A/N: Hey peeps. I'm really sorry for taking a week to update. I don't really have an excuse as to why...but here's the second chapter! Btw you're all so sweet I love you guys. One more thing, blame the song not me okay? okay. Enjoy

I don't own neither Ross, Laura, Raini or anything you might recognize

It has been almost three months since their breakup. He has tried calling her but she never picks up. It's like she deleted his number to ignore him. He also tried calling Vanessa, but that didn't work either, she just told him that Laura didn't want to talk to him. Ouch, he guesses the pain on the left side of his chest will never leave.

He's going to call Raini since she's still one of Laura's closest friends for the millionth time expecting her to pick up. At the second beep she does. Ross says, "Hey Raini, before you tell me that Laura doesn't want to talk to me I already know that", he hears her close her mouth which would be considered weird but he doesn't really care then continues, "I just wanted to ask you, how's she doing?" Raini can hear the sincere concern in her friend's voice and replies, "She's doing fine. At first she wasn't exactly what someone considers okay, but she's gotten better" He hears some hesitation in her voice but thinks nothing of it. He's just replaying the "she's doing fine" part. He thanks Raini and ends hangs up.

If what they had was actually real, how could she be fine when he's still tearing up about it? When just her name brings up every moment they shared together to his mind? When he tries to forget about it all, especially about her but can't?

For the past months alcohol has been his best friend. His liver is obviously going to pay the price of his broken self later, but he keeps drinking to numb his aching heart. He should leave their apartment and go stay with Riker or Rocky since they offered him that, but there are just too many memories here that he isn't sure yet if he wants to forget. It's stupid, he thinks but he can't bring himself to sell the apartment and try to move on.

For some random reason he decides to check Twitter. He grabs his phone, which was lying beside him on the sofa, and checks his Tweeter feed. He hasn't checked it since….. that day so he wasn't aware of what was going on. A couple of tweets were the usual ones telling him that he's hot and blah blah. He doesn't care about those. There are others that were tweeting him the same picture over and over. At first he hadn't noticed Laura was on it, but then he clicked on it and he wasn't sure if his mind was playing tricks on him or if the alcohol was making him see things. The picture was of Laura holding a guy's hand, while walking on a random street in LA.

If death by a broken heart existed, he would be already in heaven or hell, it didn't matter which, but you get the point. Three months. Three months, and she's already with a guy. It's all it took her to move on. A sudden thought passed through his mind, what if they started seeing each other sometime when he was on tour? He's making things up in his head and it's probably the alcohol, but it could be the case, who knows? Time to call Raini again. Probably a bad idea, since he's sort of drunk at the moment and he will probably not talk clearly, but he needs to find the answers to his questions.

He feels like it takes her hours to pick up when in reality it was actually five seconds, she asks him, "what now Ross?" He ignores her hostility and asks, "Is Laura seeing someone else? And don't lie to me Raini I just want to know"

"…..Yes she's seeing this Curtis guy" ignoring the pain in his heart that seems to never ease he asks yet another thing, "Since when? Again, please, be honest "

"They met when you were on tour and became friends. He was there with her after the breakup and a shoulder for her to cry on, and I dunno, they became a thing not long after that" Yup he was dead now. He couldn't think of something to say and Raini sensing this said, "If it make you feel better, which I think isn't going to be the case but it doesn't hurt to say it, I don't like him very much. I still think you and Laura are a perfect match." That made him smile, a bittersweet smile but a smile nonetheless. He thanked her for answering his questions, apologized for disturbing her, and ended the call.

The only thing he wanted to do at that moment was lay down on his sofa with a bottle of beer on his hand, turn on the TV just for having background sound, and cry. Well, sob like a kid who just fell down and bruised his knee or some shoot like that because he doesn't have the brain cells to think about a crying worthy situation that would be similar to this. He just feels flipping devastated. He's just a pathetic, sad, broken mess.

The sane thing he should do would be to stop thinking about her, but he's drunk and that basically makes him the complete opposite of someone sane at the moment. Therefore, he starts thinking about every single detail he loves about her. Yeah, loves. Present tense. He hasn't stopped loving her. He isn't sure he's able to do so. The thing he loves the most about her is her smile and the way her eyes twinkle when she truly smiles and laughs. Call him cheesy or whatever but that's what he really is. He also loves the way she fits perfectly on his side. The wonderful feeling he got when he fell asleep next to her because he felt like he had the power to protect her from anything, like he was the luckiest man on Earth, like he didn't want anything else if he had her by his side. He misses her so much.

"Can this all be just a twisted dream, please?" He's not sure who he's telling this to, but he feels like if he says it out loud it might become true.

A/N: Opinions? (please don't kill me)