Heyyyyy guys.

Some I'm here to inform you that I've been busy lately along with a few other reasons why I haven't updated lately.

And because if that I've put a few of your Fav books ON HOLD such as 'Immortal', 'Wild Hearts' and 'Rewrite the stars'

The reason why is because, I'm really busy trying to prepare my school for nursing school, Wattpad is constantly on maintenanceanf most of all because of most of the books and I don't have a schedule it's hard to safe which to update and also BECAUSE IM A LAZY ASS.

I really wanted to update them together but I don't want u guys to become confused so I've decided to hold them up until I finished this book.

OFC I've had a few persons ask me to update at least a chapter on a book I haven't in a while and depending on, I would do it.

I'm also working on a new book called 'LAURA' and I thinks it's pretty awesome

Do here's a sneak peak

Ross' POV
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From the very first day i met her, eighteen years ago, she had always been a rebel.

At the age of four, wearing short jeans jumper -showing off a sponge-bob band-aid on her knee- a yellow and orange stripped jersey inside, with her brown hair in a ponytail; she had gotten away from home, follow-ing her brother and I -four years older than her- to the park and was calling us Scary pants and daring us to jump off the swing while it was in mid-air.

"Go home Laur." Had sighed Nate, her brother and my new best friend.

At school, Nate had told me all about his annoying little sister, who stole his toys instead of playing with her dolls and refused to learn what personal space meant.

He said, once, when his dad had told him not to look at scary movies and he had still snuck one into his room, she came barreling in, basically black-mailing him into letting her watch with him or else she was going to tell their dad. He said she had sat watching with wide else but not once had she coward away.

As the years went by, Nate and I's friendship grew strong and we were frequently at each others house until the visits to my house became more regular than mine to his. Then one day when we were ten he had confessed his parents were fighting regularly. Not just the arguing. literally fighting, physically.

One summer night, two years later when we were twelve,Laura eight At eleven PM, during a rain storm, my parents and I were sat around the fire place wrapped in blankets as we eat pizza watch-ing old movies when our door-bell rang.

I remembered my parents exchanging curious glances as my mother said "who in the name of love could be that, at this hour."

My father was the the one to use the peep hole before muttering "Dear God." As he had swung our front door open.

There, standing in front of our door front in the pouring rain with soaked clothes was my best friend as he carried Laura on his back, her head resting on his shoulders as the rain continued pouring on them.

Standing in shock, I remembered watching as my mother and father sprung into action, my dad pulling him inside and locking the door, as my mother pried laura off of his back. The rain was so loud that it was only now that she was inside that her cries could be heard as my mother rushed off with her upstairs.

Nate stood trembly in the hall my dad asking what happened. His lips quivered as tears streamed from his red eyes to already wet from the rain cheeks. His lips quivering as he mumbled. "M-mom."

I hadn't told my parents that Nate's mom and dad were fighting so dad kept asking what happened but from just the word
'Mom' my twelve year old mind was rilling the worst possible scenarios.

" mom and dad were fighting again, they were cursing and mom was s-scattering plates everywhere. Dad was shouting and L-laura was screaming for them to s-stop. Then-" He broke down and my dad had held him as I ran to his side.

"Bring him to the kitchen."

Dad had said as he had walked away to fetch a towel for him.

I held unto my bestfriend. This time not scared that I was hugging a guy, and it was totally uncool for a dude. My best friend was hurt. And that was all that had mattered.

When my father had returned he continued.

"Then,Laur ran up to m-mom, c-cause she threw a cup at dad. And Laur, bit her leg...A-and mom... S-she slapped her her away on her face a-and called her a 'little bitch' then dad fought mom cause she hit laur. Then Mom screamed and ran up the stairs and packed her clothes while dad got drunk in the backyard."

After my dad got the entire story he called 911 my mom returned downstairs with Laura and placed her on the sofa in the living room as mom went upstairs with Nate to change him out of his wet clothes.

While dad was reporting what happened to the police, and mom upstairs with Nate. Laura and I were left Alone in the living room.

Her hair was slightly damp as mom had changed her into one of my old sweat pants that had to be rolled up and my old knitted sweater I had gotten for Christmas from my grandma.

Thinking back, that was actually the first time a girl had ever worn my clothes years before I even got my first girlfriend.

Laura Marano had been a few of my first with her unfearing heart. Than had me, a guy, four years older than her looking like I couldn't do shit.

I remembered being scared to approach her. Because Laura had only ever spoken to me with authority and mischief glinting in her eyes. Now, this was a completely different side. Usually she needed me to get the chocolate chip cookies on the self that she was too short to reach ,when she needed me to help persuade her brother or if she blackmailed Nate and I into doing something.

Now she was this crying and vulnerable little girl and I didn't know how to comfort her

So when she had crawled off the sofa, and walked to me before jumping up on the sofa besides me with a blanket in hand and snuggled up to my side throwing her tiny legs on my lap, I was left in shock. Even more when she wrapped her arms around my waist pulling her tiny body flushed against mine.

I also remembered her small whimpers as I slowly wrapped my arms around her tiny body.

She had always been tiny, so I'm sure it really was no problem for Nate give his little sister a piggy back ride all the way to my house.

My eyes had drifted to her cheeks were , a God awful mark of a large hand had printed against her cheek. Without my realizing my hand that wasn't around her back and waist crept up and my finger tips grazed the mark. She had flinched before her large eyes had fluttered opened and connected with me.

Even to this day, I could remember the hurt and pain that reflected from her large brown eyes. And it was that day that I swore to protect Laura Marano with my life.

But it wasn't as if she had made that easy.

After these events Nate and Laura lived two and a half years with my parents and I, until her father got himself Back together.

In these two years much hadn't change minus Laura's personality. She had slowly became this quiet, Yet outspoken broken kid and it didn't help that neither Nate nor Laura spoke about what happened that night, other than to the therapist my parents had gotten for them. But no one else.

When he did eventually got himself back together, they moved back in with their father and we didn't know yet but Laura was like a Bomb. Just waiting for the count down to explode

By the time Nate and I were off to college Laura was fourteen and was already drinking alcohol way more than Nate or I did. She constantly denied it but I knew she smoked and even frequently did drugs.

Nate and his father were constantly worried about her and it had began to affect his studies and even when I offered to help him he declined but I knew laura was wearing him out.

One night, in my third year of college I'd gotten a call around one AM during my studying. Picking up my phone and answering without looking at the ID because of my tiredness I was surprised at the voice that answered.

"Hello?"

No one answered for a few seconds only for to hear heavy breathing then "Ross."

I remembered my blood running cold at the sound of her voice and I knew something was wrong.

"Laura what's wrong?" I asked scrambling off my dorm bed shoving my shoes and a jacket on even if I didn't know what I was doing or where she was.

I found out she had sneaked off to a party and she didn't went on but something was most definitely wrong.

"Please, don't tell Nate."

I froze in my position from looking for my car key.

"Laura I have to he's your brother he'll be wor-"

"Not if he doesn't know. So please Ross ju-just come for me. I need you Ross."

With that I released a sigh and ran out the door.

I had to sneak my way out the dorms that night, still got caught by the dorm manager and begged him to let me go after telling him it's an emergency.

When I found Laura, it was as was if i was in a Tyler Perry movie, she was in a phone booth as the ran poured. I had ran through the ran and fetched her out as she was half naked.

When I did bring her into my car she was shaking from the cold as she brought her feet up and curled into a ball in my passenger seat. On instinct, I had removed my T shirt from from my body and shoved it on her, turning up my heater to keep her hot.

That night I didn't return to my dorm room, instead I went to my home where my parents were away and kept laura wrapped in my arms the entire night.

She had told me that someone had attempted to rape her but she didn't want to file charges.

That night, she kissed me.

That night she confessed that she had feelings for me.

That night, I broke her heart.

And after that night, I hadn't seen her for she ran away from home.

We tried finding her. We looked for her everywhere.

It killed me that it was my fault after I told Nate and her dad what happened. They assured me that it wasn't my fault and that laura was always threatening to run away.

Now it's been six years since I've last seen her, I'm twenty six years old sitting in the hospital, crying my eyes out as I read the list of things my best friend wanted to do before he died.

But, he was too late.

Cancer, it ate at him single minute of the day for two years until his body gave up.

Mr. Marano was inside with the doctors correcting his son's death certificate as I sat reading Nate's bucket list.

And the first thing on his list didn't surprise me but it was almost impossible to do:

1. Find Laura.

LAURA. coming soon to wattpad.

So what do u guys think about it?

Also I need cover picture I don't have any for it.

So if u have any cover u made for it or any of the books in general u can get on of Twitter as @RauraXLyrics

I love you guy

Also my baby is poking amazeballs at the golden globes

..and this cutie