Raura [ON HOLD]

Author's Note

Who should Vanessa end up with? Riker or Rocky?

2 weeks later...

Laura's POV

I'm so frustrated.

I've been going on amazing dates with Ross these past couple days and he says the sweetest things.

But he hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend :/

And last night, after spending like an hour making out with Ross, I decided that I shouldn't kiss him anymore unless I know for sure he's mine and I'm his.

In other words...until we are boyfriend and girlfriend.

I'm suppose to hang out with him again today.

I really like him. A lot. I've gotten to know him so well.. And he's the smartest, sweetest, caring guy I've ever met.

He says things that amaze me. Like one time:

(Flashback)

I lay my head on his shoulder as he continued to drive mindlessly through the streets.

We've been driving to nowhere for about three hours. We've just been talking.

"Hey, have you seen the movie, The Fault in Our Stars?" He says, his eyes on the road.

"Yeah! Oh my god I love that movie." I say, excitedly.

He chuckles, "Me too. Anyways.. Do you know why it's called The Fault in Our Stars?"

"I have no idea." I say.

"Same. But I've been thinking...I read a Shakespeare play a while back.. I can't remember the name of it but in the play it said something like 'The fault is not in our stars but in ourselves.' I think that meant that our fate or situation shouldn't affect us..that we are the reason things don't work our for us. See..the 'stars' represent our situation, our fate." He says looking at me.

"Yeah.." I say, astonished by his observation.

"So in the book, Hazel and Gus would've been happy and lived a long life if it wasn't for their illness. In that case it wasn't their fault. It was their situation's fault. Their stars' fault. Hence, the name, The Fault in Our Stars." He concluded.

"Wow. That's... A very cool and amazing way to look at it." I say.

"But..." I continue, "If they hadn't been sick, they probably wouldn't have met. Their stars brought them together. So in a way, fate brought them the best thing in their lives. Love. True love."

"Yeah...well my explanation is better." He says.

"Yeah.. Okay. And by the way.... The name of that Shakespeare play is, Julius Caeser."

"Whatever." He says, defeated and looks at the road.

I laugh, "No but really Ross.. That was a wicked cool connection you made. Really."

"Well thank you." He says, smiling.

(End Flashback)

I haven't told Vanessa about us... But I'm going to talk about it with Ross, whenever he decides to make me his girlfriend. I am so close to just saying, "Ross, will you be my boyfriend?" Honestly I am.

I hear my phone ring and I know it's Ross.

I check my phone and, sure enough, his name and off guard picture I took of him flash on the screen.

He almost never texts me, he says he likes to hear my voice. So yeah...

I know, it's fucking cute.

I answer the phone and he says, "I'm outside."

"Okay...gimme two minutes." I say.

"Fine. But that's eternity.." He whines.

"No it's not." I laugh.

"Yeah it is...I haven't seen you in forever. I just wanna see you."

"I wanna see you too. But Ross... We hung out yesterday."

"Well... It felt like years ago."

"Okay, whatever, I'll be down in two minutes okay."

"Okay." He says.

Because of our exchange of okays I'm reminded once again of that Fault in Our Stars thing.

I head down stairs and out the door.

Today I'm wearing black leggings, a maroon crop top and black combat boots.

I put my hair in a loosely curled, ponytail and put light make up on my features.

My nails are painted a bright yellow and I put some small black, round, earrings on.

When I make it outside I instantly make eye contact with my blonde boy outside.

His face lights up when he spots me and a smile plays on his lips.

I walk up to him and he starts to lean in....

I instinctively lean in too but stop myself and put my hand on Ross' perfect lips.

"No." I say.

"What? Why?" He pouts.

"It's just...I shouldn't kiss anyone who I'm not dating."

"What?" He says.

"Nothing..forget it." I say and avoid his eyes.

"Okay?" He says.

He grabs my hand and he leads me to his bike.

Before I know it, we're on the road, heading for who knows where.

He parks at a street and I'm confused because there's nothing around.

"Ross what are we-"

"C'mon!" He whispers smiling and grabs my hand.

He pulls me toward a building and cracks open a window.

"Let's go in."

"Ross! We can't go in there! Unless you own it...but you don't so let's go." I start.

"C'mon Laur..don't you wanna see what this place is." He whines.

"No, not really." I state.

"Fine...you chicken." He says.

"Yup I'm a chicken." I say.

"Laur......." He grabs my hands and pouts.

"Ross......" I say mimicking him.

"Sorry Laur..but you're going in."

"What?" I ask.

He picks me up and I squeal, "Ross! No stop!"

He puts me through the window and says, "I'm gonna drop you okay?"

"What? N-" I say when his arms disappear and I land on the floor with a thud.

"Sorry.." He says as he goes through the window.

"It's okay...just help me up?" I say.

"Of course." he says, grabbing my hand.

I yank his arm down and he lands on the floor.

That's what he gets.

I laugh and get up off the floor. I take that moment to look around and my eyes widen.

"A library?" I ask, "Why are we in a library?"

"I don't know...I like libraries."

"Yeah and I like pickles, but why are we here?" I giggle.

"Because... I like libraries...and I like you. I wanted to put two things I like together."

"Oh." I blush.

"Laura?" He says grabbing my waist.

"Yeah?" I nervously say.

"I know you've been wanting me to ask you something.. And I wanted it too... I just wanted to make sure it was right.. I didn't want to hurt you or ruin our relationship if it came out wrong and I'm just terrible at asking this to girls and.."

"Ross." I blurt, "Will you be my boyfriend?"

"No! Ugh I was gonna say that?! Well the other way around but..."

"I know," I laugh, "But you were taking forever."

He rolls he eyes and says, "About that question you asked me....yes. A million times yes."

He grabs my face and gives me the most beautiful kiss I've ever felt.

I pull him closer and our lips mold together, I smile through the kiss and move my hand up to his hair, stroking it gently.

We rip away after a while and start running around the library looking for books.

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5 hours later....

I'm in my bed, daydreaming about my date with Ross when my phone vibrates.

Goodnight Beautiful.

I smile and reply:

Goodnight Handsome. xx