Sophies Point of View
It was Rocky's birthday. And the morning after Ross' "I love you". I was awake before Ross. Ross slept with his mouth a little bit open. His face showed no sorrows. It was completely relaxed. I couldn't look away. But he slept like a dead, so I guessed that he must have a really bad hangover. But I really needed to pee, so I had to get up. I went into the bathroom and started to scream.
"Babe what's wrong?" Ross yelled.
"I was so frightend by my own face. I forgot that I didn't wash myself yesterday. Why did I wash your face and not mine?" I replied.
"Oh babe," he said, "you still look gorgeous!" He took my face between his two hands and kissed me softly on my lips. "And now take a shower! I need one by myself!" he said grinning and slapped me on my butt. I took my shower and wrapped a towel around me. Only with this towel I walked out of my bathroom. Ross laid on my bed, eyes closed. When I walked in he opened them and stared at me like he've never seen me before.
"You're so beautiful!" he breathed. I laughed.
"And your still drunk!"
"No definitely not! YOU ARE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL I'VE EVER SEEN!" I blushed. "And now you're even more beautiful!" I sat down next to him. He smiled at me.
"About last night, what do you remember?" I asked. At that moment he blushed.
"I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened. I probably should be lucky that I threw up. So I couldn't tell anybody about us! I'm really sorry!"
"It's okay, nothing happened! Do you remember anything else?" I asked.
"My parents!" he sighed and slapped his forehead. I was devastated. He didn't remember his "I love you". I nodded at him trying to make a brave face.
"You should take your shower, before you'll see your parents!" I said. He got up from the bed. Before he walked away he bend down to me and whispered into my ear.
"I remember everything from last night and I meant it! I love you!" I didn't turn to look at him but on my face grew a huge smile and heat arose in my cheeks. I heard him turn on the water and then he started to sing. He loved me. He really did. I was so happy. But I didn't reply it yet. How was I supposed to do that? I got dressed after my shower not paying attention what I put on. Ross was singing under the shower. He sounded happy. And I was happy too! In my head I heard his 'I love you' on repeat. I walked out of my room just to run into Rydel. She had a huge grin on her face.
"Hey giiirrrrlll!" she said, "what is Ross doing in your bathroom?"
"What? Ross?" I asked shocked.
"I can hear him sing." she explained. "And he didn't slept in his room last night. I wanted to check on him and he wasn't there and now he is in your bathroom." I stayed silent while she talked trying to think of a good excuse for this. None came to my mind.
"Well, he was just so drunk last night and my room wasn't part of the haunted house." I stumbled. "Nothing happened!"
"Yeah? Why are you wearing his shirt?" she asked. I blushed. Her smile grew wider. "Sophie, you know you can tell me." I nodded.
"Please keep it a secret. It just happened. And he told me that he loves me. But no one is allowed to know it or Andre is freaking out. You know why."
"Do you love him?" I thought about it.
"Yes, I love him!" It was the first time I said it aloud. Unfortunately it wasn't him I told first. She hugged me.
"Don't worry. Everything will be fine. I'm so happy that the two of you are together now. But if you want it to stay a secret tell Ross he shouldn't sing under your shower. Luckily the boys are still sleeping like deads." She smiled and left me standing there alone. I looked down at me and yes, I wore Ross shirt. I hadn't realized that I pulled this over. I tucked the sleeves over my palms and hold it to my nose. It smelled just like him. I inhaled deeply his sent.
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