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Riker;
After the debacle of the affair scandal, Riker wants a day with just the two of you. However, he can't leave the hotel so soon after a scandal so he's confined to what he assumes is the private pool on the roof. He looks to his side, taking in your hot pink bikini and hopes he'll have at least one day with you. The fans below are telling a different story. He hopes they're confined to the sidewalk below but he notices several fans snapping pictures and he snaps. "I can't fucking stand them doing that... taking pictures all the time of me and of us" he seethes and you hope to calm his annoyance before anyone notices. "Shh" you whisper against his bare chest, cuddling against his chest but that doesn't even calm him. "Fuck this" he growls, stalking past everyone to disappear into the hotel and out of view of the intrusive fans.
Ross:
Ross' tapping his fingers against the table, the sound incessant and it puts you on edge. No one is talking, not even looking at one another after the security disaster of going through LA. "Stop" you breathe, covering his fingers with yours and Ross cracks his neck in annoyance. "It's R5" you hear from behind you and Ross scoffs. He tugs you towards the VIP section, dragging you into the safety of the lounge and away from the fans as they start to complain. "I can't do this right now, I can't be Ross Lynch: the one who does everything for the fans" he offers, scrubbing his face with his hands as the boys file in. "I love our fans but sometimes... they're too much, they don't understand personal space. They don't understand leaving us alone, they just intrude on everything" Ross complains and you realize it was only a matter of time before he broke.
Rocky:
"How do they know everything... absolutely everything about us" Rocky seethes one night. The condo he's renting is under a different name and its been a complete secret that he was moving. He thought he was safe in this new home, that the fans wouldn't find him but there's a crowd outside that tells him differently. "They're just... excited" you try to offer but he rolls his eyes. "No, they just don't know personal boundaries and assume that since we're famous, everything's fair game" he complains and you just let him bitch. He rattles off a list of things that annoy him, all having to do with the fans that are more than intrusive. You know that once he's done, he'll feel better as he's never once complained before.
Ellington:
"Fuck this shit," you hear as you roll over in the bed to see your boyfriend sat up at the computer desk. "You alright?" You ask sitting up in the bed trying to wake yourself up. "I'm so sick of this shit," he says scooting away from the desk and walking out of the room ignoring your concern. You roll your eyes at the temper he had accumulated since waking up and wipe your eyes. You crawl out of the bed and make your way over to the computer to see what was making him so upset. You see that his mentions are full of "Rydellington" related tweets; the one thing that pushes him over the most. "Good God," you say closing everything out and shutting the laptop. You make your way down to the kitchen where you find him sitting at the bar, a mug of tea in front of him. "I hate that shit," he says. "I know you do," you say wrapping your arms around his torso and squeezing him tightly, resting your head on his back. "I just don't understand it, why are people so fucking stupid?" He asks. "You've just got to ignore it, you aren't going to stop it, so you've got to ignore it," you explain trying your best to comfort him. He turns the stool around to face you with a smile, "I love you," he says pulling you in closely. You press a kiss to his lips and pull away to begin breakfast.
I love rydellington just pretend they arent dating bc this is fan FICTION k
Ryland:
You stand behind him as he greets a loud group of fans that have decided to gather in front of the restaurant you were heading into for dinner. You had given the go ahead, knowing that if you hadn't have the group of girls would have been very upset, and it would have gotten back to you negatively somehow. After about thirty minutes of them begging him to stay longer for more conversing, signing, and taking pictures, you can see that he's starting to show his annoyance with the girls. You can see he's trying his best to hold it in, but as you watch this interaction unfold, he isn't doing a very good job. "I think I better get to dinner guys, (y/n) is waiting," he says trying to get them to back off and let him go. "Ohh no, she's not important, she can wait," one of the girls says getting her phone ready for a picture. He looks at her and tosses her phone across the street. It's then that you know it's time to intervene. "Alright come on," you say taking his hand and leading him away from the group. "Bitch," one of the girls responds. You ignore her comment and try to get Ryland to do the same, but that wasn't happening. "You shut the fuck up you c..." He begins. "Okay!!" You say pulling him inside before he causes anymore damage to his reputation.
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soRRY THIS WAS RUSHED AND IM GOING TO FLORIDA IN A FEW DAYS SO I MAY NOT UPDATE AS MUCH
