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Chapter 22

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"I mean, if the relationship can't survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for the short term?"

― Nicholas Sparks

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Picture: Ross and Skylar asleep on the couch

Video: Energy By Keri Hilson

Skylar's POV

—BANG—

I open my eyes from the sudden bang to see that, I'm in mine and Ross' living room, in our house. hhh? I get up and look around everything is so familiar from the other night, wait one minute. I turn my head to the clock and it read 3.36am. Was all that a dream then? Of course, that was one messed up dream. That's what you get for watching a Twilight marathon by yourself. God I am such a messed up person, which crazy person would ever dream of people's eyes that change and guys that smell girls to calm their nerves.Wow, it's amazing what the mind can come up with 

..and how special I am.  Maybe it was 'first day of senior school that your high school bully is now currently my boyfriend and  fiancée and I am afraid what people will think' jitters. Anyway I am so tired.

 Forgetting all that crazy messed up dream. I got up and realised two things, one; I have school in lesson then 4 hours, and two: WHERE'S ROSS? I get up to run up the stairs but I trip over a big log of what turns out to that very boy I was looking for. I fall flat front on my face still trying to register the fact that he's here. He is snuggled to the couch on the floor with only his boxers on, awwweee, he looks so cute. He slept with me. Kinda- maybe the 'BANG' sound was him falling of the couch. I get up and put the fallen pieces of blonde hair behind my ears and get up. I immediately pull down my baggy but comfy grey off the shoulder sweater, so that my pink sponge bob panties aren't shown- even though no ones here that can see them. It's just a reflex.

I kneel down to Ross and rock his body to try and wake him up 'subtly' but he wouldn't budge. Come on this is Ross Lynch. He can sleep through anything and everything, that would include; when I rolled over him and took a shower and then I tripped over him and created an equally loud bang that he made when he fell. Come on the guy didn't even wake up when he fell! That's gotta say something!

I pull him up from his arms but it doesn't exactly work out, It makes him think that 'his teddy is falling from the bed' so what does he do, wraps his arms around my chest snuggles me under his chin with goofy looking smile on his face. I am literally on top of him, like I'm not touching the floor. All my body weight is rested on him, I feel kinda happy that this physical 'change' in me is reflecting me in all sorts of ways. I reach up from his death grip in hope that I could get a pillow so that I could put in behind his body and protect it from the hard wood floor, also so his back doesn't hurt that much tomorrow, but you guys knowing my luck his 'teddy bear' was again 'being pulled away from him' so he tighten his grip and groaned. "Stay Still" he groaned in hoarse voice whist he tried to get comfort again, meaning that he pulled away from the sofa and turned so I was on my back and he was on his side. AGGGHHH! After coming to the conclusion that I will not be able to escape his death grip of a hug, mostly due the fact that Ross is the worst person to sleep with. When he came to teddy bears.

—-Flashback—-

"come on Sky, give her back" he pleaded as he extended his hand for me to return his precious item. "Oh so it's a her" I said in a mockingly shocked tone. I tired to concentrate my eyesight on the object in my hand whilst I steal glances of Ross' facial expression. "I thought you would have outgrown her" I laughed remembering the brown medium sized bear that was in my hands. "I have" he muttered trying to snatch from my grip, I placed it outside the window and he halted his step. Ross knew I was not a person to bluff, his eyes would refuse to never leave my hand as I waved his possession in the air  "Sky, that's not cool, I have had her ever since I was 4" his pleading eyes burnt through my hand. I thought I would tease him a bit. "I thought I was the only girl you sleep with" I childishly said slowly trying for my voice to resemble a 4 year old. "You are but I need her to sleep with, If I don't have her.." he trailed off looking at the ground with a pout on his cute lushest lips. I couldn't stop my face from saddening, my legs from walking towards the teddy bears owner. "I'm sorry, I didn't know she meant so much to you" I rested my hand on his shoulder and offered his teddy bear back to him. 

"Thanks" he muttered and took it from me and grumpily walked away from me. Moving on to bed time, he was still ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder I tried my hardest to get him to talk to me but he refused to listen. I got to breaking point because my conscience always knows that I always screw things up for myself. Why couldn't life just like me? I cuddled up to the pillow that rested by the cold hard wall. I silently let the tears fall until I got a headache from my cries. I turned my head to see Ross sitting on the edge of the bed looking at his bear, turning it , flipping it around- looking at her form and colour. I stood up and just looked at him, a few minutes went by and I realised that bear meant so much more to him then I thought.. I never had anything like that, everything had always got taken away from me.. My homework, my friends, my dad. I'm just a repellent. 

I got tired looking at his back so I got up and walked downstairs to sleep on the couch. I snuggle into the couch with my face buried into the cushions of our plush sofa. A few minutes I realised that there was this warmth coming from somewhere, I turned my head to see his blonde hair scattered on his face. I looked at how he locked his arms around my waist.. and no teddy bear. "Where's your teddy bear Ross?" I asked guilty and concerned. His eyelids kept their close and he mumbled a "She's right here" his breathe tickled my back. "I realised that I don't need her anymore when I have you" he continued.

——Flashback ended—-

I smiled then closed my eyes, letting my head rest on his neck. I just wanted to enjoy the moment now so when school comes and I can daydream about this very moment... AGHHHH! school! but hey that's future Skylar's problems.. 

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Sorry for not updating but I was busy and yeah...

Sorry for short chapter but yeah...

Sorry that I'm not sorry for the 'dream'..

told you it wasn't a supernatural story...

love yar Megan

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