Love at first Hate | ✔️

33 | "I'm here with my girlfriend."

"I'm here with my girlfriend."

Laura's POV

"Wow, I really do not remember last night.", Emma told me while rubbing her forehead. "It's all blurry."

"Well, considering the amount of alcohol you drank yesterday, that's pretty normal.", I told her while getting the cutting board out of the shelf.

We were currently preparing breakfast and everyone tried to help here and there.

"Whatever..", Emma mumbled before opening the fridge and looking inside. I mean there were just the groceries Dave bought yesterday for us before getting here.

I laughed shortly before realizing that I needed a bowl to put the things I cut into. I looked around before noticing that there were a few on the top shelf.

I reached my arms towards it and than tiptoed, hoping that I'll reach it that way but well, who am I kidding ? I couldn't reach it.

I heard a chuckle before I felt something pressing against my back and saw two arms reaching to the top shelf and getting the bowls effortlessly.

I turned around while the arms were still over me and saw that it was Ross. I looked up at him and realized how close we were. He on the other hand was looking up to the bowls and as soon as he put them down on the table he looked down and immediately stepped a step back.

"Short girl problems, huh ?", he said with a smirk.

I glared at him playfully before taking one of the bowl, holding it up for him to see, "Anyways, thank you."

I than put the things I cut into it and continued cutting before I saw from the corner of my eye that he leaned against the kitchen counter and was watching me.

I glanced shortly at him, "Doesn't anyone need help ?"

He shrugged before saying, "Not really... Hey, be careful with the knife.", while eyeing it.

I rolled my eyes playfully, "I think cutting is actually one of the few things I'm good at."

"How come ?", he asked while leaning back a little more only to look at my face.

Now it was my turn to shrug, "I don't really know.. It's probably because my family's often not home and I learned cooking by myself because of that.", I told him truthfully while glancing at him once again.

"Oh, alright. I mea- gosh, Laura, I told you to be careful.", he warned me while stepping closer towards me and take my finger to get a better look at the cut.

I got so distracted by him that I couldn't really focus on cutting and well, that resulted in me cutting myself. Gosh, this is so embarrassing considering how I was bragging about my cutting skills a second ago.

"I'm fine, it's only a small cut.", I told him while getting my finger out of his grip and smiling forcefully in pain. I mean, it did hurt a little but there was no point in making a huge deal out of it.

He rolled his eyes at me annoyed, "Stay right here.", before disappearing for a short while and coming back with a band aid in his hand.

I glanced at his face before I felt how he took my hand in his grip once again and pulled me towards the sink. After letting cold water clean the wound, he put the band aid on it, "There you go."

I was watching him the whole time and when he than suddenly looked up from my finger to me I immediately looked away.

I took my hand out of his grip and smiled at him shortly before showing him my finger, "Thank you.", before turning my back to him to get back to the cutting.