Chapter 32
Ross’ POV
I knocked on Laura’s door the next day. I knew I deserved the things she said to me yesterday. I didn’t follow behind her, she wouldn’t want me close to her and I understood it. I needed to explain that it wasn’t because I knew she couldn’t make it, but because I liked her so much and I wanted to work on this project with her. I was really hoping she would understand. It was my only hope.
“Ross, I don’t want to see you.” She said as soon as she opened the door. She quickly tried to close it, but I stopped her.
“I need to explain,” I started as I pushed the door open. “The reason why I acted like that.” She just looked at me.
“You hurt me, Ross, and I kind of don’t want to know why you did.” She muttered.
“Laura,” I said. “You need to know. I can’t live with myself when you’re mad at me.”
She didn’t say anything more. She just opened the door, walked in her house to her bedroom and sat on her bed.
“I just want to know why you did it. The real reason, this time.” She told me.
Was she saying the last time I told her she thought I was lying?
“I wanted to work with you, Laura. When you told me you didn’t get the part, I didn’t understand. I went to see the directors because I was so upset. Even a little insulted. You were so perfect for that role, and I couldn’t believe they hadn’t chosen you. I wanted to work with you so badly, Laura, because I love being with you and a while ago, I realised I had feelings for you. I like you, Laura, I want to be with you, and I wanted to work on this project with only you. And I want you to know that I believe in you and in you capacity to get a job, but it was too hard for me. I had to do something.”
She just stood there and looked at me.
“You shouldn’t Ross.”
“I shouldn’t what?”
Surprisingly, a tear rolled down her cheek. “Stop confessing your feelings like that.”
She was either hurt, or touched or upset…?
“Why should I stop? It wasn’t a problem a few days ago when I did.” I said confused.
“We’re obviously not in the same situation as we were a few days ago, Ross.” She stated, her eyes watery. “I broke up with you.”
I stood there, staring at her.
“Then why does it seem like you aren’t happier now that we’re broken up?” I simply asked.
“It hurts, Ross. Ruining a friendship by asking me out.”
Ruining a friendship!?
“What makes you think we ruined it?” I asked her.
She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Only more tears. “I wasn’t feeling it anymore, Ross. And it scared me.”
“What-, what weren’t you feeling?”
She took a deep breath and looked down. She looked back in my eyes and simply said, “The chemistry.”
“Laura, what made you feel like there weren’t any chemistry?” I asked again.
“Yesterday, Ross. I know you felt like it was different, too. We didn’t even know what to talk about. All we were blabbing about was the night before, at the dance. We weren’t even comfortable around each other. It was even strange sometimes. And it never used to be like that. We always had something to say. Cracking jokes or laughing hysterically for no reason. And yesterday, it didn’t felt like that anymore. Tell me I’m not crazy.”
I knew she was right. But admitting it was too hard because my feelings for her were too strong. Breaking up with her and making it official was the worst thing I thought could happen to us.
“But what about the school dance, Laura? I know you enjoyed that night… so much.”
I thought about all the times she kissed me. Passionately, sensually, and mesmerizingly.
“We were just friends back then, Ross.” She reminded me with a tiny smile. “And don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it a lot.”
“So what does that make us, Laur?” I asked. “Friends? But friends that like kissing each other and doing the stuff couples do.”
“That sounds like being friends with benefits, if you ask me. Obviously without the sex part.”
I was really scared to ask her, so I didn’t. But she knows me too well.
“Don’t tell me you actually thought about it! Oh my God, Ross! NO!” She exclaimed. “No, we’re just going to be friends, obviously not kiss, and start hanging out like we used to!”
“Laura! You know I can’t do that! You know about my feelings for you!!”
“ROSS! Stop! Stop saying that! I didn’t sign up for a relationship, here! I thought we were friends! And look at us!” She cried hard. “We won’t ever be able to go back to the way it was!”
I was crushed. Her words, every word, it me so hard until I broke down. I wasn’t crying, no. But my heart shattered. I was so lost, I couldn’t find any of the pieces to try to fix it.
“I want a friends right now, Ross. Not a boyfriend.” She finished.
Her words were still echoing in my head. She wanted a friend. I was a friend. But I had feelings for her and she had a problem with that.
“Well, I can’t be that person, Laura.” I concluded. “I can’t be.”
Then, I left her house hurt, disappointed, upset, but mostly broken.
Laura’s POV
Why was I still feeling like crap even though I knew it was the best thing to do? I knew it in my heart, but at the same time a part of me wanted him to be my friend and kiss me to make me feel better, but that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. He was broken, and surprisingly, I was too.
Maybe time would heal my shattered heart, but never completely. He was the only one that would be able to fix it. But he wasn’t here anymore. I had lost him.
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