Forbidden Love (A Ross Lynch Love Story)

Forbidden

Ross' POV

"Sir, I-" I attempted to calm my father.

"No Ross! You don't understand. You can't be seen so socializing, let alone dating, people like her. She is going up and bringing you down! This family has worked so hard and you're destroying us all! This thing, between you two, is over! We'll talk when you make a public announcement of your break up! Get your shit together before I do it for you!" He screamed at my face and ran from the room.

I plopped into the couch and buried my face into my hands. Why? Why did I do that twitcam. Everything that Cat and I had. Everything will be destroyed now. How could I? Why us? I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see my sister staring at me sympathetically. "What do I do Ry?" I asked softly. "She means so much to me. I think-" I paused, was this something I should be telling her? "You think...?" She asked, drawing it out.

"I-I think I love her." I stammered. I can't believe I just said that. "I can't lose her, Ry. I just can't." She took a deep breath.

"Go to her, Ross. If you really love her, then what everyone else thinks shouldn't matter. Go to her." She said softly. "Go." She said, a little more firmly this time. I watched her get up an her head of blonde hair disappear from our living room.

"Go to her." I repeated softly to the now empty living room. I hopped up from the couch and grabbed my keys from the counter. This was not how I wanted to start my day. The day after we came out, my father said no. I don't care if he he doesn't approve. I don't care if nobody approves! I just want to be with her! Maybe Ry was onto something.

I quickly sped over to her house and took a deep breath before knocking on her door. Please be home, I prayed inwardly. Please.

The door opened and there stood a short brunette with a grimace on her face. "Oh, who are you?" She said leaning against the doorframe, not even bothering to look up at me. "Hi. My name is Ross. Can I talk to Cat? It's really important." I said quickly, attempting to look into the house.

"Oh!" She said with a sickly sweet smile. "Woah. You're even hotter I person." She straightened her posture, puffing out her chest a bit. "Actually, it's 'More hot'. Hotter is improper. Can I please see Cat?" I said impatiently, hoping her beautiful honey head would suddenly pop up.

"Oh sweetie! I heard the news." How fake. Don't be fake. It's not attractive. "That she was cheating on you with some guy named Kendall, and that they'd been seen being romantic all over town. You poor thing!" She said with mock sympathy. "She's such a whore."

I stopped to think for a moment. No, she couldn't have cheated. She wouldn't have done the twitcam yesterday. Although, she was reluctant to do it.. was she cheating on me? No. He wouldn't stoop that low. "You must be coming to break up with her. I'll pass along the news. Buhbye." She said with a smile, and then the door was slammed in my face.

"Wait!" I screamed, pounding on the door. "Wait! That's not why I wanted! Please wait." The door didnt budge. After a gew minutes of trying, to no avail, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. "Whatever you hear, I swear its not true." I sent the text to Cat, praying it arrived in time before climbing back into my car and setting my head on the steering wheel.

My phone almost immmeadiatly chimed after the message had sent.

1 new message; My Baby <3

I clicked view, praying for the best. Only, I'd gotten the worst. I stared at the screen in shock as I read the most heartbreaking message I'd ever received.

'Delilah told me everything. You're cheating on me with Dakota? How could you do this to me. I was just upstairs, getting ready for our date when Delilah burst in and told me. I calle Dakota and asked because I didn't think you'd do this to me. She admitted to cheating. She admitted. I can't believe you! I thought you loved me! I was going to tell you that I love you today. I really was, because I do. I think that even after this, I'll still love you for a while. I can't help how I feel. Why didnt you just break up with me. You had to go and cheat. Why? Why did you want to break my heart Ross. What did I do? Was I not good enough?'