Love Does Exist (Ross & Heather Fanfiction)

Chapter 1 The Meeting

I was eating dinner alone again tonight, which with dads job happened often. He was busy at the studio again late tonight. When I turned 20, he started working longer hours since I could take care of myself at home. I was a simple girl anyway, I knew how to make spaghetti, which was perfect for me.

After dinner, and washing my dishes, I went upstairs to shower. Dad was working really late tonight. I decided to take a longer than usual shower before going to bed. I missed having dad at home a lot like crazy, but he was married to his job. He was happy, so I was happy for him.

Letting the water run over me was relaxing. Usually in my long showers, it was to hide how sad I was. I would cry, and not only could dad not hear, I couldn't tell when I got out. I really did miss dad at home, and this project took all of our time together. But the real reason I cried was that when he was gone so much was the times I missed mom more.

After I cried it all out, I got out and put on my pajamas. Tonight was a cute set of shorts with a spaghetti strap shirt. I decided to go down stairs and get a drink before bed. When I got to the stair case, I heard dad talking to someone in his office. Probably someone he worked with. I decided to go on, but walk past the office and not even look in.

When I got to the kitchen, I was still curious. Curiosity killed me sometimes. Maybe is wasn't someone I loved. Maybe I wouldn't fan girl, but there was always that chance I would. So it took everything to not go look who it was.

I decided to watch tv for a while to pass time until dad was done with his meeting. They never lasted long at the house, so I knew he would be done in no time. I sat on the couch, brought my feet up and laying my chin on my knees. Boredom and curiosity don't go together, so I tried to focus on the tv.

When I heard foot steps in the hallway and two voices getting louder as they got closer, I put my legs down and sat like a lady. I really tried not to look to see who it was, but that was a wasted effort.

"I forgot the paper work, I'll meet you outside," I heard dad say from the hallway.

"Alright," the other voice said.

Right about than, he rounded the corner from the hallway to the living room. I knew who this was, and yes I would fan girl. His beautiful welcoming eyes, long blonde hair, muscular stature and gorgeous smile. Could it really be? If dad thought that Orlando was bad, than why did he bring him into our house?

I stood up and composed myself. The urge to run to him and jump up and down like a 6 year old on her birthday when she sees she got a kitten was eating at me. I walked over to him, and with every effort it took in me, shook his hand and spoke 3 words, "Hi, I'm Heather."

If I thought his smile was impossible to resist before, I'm in trouble now. "Hi, I'm Ross," he simply repeated my flat line back at me. But his smile was much brighter than I imagined mine was. I was scared to let my full smile out, afraid I might lose it.

"So you are the one who kept my daddy from dinner tonight?" I smile a little more. "You should be ashamed of yourself."

He simply smiled in return. After I said that, I was afraid it would be taken wrong and that I would have hurt his feelings. I was glad to see I didn't. Just than dad walked in the room and started talking to Ross like I wasn't even in the room. I decided to just walk to the couch and sit back down. They start their conversation again, and make their way outside.

I than made my mind up that this was a dream. This really didn't just happen. It is impossible. I didn't just meet Ross Lynch. That's impossible. I went up stairs to head off to sleep. This evening was crazy enough, I needed to go to sleep now, before I chased my angel around the block. That would be great for dads business. Great, this would be worse than the last time.

I replayed those few words in my head for 2 hours before finally falling asleep. It was the sweetest dreams though....