Raura [ON HOLD]

Author's Note

Hey guys! So sorry for the long wait. Hopefully this will make it up.. ;)

Laura's POV

"What are you suppose to be?" I laugh looking at Ellington.

"A spy! Gosh does everyone have to ask?" He jokes.

He's wearing a tuxedo and his hair is parted to the side. I bet he didn't have time to get a costume.

We're all sitting as a group in the beach house. Everyone dried off and has their costumes back on. Most of the people left but there are still like ten of us here.

"Sorry. I was just wondering." I smile.

"Okay..I forgive you." He says.

"Ellington?" I say.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry for blaming you for the incident at Hollywood Records without giving you a chance to explain. It was unfair. I'm..sorry."

"Don't worry. You of all people shouldn't have to apologize. It's all good. Thank you tho."

I pull him into a hug. "Ell you're the best."

"Psh. Tell me something I don't know." He jokes, as we pull away, "And call me Ratliff."

"Will do." I smile, and walk away.

I walk to the bathroom and it's occupied. Great.

I'll go find one upstairs.

I climb the steps and roam clueless through the halls of the house.

This place is insanely big.

I think, Fuck it, and open a random door.

I walk in and it's a private movie theater?! What?! This is sick. :D

Without thinking I look through all the movies they have and choose one.

I push it in the projector and sit in a chair.

Mulan, my favorite disney movie of all time started playing. (A/N Mulan's my fave!)

Yay!

As I was watching the movie I felt two hands cover my eyes.

They were really soft and cold.

"Rydel! Your hands are freezing!" I complain, trying to pull the hands of me.

Wait.

These hands are big, too big for a girl.

I gulp.

"Who's this?"

The hands pull away and I turn.

Ross.

"Oh! Ross? What're you doing here?" I ask.

"The real question is...what are you doing here watching....Mulan?" He smirks.

"I was looking for the bathroom and then.." I start, turning red.

"Yeah...yeah sure." He smiles and jumps over the seats and plops down next to me.

He's so close, and we are all alone.

Oh god.

"Um...Yeah. Ross your hands really are cold though."

I take them, unconsciously and hold them tight.

I realize what I'm doing and look up at Ross, who is looking right back at me.

He starts to lean in, and I do the same...

But.

"Ross?" I ask, our lips millimeters away.

"Yeah?" He says, his warm breath on my face.

"Tell me. Tell me why you didn't want to be with me at first. I need to know. Or else...this won't work."

I pull away and he sighs, "Okay."

He grabs my hands and forces me to look at him.

I gasp, and my heart starts beating fast.

"A while ago, I..I had a girlfriend." He starts, "And honestly..she was the highlight of my life. She was beautiful, smart, charming and sweet. The best combination. She made me happy. Really happy. I..would've done anything for her...but then she..she cheated on me."

He holds my hands tighter, and I can see memories passing through his head.

Poor Ross....

I can't help but hate and envy that girl. She hurt Ross, but she could potentially still have his heart...

"Ross...I'm sorry, you don't have to continue.."

"It's okay." He says, "She cheated on me with one of her co-stars. She's and actress..and a model.."

"Oh.." I say, self esteem lowered.

"The sad part.." He says, giving me a forced laugh, "The really sad part is that I forgave her and took her back. But... She didn't want to come back..she told me she didn't love me."

I look at him, and my heart aches. Ross...

A tear escapes his eyes, "And.. That affected me. I've never wanted another relationship since her. I tried to shut girls out of my life, because I thought that Courtney was the only one for me."

I gasp, COURTNEY?!

That's who Delly was talking about.

"So..so you loved her...." I say, my voice small.

"I did." He says. "I loved her."

My face falls...oh.

Ross brings me closer to him, and I gasp again, "But you."

"Me?" I ask confused.

"You...make me feel something unexplainable and.. I've started to grow attached to you.."

"Me?" I ask again.

"Yes, you." He smiles, he starts stroking my hair and I say,

"Are you sure?"

"About what?" He murmurs.

"About us. Are you sure that you're ready..that you've moved on.. I just don't know how this is gonna work and..."

His lips crash into mine and it drives me wild.

I wrap my arms around his neck and he holds my face.

I feel around his hair and he smiles into the kiss when I do.

He pulls away after a few moments, "I love it when you play with my hair."

I smile, "Me too."

We stare at each other for ages just...breathing..

After a while he says,

"Laura...." He holds my hand again, "I want you. I want this. I'll be honest that I'm not ready.... but somehow my heart tells me this..this is right."

"Okay." I say, stupidly.

"Laur..will you go on a date with me?"

"Okay." I say, again.

He smiles big and starts to lean in slowly, I eagerly pull his collar and connect our lips again.

I welcome his familiar taste and scent. He's truly beautiful.

He puts one hand on my waist and one on my cheek.

I giggle as he sets it on my waist.

He pulls away smiling, "What?"

"I'm ticklish!"

"Really?"

"No."

He starts tickling me and I fall back on my chair.

"No! No! Nooo!" I squeal laughing my head off, him doing the same.

After a few minutes I grab his face and stop him, without saying a word our lips connect again.

I could get used to this...