Taking Chances (a Ross Lynch fanfiction)

Chapter 14

I walked back into the dinning room where everyone was still eating.

"Sorry I had to leave, my water got warm and I went and got more ice." I explained.

"Oh no problem. So Ashley, what are you like, what kind of things do you like? I want to know more about you." Stormie said, trying to get the conversation going again.

"I don't know, I don't really like talking about myself I guess." I said looking down at my untouched food.

"Well then I will fill her in." Brittany chimed in. "Ashely loves music, she has a tattoo of it on her shoulder. Her favorite color is purple, her favorite band is of course R5, and she's very thoughtful. It doesn't matter what mood you're in, she can make you laugh or happy or just be there for you when you need someone. You can either tell her your whole life story or have her tell you a story to help you. She always thinks of others. She has a tough exterior and likes to push people away and doubt herself, but she is truly and amazing person." Brittany said smiling.

I blushed and sat there awkwardly.

"Wow, that was very descriptive." Stormie said, her eyes were starting to tear up.

Ross sat there and looked between Brittany and I. He looked very surprised at what he just heard.

"Wow Brittany, that was pretty deep." I finally said.

"She wanted to know about you, so I told her." Brittany sat there smiling.

Riker was watching me with big eyes. I don't think that description helped him get over me.

After everyone was finally finished eating, my mother started clearing the table and Stormie jumped up to help with Rydel following.

"Oh please, you're the guests, you don't have to help. I have this, it's alright." My mother tried to stop them.

"No, we insist! We always have to clean up huge messes from the boys. Please let us help." Stormie said.

My mother let them help and they went in the kitchen.

Ryland and Brittany got up and went outside.

I was left sitting there with Rocky, Mark, Ross, Ratliff, and Riker.

Mark started a conversation with Rocky, and Ratliff chimed in, which left me sitting quietly between Ross and Riker awkwardly.

I stood up after what felt like forever.

"I will be right back, I'm gonna go up to my room for something." I stated and walked out of the room.

I walked up the stairs slowly and down the hall to my room. I walked in and closed the door so it was open just a crack.

I walked over to my bed and flopped on it, and just laid there, starring at the wall.

There was a hand on my back and I jumped toward the wall.

"Hey, it's just me." Ross said, sitting on the bed next to me.

"Sorry, I thought you were Riker again." I said.

"What do you mean again? Was Riker in your room alone with you before?" He was starting to get mad.

"Yes he was. He was yesterday." I said quietly.

"I was with you yesterday. When was he here?" He pushed.

"Remember when I went upstairs to get White House Down? He was in my room, waiting for me."

Ross jumped up.

"Did he hurt you? Why was he in your room? How did he get in?" Ross was almost screaming at this point.