Forbidden Love (A Ross Lynch Love Story)

Twitcams and Skittles Aren't a Good Combination

Cat's POV

"Please, Cat?" Ross begged from my bed. "Please?" He said softly. I rolled my eyes. This boy just wouldn't stop. "No, Ross." I said, holding my ground. "Please?" He whined and made me giggle. "I don't like being on camera!" I sighed. C'mon! "Please, Cat!" He said with puppy dog eyes.

I wouldn't. I couldn't. Ross and I had been secretly dating for a month. One of the best months ever. The media attention had nearly disappeared, because we were always hiding. We were very careful. Ross had been waiting for the moment to announce our relationship. Apparently, he thought that moment was now.

"Please!" He begged. "Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Plea-". "OKAY!" I yelled. "I'll do it! Fine!" I said, throwing my hands up and moving towards my bed where he was laying. "Lay with me." He whispered while looking in my eyes. I go onto the opposing side of the bed and snuggled into his side.

He opened his laptop and clicked on twitter. A twitcam. Joy. Said no one. Ever.

The streaming button started flashing. "Hi guys!" He said enthusiastically. "Ross here! With Cat! Ross with a side of Cat! Get it?" He said, gesturing to the position we were laying in. "Because she's laying against me side?" He joked and smirked, and I just rolled my eyes.

"What?" He asked me. "It's funny!" He gasped when I shook my head. I looked at the number of views. "Two-hundred THOUSAND. 2-0-0-0-0-0?!" I gasped. "I guess our secret is out." I whispered, realizing how intimately close our faces were. "I guess it is." He said back.

He gazed into my eyes, searching, unmoving. "If I could stay here forever," he murmured. "I would. We would." He whispered and let his voice trail off.

We would. Us. I couldn't deny it either. He leaned closer and my lips brushed against his, gently. I pulled away after a few seconds, I really didn't want Ross' fans seeing that.

Comments were coming in non-stop.

'What is your celeb couple name? Caoss? Cross? Rost? Cateross? Rosserina? ROZerina! I like that one.'

'So cute!'

'How long have you been dating?'

Over the past month, I'd gotten used to Ross' fans, and they had gotten used to me. Like. Frenemies.

"Definitely Rozerina. Even though my name had an S, I like Z better. So we'll do that one." Ross answered with a smile. Thank you. I thought he was going to ignore them. "Thanks for your support. It means a lot. Two months by the way." He said with a wink.

I loved how cheeky he was. He was the biggest flirt. I snuggled into his side and took a deep breath. "Mmm." I said softly. "What?" He chucked. "You smell good, like the beach." He smiled. I loved his smile. When he did smile, you could see it in his beautiful brown eyes. "You smell good, too." He murmured. "Like roasted marshmallows." He said with a sigh, and then leaned in and started obnoxiously sniffing my neck.

"Ross! Stop!" I squealed. "Y-your tickling me." I squirmed away from his nose. "I'm just smelling my baby!" He said sweetly. "Nothing wrong with that." I laughed. "You don't have to do it like a dog, though!" I said playfully.

My room door opened and in waltzed Drake. "Hello, kiddies. I'm home!" He yelled and threw himself across me and Ross. "Oh, get off fatty!" I yelled as he squished me. Ross, on the other hand, looked as if Drake weighed nothing. He gave me a pointed look. "I'm not fat." He said annoyed.

"Drake." Ross said, poking him. "Say 'hello' to my Six-Hundred thousand fans." Drake's head popped up. "Six hundred thousand?" Drake asked with a raised eyebrow. "Yep." Ross grinned.

(A/N: I can TOTALLY see Max Schnieder do this next thing)

"Hey. I'm a good friend of Ross', so you guys should go follow me." Drake said, grinning at the camera. "My twitter name is @DrakeExperience. That is D-R-A-K-E-E-X-P-E-R-I-E-N-C-E." He paused. "Again, that's @DrakeExperience. D-R-A-K-E-E-X-P-E-R-I-E-N-C-E." He stopped once more. "Again that's D-R-A-K-E-E-X-P-E-R-I-E-N-C-E."

"Oh Gosh. Drake, get out." I said as I shoved him off the bed. "Get me some skittles while your at it!" I shouted as he left the room. A few moments later, a bag of sour skittles landed in my lap, and tropical skittles in Ross'.

"Awesome." Ross said with a smile. Ross picked up the skittles and attempted to open the bag. He failed. Big time. The bag split through the middle, all the way down. They all went flying different directions. Every single skittle. At least six went down my shirt. They were on the floor, the comforter, the nightstand, and Ross.

"You're an idiot." I said, chuckling. "We can share mine." I said in a silly voice when he realized what he did. His face had fallen and he was still holding the wrapper.

I guess I'm an idiot, too, because when I went to open my pack, disaster struck. My package ripped open and the skittles flew everywhere as well. Ross laughed. "We can be idiots together then." He joked.

I looked down my shirt. "I have, like, fifteen skittles in my shirt!" I gasped and went to pull my shirt away from my body. "I can help with that." Ross said, winking.

He leaned in and I leaned away, eventually, falling on my back. Ross leaned in and pecked my lips.

"Well." He told his computer. "We'd better clean up. I'll see you next time. Remember. Follow @DrakeExperience. That's D-R-A-K-E-E-X-P-E-R-I-E-N-C-E." I slapped his arm playfully and he logged off. "See?" He teased. "Not so bad." He poked me.

I rolled my eyes. "Can't we just lay in bed and do nothing?" I asked him, whining. I felt so tired. He smiled at me, his beautiful brown eyes lighting up. "Yeah. We can." He said softly.

I lifted up the comforter and we both got under. I burrowed myself into his side for warmth and wrapped my arms around him. I closed my eyes and started drifting off.

As I started to fall asleep, I heard Ross' last words.

"I hope I did the right thing, Cat."

More than anything, I wanted to respond with, "Me too."

But I didn't.

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OMG!! I promise I'll update tomorrow! I've fallen I'll and have been completely tired recently. WOW! ALMOST 150 views!! That's crazy! I thought I'd get, like, 5. Thank you so much for reading! It means a lot! I would have posted earlier today but I HAD CAKE IN MY HAIR!

Me and my friends threw Cody Simpson a birthday party, record it, and tweet it to him. When we finished singing to him, my friend Jonathan thought it'd be funny to smash my face into the cake. So I showered and washed my face as soon as I got home, BUT I STULL SMELL LIKE CAKE!! >.<

Anyway, sorry for the filler chapter! I'm so tired and I need sleep so ill post tommorow!

I love you cookies!

Signing off...

CodysFavoriteAngel

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