We'll Have Our Little Secret

Chapter 37- You Think Too Much

I walk over and sit down on the bench, and wrap my arms around myself again. I guess I beat Ross here.

I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket, and I pull it out to see that it's Hannah.

"Hello?" I ask into the phone.

"Laura! I have the most blessed news!" She says and she sounds like she's nearly jumping on the other end of the phone.

"What?" I ask starting to get excited myself.

"Jack get's to go home!" She yells through the phone, and a smile spreads across my face.

"That's amazing!!" I yell back through the phone.

"When!?" I ask before letting her speak again.

"He said in about 3 weeks. He's trying to get everything set up back at home so he can continue cancer treatments back there. The doctor says that everything is looking good, and that the cancer is slowly starting to decrease! He said if it stays like this, the cancer could be gone in a year!" She yells again. I feel like I'm about to cry, and I'm sure Hannah has already flooded the hospital with her tears.

"Hannah, that's so amazing." I say and I can hear her laughing on the other end.

"Well, I'll see you later tonight, so be safe!" She yells through the phone again. I guess she noticed I left. I laugh a little.

"Alright." I say, and with that, I hang up. That's when I notice Ross walking towards me with his head down staring at his feet as he walks.
You can do this.

He comes closer, and he finally gets to the point that he's right in front of me. I stand up, and he looks up at me. The first thing I notice are his eyes. Those beautiful, deep brown eyes.
You can do this.

"Hey." He says. I sigh a little not knowing what to say yet, so I just say the same thing.

"Hey."

"How are you?" He asks.

"I'm good. So is Jack." I say trying to change the subject away from myself.

"Yeah. I go and visit him a lot." He says. That makes a sharp pain go down my spine.

"Oh." I say, and he nods. I take off my jacket, or his jacket, and I reach it out towards him. He stares at it for a minute, confused.

"Your jacket." I say. He still doesn;t move.

"I forgot to give it back to you a long time ago." I explain and he rolls his eyes. A habit he caught on from me.

"Laura don't be foolish. Put the stupid jacket on before you freeze." He says. I throw the jacket on the bench, refusing to put it back on.

"I'm fine." I say.

"Whatever." He says looking over at the hospital.

"What did you want to talk about?" He asks after a minute trying to break the ice.

"I just wanted to give you your jacket." I say with a small smile.

"Laur I don't have much time." He says. I stare at him for a miute before saying something back.

"Why?" I ask.

"Why what?" He says back.

"Why do you have to leave so soon?" I ask. He just stands there.

"Metting up with someone?" I ask.

"No." He says defending himself, but it sounded like he was lying.

"I'm sure you're getting ready to go on a date to meet up with your new girlfriend." I say noticing how nicely dressed he was.

"Go ahead." I say turning around to start to walk away, but he grabs my hand making me turn back around, and I jerk my hand back and look at him.

"Laura I know I might have overreacted some a week ago on the thing about you and Dylan, and in your eyes I'm the bad guy but here you are doing the exact same thing." He said. I knew he was right, but I didn't want to admit it to myself.

"Just go. I'm done talking." I say turning around again and he runs in front of me to stop me.

"Well I'm not." He says. I roll my eyes at him.

"The reason why I have to leave so early is because I have a plane to catch to go back home. The reason why I'm dressed so nice is because I was getting to see you. " He says. I just stand there staring at him.

"Now explain to me Laura why the heck I would have another girlfriend when the past week all I've done is try and get you back?" He asks. I still don't answer him.

"That's like a monkey who's in love with a banana goes after a peach as soon as it drops it by accident." He says not really making sence at all, and I know he said it on porpose. I smile a little but I immediately push it back.

"Then why are you going home?" I ask.

"Don't you think you'd go home too if you knew you couldn't take knowing that someone who you care about doesn;t even want to talk to you?" He asks calmer. He says it slow, and with feeling. His words cut me deep.

"Now why don't you say what you came to say." He says. I sigh.
Just do it.

"I want to know why you did what you did." I say. He stares at me silent this time.

"Why you blew up on me and wouldn't even give me a chance to explain." I say. He looks down at his feet and kicks a rock backwards.

"Because I was upset. We haden't talked for days, and I missed you like crazy. I didn't call you first because I thought you might be busy with Jack. Then when I heard that Dyla's voice-"

"Dylan." I say knowing he said a girl name instead on pourpose.

"Right." He says with a smirk.

"I just didn't know what to think. I freaked out, and I let my anger get the best of me. I've regreted it ever since I hung up the phone." He says finally looking up and locking eyes with me.

It gets quiet, and he takes a step closer to me.

"You have no idea how sorry I am." He says. I sigh.

"Now, can I ask you something?" He says. Without me even saying yes, he continues on.

"Are we good?" He asks. I just stare at him.

"Ross...." And I trail off.

"Why?" He asks.

"Because everything with Jack, and then I have so much on my mind right now, and I can't concentrate hardly ever, and I don't have to time to talk to you or ever see you, and I don't want to-" Before I could even finish, He cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine.

I stand there for a moment, frozen. He puts his hands on my cheeks, and takes another step closer. I can feel his body heat radiating off of him, and start to make me warm. His kiss was just as passionate and warm as they've always been. He pulls away, not moving his hands, and stares at me.

"Laura, you overthink too much." He says and he goes right back in for another kiss.

And crazy as it might seem, I let him.