case.”  He places his hands on my stomach. I give him a confused look and he smirks. “TICKLE MONSTER!”

His hands move around my tummy, tickling me.

My laughter and squeals fill the room.

“Rocky!” I squeak.

“Yes?” He chuckles still tickling me.

I wiggle around under him still laughing and squealing.

Suddenly he stops.

His gaze remains on my eyes, starring into them.

My hand finds its way to his cheek. “What's wrong babe?”

He doesn't speak.

One of his hands moves under my chin, the other he used to hold himself up over me.

He slowly leans in and his lips touch mine, then he quickly pulls away and jumps up.

“Now lets go get cake!”

“Gah! You're such a freaking tease!”

“Sorry babe.” He chuckles.

His hands grabs mine, as he pulls me towards the door.

“Um Rocky?”

“Yes?”

“I need shoes.”

He laughs. “Oh.”

I quickly grab my converse and put them on.

“Ready to go!” I hop over to Rocky.

“Nice shoe choice.” He chuckles.

I look down and laugh.

“Duh, lime green converse are awesome!”

We both laughs as we walk out the door, hand in hand.

All that I could think about was cake. And I guess Rocky too.


A/n

Hi guys.....

You probably hate me now... I know I’m horrible.

I really want to upload, I really do!! But There has been a lot going on in my life.

I have tons of homework and my life is stressful, very stressful. (Reanna don't assume, its not because of what you probably think it is)

I feel horrible about not uploading, and thinking about letting you guys down is putting more stress on me.

I’ll try my best to upload once a week. I’m not promising and I also hope that you can forgive me if I don't.

I love all of you guys <3
xxKalixx




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