If This Is Love: 29 | Study Study Study
| Laura Renae |
| The Next Morning (July 22nd, 2017) |
I couldn't help but smile the second my eyes fluttered opened. I was tangled up in the sheets, Ross beside me with his own body tangled up in the sheets and his hair everywhere. He was laying on his stomach, his head facing away from me, and I honestly wanted to remember this moment for forever. The smile on my face would not fade away for awhile, that's one thing I knew. Deciding it was best not to wake up Ross, I sneak out of bed and head over to the bathroom to take a shower. I kept the shower short, mostly just rinsing my body and not washing my hair. Once I got out, I wrapped a towel around my body and walked out of the bathroom, seeing Ross still fast asleep. Just for now, I grab the shirt I was suppose to wear to bed and throw it on, then grab a clean pair of normal underwear to throw on. I grab the hotels blanket and head to the balcony with my phone, gently sliding the door shut. I FaceTime Rydel.
"Are you alone?" I ask, the second I see her face pop up. Her hair was in her bun with a scrunchie, and I'm positive she had on her pajamas still.
"Yup. Ellington is on a hike or something." She tells me. "Why, what's up?"
"Promise me you will keep this a secret." I say, sitting on the single chair out here.
"Okay." She replies, shrugging her shoulders. She sets her phone down and sits at her dining room table.
"Ross and I had sex last night." I tell her, getting straight to the point. Her eyes widen at my words. "I know." I whisper, nodding my head. "It actually happened."
"Holy... oh my gosh." She mumbles. "Was it good?" She asks.
"Oh yeah." I reply, smiling and nodding my head a few times. "Pretty amazing." I add.
"I really want to ask for details, but it's my brother." She says, scrunching up her nose. "Ah, screw it. I told you everything with Ellington and you kept your nasty faces to a minimum." She's not wrong. "How'd you start off?" She asks, a smile growing on her face. My smile only widened.
"We got back from Comic Con and he unzipped my top because well, I couldn't reach it. And then he started kissing my neck-" She scrunches up her nose again. "But then Marc called and we had to stop." I tell her, earning a small laugh from her. "And then after they hung up and I was changed into his shirt from the night before, we went back to kissing. Before anything happened though, we talked about it because we were both really nervous." I tell her. "Is that weird? To talk about it?" I ask her.
"Uh, I don't know. Ellington and I didn't really talk about it right before we did it..." She trails off. "What exactly did you talk about?" She asks.
"Just being inexperienced and how I didn't want to be bad and have him disappointed if I couldn't... return the favors, you know?" I say, shrugging my shoulders. "He was very sweet about it and told me that it's sort of a you learn as you go type of thing. The more you do it the more you know what feels right and stuff. It was actually reassuring and him saying he was nervous took a lot of weight off my shoulders." I explain.
"I guess that's not that weird." She replies. "Are you going to go on birth control?" She asks me.
"Uh, yeah. We talked about that too." I mumble. "Is it weird to talk about that with him?"
"Not really. It's a safe thing to have and he should know so no, it's not weird." I nod my head. "Wow, this is insane." She whispers. "You finally had sex, with my brother, and you're FaceTiming me right after." She says.
"What? No, we had sex last night, Rydel. I told you that! I've already showered. He's just still asleep." I tell her. "Is it weird if you don't cuddle after... after having sex?" I ask. "Like, we kinda did for maybe five minutes, but then we both kinda just moved away and we both fell asleep quick." I explain.
"Uh, not a lot of people do because you're kind of sweaty and nasty. So not cuddling right after is definitely a normal things to do." Nodding, it made me feel a little better. "When are you guys coming back?" She asks.
"Ummm, I think Mark is flying down at five? So maybe around six or something. I have to study tonight and tomorrow morning before my finals, though." I tell her.
"Are you staying with my parents, yours, or Ellington and me?" She asks.
"My parents. Just because I'm leaving to film a movie and they want to see me since we just got off tour." I tell her. "I'm sure Ross will come with me, too." She rolls her eyes.
"Of course he will." I smile wide. "Alright, get back to your lover boy. I need to shower and get ready so I can go pick up some groceries." She tells me.
"Alright. I'll text you later or something." I tell her. "Bye, Dell's." I say.
"Bye!" I hang up, letting out a content sigh. I look around for a minute before standing up and heading back inside. Ross stirs as I shut the door, but doesn't quite wake up. Smiling, I walk over to his side of the bed and sit down by his stomach. I take my hand and run my fingers through his hair, continuing to do so while I watch a small smile appear on his face. I lean down and press a kiss to his cheek.
"Good morning." I whisper, kissing his cheek again. He takes a deep breath and latches an arm around my waist.
"Cuddle with me." He mumbles, not opening his eyes.
"You'll fall back asleep and we have to meet Marc in a couple hours. You, my friend, need a shower." I tell him, keeping my voice quiet.
"We can at least cuddle for a little." He pretty much whines.
"Babe, you're butt ass naked. I will not cuddle under the covers with you when you're completely naked and I'm not." I say.
"Then strip, my lady." His eyes still haven't opened, but I knew he knew I rolled my eyes at that. "Then grab me a pair of underwear." He adds. I stand up and head for his suitcase, grabbing the first fresh pair and walking back over to him. He sighs and puts them on under the covers, then lifts the covers up for me to get under. I was excepting to have me lay with my head on his chest, but he chose the spooning route. My backside presses against his front side, our legs bending together and his arm looping around my waist. His chin touches the top of my head and he cuddles into his pillow.
"I love you." I whisper.
"I love you, too." He mumbles.
"It's you're fault we were late, Ross." I mumble, opening the hotel room door. "If you hadn't insisted to cuddle we wouldn't have fallen back asleep. Then we would've been to lunch on time and not make Marc wait over forty minutes. Forty minutes, Ross. That's terrible." I tell him, sitting down on the bed.
"Bean, it's fine. He was on a phone call for a half hour with one of his new projects. He's a nice guy, I know for a fact he understood. We just got done touring and actually had a good bed to sleep on, it's totally normal for someone to oversleep." He says, shrugging his shoulders. "He doesn't care, I made sure." I sigh and watch as he sits down next to me on the bed. "Stop stressing out." He whispers, beginning to rub out my shoulder. I close my eyes and turn my back towards him so he could keep doing it. "Why don't we stay in here for the rest of the days so you can study some more and I can look through some emails from my agent and stuff. My dad said he'd text me when he lands."
"Okay." I whisper. "Um, I'm planning on staying at my parents tonight and tomorrow night. Are you okay with staying with me?" I ask him.
"Of course I am." He replies. "After your finals, lets go out to celebrate." He says.
"What if my parents want to do the same thing?" I ask him.
"Then the four of us will go out to celebrate." He tells me. "It can be a dinner or something." He adds. "Just something fun and nice before you leave us for a month." I frown at his words. "Hey, if it gets really bad, tell me and I'll fly down as soon as I can, okay?" Nodding, I lay back in bed. "I have something that can cheer you up." He tells me, a little grin appearing on his face. I raise my eyebrows up at him and get up on my elbows, staring at his beautiful face. He leans over and presses a soft kiss to my lips.
"As much as I love your kisses, I don't think that'll cheer me up." I quietly tell him.
"That's not my way of cheering you up, bean." He tells me, a small chuckle escaping his perfect lips. "You can either study for your finals a little bit longer and I'll keep myself entertained, or I can give you a neck and back rub for a little while and then we go back to Comic Con if we have time." He tells me.
"I like the second option." I whisper.
"I figured." He whispers back. Ross andI both stand up and I gratefully take off my jeans and replace them with a pair of cotton shorts I brought, and then take off my shirt. Ross just strips down into his underwear and even goes as far and taking my bra off for me.
"Please tell me why you always insist on giving me neck rubs and back rubs with my shirt off?" I question, letting him sit on the bed against the headboard. He stretches his legs out into a slight straddle and I sit in between his legs, my back to him.
"When you go get professional massages, you're completely naked. I'm pretty much a professional, therefore you should have no shirt on." He tells me. I roll my eyes before closing them, feeling his fingers beginning to rub my skin. "Jesus, bean. You're really tense." He mumbles.
"No shit, Sherlock." I mutter, trying to relax. "No sleep and college classes will do that to you." I add.
"Damn." He whispers. For awhile, he rubs out my neck. Like, really rubs it. Rubs it out to the point where I'm moaning and groaning because it feels so good. And every time, Ross chuckles."Want to do your back now?" He asks me.
"Okay." I whisper, already leaning forward to lay down. Ross, as carefully as he could, sits down on my butt and doesn't waste any time before kneading out my back as well. "You're the best person ever." I breathe out. "You're so flipping amazing and talented and good at everything you do and I love you and I'm going to go crazy without you for three plus weeks and I'm sorry I've been emotional lately but school is just ugh and I get that you're probably fed up with me too but you're handling me being bitchy pretty well so thank you for that because I truly don't know what I'd do if you weren't my best friend or in my life in general so-"
"Bean, I get it." He laughs. "And you're suppose to be relaxing, not a rambling mess." I sigh and try to relax again. "If you want, you can study after this." He tells me.
"Okay." Was all I could think of to say. I really needed to up my game in this relationship. The amount of times Ross has been there for me whether emotionally or physically is insane. I honestly don't know how to do these kind of things for him. Do I buy him a gift? I feel like he won't accept it considering it's not his birthday or Christmas. But what the hell do I do? I don't deserve the guy whatsoever.
"Why are you tensing up?" He asks me quietly.
"Just thinking." I murmur.
"Stop overthinking." He tells me.
"I'm not overthinking." I reply.
"You always overthink." Well, he's not wrong. I sigh and take a deep breath, trying to focus on this amazing back rub.
"You sure you don't want any dinner?" My mom asks. Ross and I got back around an hour ago and since then, we both have been sitting in the living room with my parents just talking and catching up.
"I'm good. I'm gonna go study for a little in my room, though." I tell them. "Feel free to have dinner, babe." I say, standing up. I ruffle Ross' hair as I walk towards the hall.
"Well, Ross... what would you like for dinner?" I head my mom ask. I walk to my room, shutting the door behind me, and immediately change into sweats and a t-shirt without a bra. I grab my laptop, my few textbooks, and my notebook before taking a seat on my bed. On purpose, I left my phone out in the living room so I could, for the most part, be distraction free. Plus, I knew Ross was hungry and I know he's not shy in front of my parents, so I knew he'd be alright with staying out there with them instead of bugging me.
For almost three hours, I went distraction free. I reread over all my notes, looked over my flash cards I had made halfway through tour five times, almost memorized everything word for word, and even had time to reread my notes again. That all stopped one Ross opened up my bedroom door. He had a smile on his face and had my phone in his hand.
"Your parents are going to bed." He tells me, closing my bedroom door behind him. "I promise I won't distract you, I'll even sit on the floor." He tells me. I smile and shake my head, closing my laptop.
"No, you're good. I think I might explode if I study anymore." I tell him, already standing up to put everything on top of my dresser. Before Ross sits down, I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his neck, letting him lift me up off the floor for a hug. He tightly wraps his arms around my torso and I waste no time wrapping my legs around his body. Resting my chin on his shoulder, I let out a content sigh and close my eyes.
"You alright?" He asks me softly.
"Yeah, I'm alright." I whisper. "Just wanted a hug is all." I add, just as quiet. "I need to leave here by seven thirty." I tell him. Ross groans at my words and I feel him take a few steps. He sits down on my bed, not loosening his grip around me. I couldn't help but smile.
"I think Rocky or Ryland are picking me up at ten." He mumbles. "Your dad's having breakfast with a friend and he said he's leaving at like, eight or eight thirty. And your mom said she has a meeting with the studio at nine." He tells me.
"You can take my house key to lock up once you leave." I say, knowing exactly why he was telling me that. He was going to most likely wake up alone in my parents house and he obviously doesn't have a key. I pull my head away, keeping my arms loosely wrapped around his neck as I do so. "I love you." I whisper, looking him straight in the eyes.
"I love you, too. Ya, dork." He tells, taking a hand from off my waist and pushing my glasses up for me. I scrunch up my nose, only to have them fall back down. I laugh the slightest and Ross playfully rolls his eyes and pushes them back up for me. Gently, he presses his lips against mine for a quick peck. I frown when he pulls away. He grunts as he stand up. I squeal and grip him tightly and laugh as my back hits the bed. He crawls up further, my head landing on the pillows and his body hovering over mine. I didn't unwrap my legs from around him, but I drop my arms from around his neck. "Wanna have some fun?" He whispers. "As a good luck for your finals?" He questions.
"Babe, my parents are literally across the hall. I don't think they'd enjoy hearing their daughter having sex with her boyfriend." I quietly tell him. He frowns at me, clearly getting that he and I can't do that again until we're alone, which we won't be for who knows how long. I run my fingers through his hair, getting his little hair out of his eyes and keep my hand on his head so his hair doesn't fall back down.
"This next month and a half is going to suck." He mumbles. "We won't get alone time until the fucking European tour." He mutters. "Why the hell do we both have to be homeless at the moment and stuck living with our parents?" I chuckle and let his hair go. I lift my head and press a kiss against his forehead.
"We can always get a hotel." I wink. He raises his eyebrows up at me. "I'm kidding. We're not getting a hotel just to have sex in." He frowns again. "We'll find alone time, Ross. Maybe not for... that, but for private moments." He shakes his head. "I'm sure your parents would want to go out to dinner and I'm sure we can convince Rocky and Ryland to leave for a little while. It shouldn't be too hard." He sighs right before pressing his lips against mine.
"Then we'll get teased to no end." He whispers once he pulls away.
"Alright fine. Then you gotta do the deed yourself for the next two months, my friend." I tell him, a smirk on my face. He drops his face into the crook of my neck, snuggling himself into me.
"Or you can do the deed for me." He mumbles into my skin. I run my fingers through the back of his hair.
"Hmmm... I'll think about it." I whisper. Ross chuckles against my skin and I couldn't help but smile. "You're crushing me, you know that?" I breathe out. Ross lifts himself back up, his arms on either side of me so he could support his own weight again. "I really need to go to bed." I whisper.
"I know." He sighs. "I just know that once we're asleep we only have one full day together left." He tells me. I give him a sad smile. "Can we stay up late tomorrow night?" He asks me.
"I can try." I whisper. I finally unwrap my legs from around him and he sits down beside me. "I have to go wash my face and brush my teeth." I say. He sighs and nods his head, slowly following me to the bathroom down the hall. The two of stare at each other through the mirror as we brush our teeth, having a little mini competition to see who will last longer brushing their teeth. I won, and I earned an eye roll from him. I then washed my face while he peed, and after I washed my face I peed while Ross went back to my room. Once I got back to my room, Ross was under the covers without a shirt on, and I'm assuming just in his underwear, with his phone close to his face as he most likely scrolled through Twitter.
"Are we actually going to bed?" Ross asks, the second I set my glasses on my nightstand.
"I need to try." I whisper, taking off my sweats. I get under the covers, immediately cuddling up into Ross' warm body. I legit curl myself up against him, my legs tangling with his and my head resting on his chest to look at his phone with him. Luckily, his phone was a decent distant from his face that I could actually clearly see his phone. As I guessed it, he was scrolling through his Twitter. "Did you enjoy last night?" I ask. "We never like, really talked about it." I mumble.
"Did I enjoy hearing you moan my nam-" I hit his chest and he breaks out laughing. "Bean, of course I enjoyed it. Why the hell wouldn't I?" He asks me?
"Was I bad?" I ask. He chuckles and my entire body vibrates. "This isn't funny, Ross."
"You were amazing, and I'm not lying. If I could, mostly because you said we couldn't, I'd fuck you right now." Again, I slap his chest.
"This is why I never talk about sex stuff around you." I mumble, suddenly wanting to uncurl myself around him.
"Bean, I don't know what you want me to say. Yes, I enjoyed it. I fucking loved it. I'm being serious about doing it again right now. Hell, I could do it all day every day-"
"Okay okay, I get it." I whisper. "And if you were wondering... you were good too."
"Just good? Ouch, bean. I give you amazing and tell you I'd do it all day every day and all I get is a good?" He asks.
"Okay fine, you were amazing." I mutter. "Now shhh, I'm going to bed." I whisper.
"Fine." He whispers. I watch as he lowers his phone brightness all the way and I cuddle further into him. "In case I don't wake up to you getting up in the morning, good luck on your finals. I know you'll ace them. And I promise, the second they're done, you better fucking believe we're celebrating." He tells me.
"I should be done around noon." I say. "Possibly one." I add. "And thanks, babe. I love you."
"I love you, too." He whispers, pressing a kiss to my hair. "Get some sleep." I take a deep breath and get comfy once more, letting myself fall asleep while Ross stays on his phone.
• sorry for not updating last week! i just finished up school this last tuesday and i'm officially on break!! but i still have gymnastics practices so who knows what will happen. anyways, don't forget to vote, comment something sweet, and follow me!
-rydelly_belly💜