Changed // Raura

37.

OMIGOD.

I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while.

I've been dealing with my insomnia, crying over school stress, and I still am right now.

School stress and insomnia...

Let's just say I've been crying all night, and getting ZERO sleep.

So, that's the reason I haven't been updating.

Anyways, have you guy's heard of the app, "Talking Angela"?

Is it true that there is a hacker on it?

Everyone of my friends tell me that the app sends all my personal information to the hacker.

And also he can see me in my camera on my phone.

This is kind of scaring me...because I had the app.

I deleted it, but do you guys know if the rumor is true?

Hope you enjoy this chapter.

~

Kitty :'/

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Ross P.O.V

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" I exclaim into the phone, widening my eyes.

"YES! WE HAVE A GIG IN DETROIT NEXT FRIDAY!" Rydel screams.

"R5 is going to perform in front of a thousand people! I'll tell Laura the news!" I hang up and dash upstairs to Laura's bedroom.

I see Laura packing a suitcase, sniffling.

My excited smile turns into a concerned expression as I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her cheek.

"Why are you crying darling?"

She turns around, "I heard that your going to Detroit."

"Just to perform for a day, then i'll come back-"

She shakes her head and shoves me back a little, "Stop, you're making this too hard!"

I eye her with confusion, "What?"

She falls on her knees and sobs into her hands, "Ross, you're going to Detroit next Friday...that's the day," she pauses and I sit next to her, holding her hand and rubbing my thumb against her hand, "That's the day I leave for college in San Francisco."

I stare at her, "You're going to leave me?-"

"Don't say that! You're leaving me too!" She growls.

I frown, kissing her lips, "I know, I'm sorry. This gig could be a chance of a lifetime for R5. I have to take this. You know that."

"I'm sorry too, Ross. It's just, you know how school is important to me. We both will be out going after our dreams."

I nod, "I know."

After a period of silence, I break it, "So...does this mean we should break up?" My voice cracks.

"...I-I don't know. I mean, I'll be at college for 4 years-"

"YOU'LL BE AT COLLEGE FOR 4 YEARS?!" I screech.

"I thought you knew that already."

"NO! IF I DID, I WOULDN'T HAVE LET YOU PACK!"

"Ross, you can't decide whether I go to college or not!"

"Laura, you can't leave me for 4 years!"