Chapter 68

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~Riley's POV~

I've missed being with Ross. He's not the same. He seems sad and depressed.

"Ross?" I said as I walked into his room.

He was laying on his bed with his hands behind his head. I noticed faint red lines across his muscular arms.

"What the hell is this?" I asked, grabbing his arms and looking at them closely.

"Nothing." he answered, pulling them away.

"Ross, you've been cutting yourself again!" I said as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"It was only a few times" he mumbled.

"Ross, you can't do this." I cried.

"I've been depressed lately and it's what I resorted to." Ross said as tears rolled down his face.

"No. Don't do this to me."

"I'm sorry. I'm so stupid Everyone hates me and I've had enough." Ross cried.

I scooted closer to him and put my arms around him. His arms snaked around my hips.

"We will get through this Ross. I'm here for you." I said.

"I'm sorry."

"I need to tell you something." I admitted.

"You can tell me anything."

"I think I'm ready for us to get back together." I said.

"Really?" Ross exclaimed.

"But, you have to ask me." I said.

Ross got up and went out into the hallway. He came back in and knelt on the floor. Ross flipped his hair to one side and looked me in the eyes.

"Riley, would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?" he asked.

"You're ridiculous." I giggled.

"So..."

"Yes." I said.

He got up and we started to lean in. Our lips were just about to touch when Ryland came into the room.

"Ryland!" Ross grumbled.

"What? I just need my phone." Ryland said, uplugging his phone from the wall and walking out.

"Where were we?" Ross asked with a smirk.

We leaned in and I smashed my lips to his. Ross' hands grabbed my hips and pulled me closer.

"Is anybody at your house?" Ross asked.

"No. Why?"

"Let's go." Ross said, pulling me with him.

He ran down the stairs and out his front door. Ross pulled me across the yards and into my house. He led me to the couch.

"Ross, just because we are back together, doesn't mean we are going to have sex." I said, understanding where this was going.

"I know you want me." he whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes but not for a while."

"Riley." Ross moaned, his body pushing me toward a wall. 

"Ross." I groaned as we hit the wall.

"I know you want it." Ross said, before starting to kiss my neck.

"Stop." I begged.

"Not until I get what I want."

"Do it." I moaned when his hips starting grinding against mine.

"Ask nicely."

"Please fuck me, Ross Shor Lynch." I begged.

"Your wish is my command."

¤Back at the Lynch household¤

"You guys back together?" Rocky asked me.

"Well, I guess." Ross said, scooting closer to me.

"YOU GUYS ARE BACK TOGETHER?!" Rydel squealed.

"Ya." I said.

"Are you guys going to stay together?" she asked.

"Yes." Ross said, smiling at me.

"Good." Rydel answered.

The rest of the family came to join us in the living room. Riker was kind of giving me funny looks but I didn't let it bother me.

"Let's go to my room." Ross whispered in my ear.

I nodded and he led us to his room.

"I need to tell you something." I said once the door was closed.

"You're pregnant, aren't you! I've been so careful."

"No, pretty sure I'm not." I said.

"How are you not sure?" Ross exclaimed.

"I'm not pregnant! Will you shut up so I can tell you?" I laughed.

"Sorry."

"Riker was giving me dirty looks when we were down there." I said.

"Ignore it."

"Wait, do you not want to have kids with me?" I asked, just realizing what he said.

"After we are married. Which will be soon." Ross said with a smile.

"How soon?"

"After we are done shooting season 4 of Austin and Ally and we know if there is a fifth season." he explained.

"Ok. I want to be married to you." I said, getting closer to him.

"I can't wait until I can call you mine forever."

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This was just kind of a filler chapter. Sorry that it is short. The book is slowly coming to an end. I'm thinking about a sequel...

-Hanna♡

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