53 страница12 марта 2016, 01:45

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***GUYS THIS CHAPTER IS SO BAD I AM SO SORRY IN ADVANCE***

1 month later..

Laura's POV

"Dinner is served." Andrew says, smiling at me.

I smile, "Woah, you weren't kidding. You really can cook."

I stare at the beautiful steak he just prepared for us, my mouth already watering.

"Well being a waiter all my life has helped, plus the Lyn-" he stops himself.

A silence takes over us and those hazel eyes and blonde curls come into my mind.

"Lynch. It's just a word. You can use it."  I say giving him a weak smile.

"Okay...well let's dig in! But first a toast." He says and stands up.

He returns seconds later with a wine bottle and two glasses.

He fills them and hands me one.

"What's the occasion?"

"Don't act like you don't  know..you know you're playing your hometown tomorrow."

"Yup...LA..." I sigh, sipping my glass.

"Oh c'mon. You have to show more energy than that. The Lauratics are probably going crazy in LA right now."

"I know..you're right..." I say standing up, "I just need to rest for tomorrow."

"Okay, but first eat your steak."

"Okay." I say, and sit back down, ready to try Andrew's cooking."

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Ross' POV

The next day...

"Are you really doing this?" I ask Riker.

"Yes." He says, getting dressed.

"But she rejected you at the concert didn't she?"

"Yes."

"Then-"

"Because I love her. I know that now. And I know that she has feelings for me. I need to fight for her."

"And Rocky?"

"He'll have to get over it."

I gulped. "I want to see Laura."

"Do it tonight. Come with me...we bought the tickets to the concert anyways.."

"I don't want to hurt her again.....I want to make her happy...I'm just scared to face her after all the pain I've caused her.."

"Well you need to man up. If you aren't gonna win her back, at least make things right with her."

I walked out of his room, without a word and went into my bathroom to take a shower.

He's right. Laura is the girl for me, and I need her in my life. I have to fight for her.

Once I come out of the shower, I dress in a tux and go to Riker's room.

"I'm going with you." I tell him.

"Let's go." He nods.
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1 hour later...

Laura's POV

"Miss Marano you're on in 5.." I hear in my earpiece.

I'm so excited for this concert. My Californians are here! The familiar air feels great. But I'm bombarded by my memories with Ross too... And that feels..bad. It hurts.

As I'm being raised up to the stage I hear chanting.

"LAURA LAURA LAURA LAURA!!!!!"

I smile and speak into the microphone. "Hello Los Angeles! Is my hometown ready to have some fun tonight?!"

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2 hours later....

Riker and I split up right when we got to the concert.

He went to go find Vanessa and I was admiring Laura's voice.

Her first set ended, and I took this time to talk to her.

I snuck backstage and approach her.

"Laura." I say.

She turns and her eyes are filled with shock.

"I need to speak with.."

"No! I told I don't want to see you."

"Please.." I say and grab her arm.

"No," she says, and runs off.

I run after her.

When she realizes in following her, she breaks out, full sprint.

She runs to the busy private parking lot and I follow right behind her.

As we're running, I'm too focused on catching up to her that i don't pay attention to my surroundings.

She turns around, to see if I'm gaining on her (which I am) and her eyes widen.

She stops and screams. "Move!"

I turn and see a black car speeding down the road and soon the car's headlights begin to consume my eyes.

I feel a push from the side and I fall in the concrete, face first.

I groan and shakily get up.

"What.." I say and turn to see Laura's body on the street, almost lifeless.

"No.." I say and run towards her.

I reach her and see that she is unconscious, a long cut across her forehead and blood covering her entire body.

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