Strangers in Love (A Ross Lynch Fanfic)

Chapter 1 - The Airport Breakup?

Hi everyone! This is my first fanfiction so it won't be perfect, but I'll try my best! Thanks to everyone who is reading this, I hope you like it!

Sorry if I make any grammar mistakes, I'll try not to :)

Chapter 1

I was so close to him. I could feel it.I'd been waiting to see him for what seemed like forever. Just thinking his name made me happy inside, and I smiled. I'd been thinking  about this moment for such a long time, and it was finally here. Brandon. 

I'd missed him so much it hurt and I didn't know what I would do without him, his blond hair and amazing brown eyes. He was everything I wanted in a guy. Now, I just had to be in his arms. I'd met him at the beach one day, and he went to another school but we stayed together anyways. We'd been together for a year, since I was 15 and he was 16. Now, I was 16 and he was 17.

By the way, my name is Jenna. I'd told my parents that I'd be back a week after I would really get back, so that Brandon and I could spend time together in his parents beach house. They would never let me do that, so I had to lie and say i wasn't coming back until next week. I'd been in  New York since I wanted to get away from all the family drama after my parent's divorce, because all they ever talked about was court dates and signing divorce papers. I finally got fed up with all of it and convinced them to let me go to New York for the summer, after days of begging them. I stayed with my brother Josh there, because he's going to college at Julliard for playing the violin. He is an amazing musician, and I was so proud when he got into Julliard. I knew I was going to miss him a lot, but I would never ask him to stay because that would be selfish of me. When I got tired of all the fighting, I asked my brother if I could visit him and he agreed. He also helped me convince my parents to let me go, because they had wanted me to take a summer class during the summer at a local college to get credits for school. I'm only sixteen, but I was trying to get good grades and do extra classes so I would get into a good college later on. And now I was finally back home, in California! Don't get me wrong, I loved it in New York and I was really happy to see Josh, but I missed California. I thought about all of this while I got off the plane in LAX airport, and I went to go get my bags. I waited at the baggage claim for a   really long time, looking for my bag. I finally found my giant suitcase, and got hold of it to get it off the baggage claim, and got jostled around a little by other people who were trying  to get their bags. I pulled on my bag, but it didn't budge. It was really heavy! I tugged it harder, but it only moved a little bit. I practially got dragged across the floor by it, because the claim was spinning and I didn't want to let go because I was afraid I wouldn't find it again. I didn't want to ask for help, because I liked doing things by myself. I hated having to ask other people to do things for me. I heard someone saying something,

"Do you need help with that?"

I immediately said,

"No, I'm fine. Thank you." Then I proceeded to get dragged farther by the bag, and I heard a laugh behind me. My face started burning. A guys arm grabbed my bag and pulled it off the baggage claim in one simple movement. 

"How-??" I asked, turning around. All I saw was blond hair and brown eyes, and I immediately thought, "OMG! Brandon!"

"I missed you" I yelped, practically jumping on him. "Finally!!!" I said, a huge smile on my face. 

"HEY! What  are you doing? Just because he's famous you can't tackle him!!" I heard someone nearby shout. 

"I was about to say the same thing" I heard a voice say coldly. 

I opened my eyes and let go of Brandon, but he wasn't really Brandon! He just looked like him! The real Brandon was glaring at the guy I hugged.

Another blond guy ran over to us, glaring at me. 

"I know, now you've met him, you can go, ok?" He said, standing next to the stranger who looked like Brandon. I was so confused. Brandon walked up to me, looking angry. 

"What was that??!?" He asked. "Who is this guy?" He pointed at the guy that I had thought was Brandon. "Ooohh I see, are you cheating on me? Well, that's it! First you leave for the whole summer, then when I come to get you, you are with some other guy! We're over!" He yelled, and walked away. 

"Brandon wait, it was an accident!" I said, starting to cry. 

"Don't cry now, you'll just embarress yourself. I should never have dated someone younger than me."  He shouted over his shoulder.

I stared after him, stunned. What had just happened?

"Hey, are you okay?" Someone asked. I turned around, and it was the guy who looked like Brandon. He was standing next to a taller guy who must have been his brother because they looked alike, the one who had yelled at me earlier about tackling him or something, and he looked ashamed of himself.

"I'm really sorry about that, I thought you were a fan. I didn't realize how much Ross looks like that guy. Oh by the way, I'm Riker and this is my brother Ross."

"Thats okay" I said, trying to sound strong, but my voice shook. "I'm Jenna." The guy named Ross looked concerned. "Are you sure you're okay?" He asked. I started crying again, and he pulled me into a hug. 

"Hey, don't cry. That guy was a jerk! You don't need him anyways!" I just stood there crying. 

After about 5 minutes of him comforting me, I opened my eyes and pulled away from him. 

"I'm so sorry. Thst was embar-" He cut me off, saying it was fine and not to worry about it. He and his brother led me to some chairs and we sat down. The taller one asked me what happened, and I ended up telling them the whole story, including how I couldn't go home for a week because my parents would find out about how I was going to stay with Brandon. I also said how I couldn't go anywhere because I barely had any money left with me.

"Uh, Riker can I talk to you?" The one named Ross asked the other one, and they started whispering. I wasn't really paying attention, I was a little dazed. I wasn't crying now, but I must have looked like a mess. My mascara was probably running down my face, but I didn't care. 

The two brothers looked over at me, and Ross said, 

"Hey, do you want to go to a hotel? We can pay for it , and you could stay there for the rest of the week."

I smiled a little, this guy was so nice!

"Thanks, but I can't ask you to do that. I'll just have to call my parents." I said.

"No, really! We are going to a hotel tonight because we have a gig there, so we could just get you a room too!" He said.

Hm, they must be in a band or something.

"Well..." I said, thinking about it. 

"Come on, it will be fun. I don't want to see your pretty face messed up with any more tears!"

He said, trying to lift my spirits.

"Okay." I said with a small smile. This was going to be an interesting week...

Thanks for reading! I hope you liked this! Sorry if it's confusing or boring, or if there were lots of grammar mistakes. It'll get better, I promise!! :)

-JaneDoe