In Love With My Best Friend

Chapter 39

Ross's POV:

So (y/n) and I got to the detention/EC room. I sat down right next to her. I always heard being in this room is awful, horrible, terrible, ugly, and everything's that just plain awful!
But actually...I think it's kinda nice being in here, I think it's because I get to be with (Y/n) all day here...and I am really excited about her staying at my home. Okay...let's see these math things....
I was taking my math test 'til I see that (Y/n) gets up from her seat and goes up to the teacher in front of the whole room and gives him the test, when she turned around to get back to her seat, she was looking at me...not mad nor serious. I know what that look in her face means...yeah, she totally wants me. But Ross, how do you know that? Hm...good question. Well, duh! I'm Ross Lynch and that's (Y/n) (your last name) I've known her my entire life. 😏
When she sat again in her seat, I continued to finish my test.
Okay, so after for 5 minutes, I was fanally done with it, I got up, gave the test to the teacher, turned around and when I saw (Y/n) starring at me, I smiled and winked at her then I sat down. I carefully took my phone out of my pocket trying to not let the teacher notice I was going to use it so I could text (Y/n) "Hey." I texted her, like four seconds later she took her phone out of her purse and she saw my text. She looked at me for a second and then turned her eyes to the phone screen, I saw her typing. "Hi, Rossy." She texted me back. Gosh there's that nickname again. "Been some time since you didn't call that..." I texted back "Well now I did." she texted back, I rolled my eyes a little without her to notice "I still can't get over the fact that you weren't gonna tell me about when I got drunk." I texted back, when she opened the text, she read it and then looked at me for a few seconds, then typed something and I got her text "And I still can't get over the fact that you care so much about that. I mean...I think I didn't tell you and wasn't going to tell you because it's not that big of a deal." I read it and then stared at her for seconds, she did the same.
I turned my look to my phone screen and "But of course it is." It is that big of a deal...well, to me. "Why?" She texted "Because even though I don't remember anything about it...I can tell it was something beautiful." I texted back "Lol. So you think it's beautiful being drunk?" She texted back, I smiled and then answered "Yes. I think I should get drunk more often just for you and just to be with you. Cause honestly I would love to kiss you again." Couple of seconds later she got my text, read it and we stared at each other. She smiled. She turned her look to the phone screen and "You don't have to get drunk to kiss me again." Oh, my God. Okay....I know that I won't be getting drunk again.