Taking Chances (a Ross Lynch fanfiction)

Chapter 13

I felt Riker's warm lips push against mine and I pushed him away.

"Riker! I thought we had been over this! I can't do that! Ross and I are dating now and you need to respect that!" I was getting really angry now.

"I told you I wouldn't stop trying. You knew I would keep trying." He pushed.

"Yeah, I knew you would keep trying, I didn't know you would keep trying to sexually assault me." I spit back.

"Come on, you don't have to be like that. You and I could run off together right now and no one would know. Just the two of us." He said, leaning in for another kiss.

I swerved to avoid it.

"Riker, you're gonna ruin tour for me. I'm suppose to go to have fun, not try to avoid you. Why do you keep doing this to me? You're making this so hard for me." A tear started to roll down my cheek.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. Please, don't." He started pouting.

Ross opened up the front door. I looked over at him and pushed through, running up to my room.

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"Riker, what did you do?" Ross started going after him.

"Nothing." He spit back.

"Obviously you did something!" Ross shoved him.

"Well, if you go inside, saying I did something, there's no way she will be able to go on tour with us. So if you're smart, you won't say anything." Riker said and walked inside to the kitchen.

Ross walked in behind him and closed the door.

Riker walked into the kitchen with Ross at his heels.

"I was wondering where you two were!" Stormie exclaimed.

"We were outside talking." Ross said in a hostile tone.

"Where's Ashley?" Rachael asked.

"I think she went upstairs to get something, I'll go get her." Ross said and left the kitchen.

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I heard someone walking up the stairs. I ran to the door and locked it, I didn't want anyone to see me cry.

There was a knock at the door, I ignored it.

"Hey Ashley, it's me, please open the door."

It was Ross.

"No, I will be down in a minute." I called back.

I think he heard the tears in my voice because he knocked again.

"Come on, open up. Please? I wanna see you." He said softly.

"I don't want you to see me cry." I said softly.

"I wanna be there for you. I want to see you cry, I want to see you smile. I want to see you at your worst and your best, so please, open the door for me."

He started shaking the handle.

I slowly stood up and made my way to the door. I unlocked it and turned away.

He pushed through the door, closing it and locking it behind him.

"Ashley, why are you crying? Please look at me." He pleaded.

I walked over and laid on my bed and faced the wall.

"Ashley, don't push me away. I'm here for you."