Forbidden Love (A Ross Lynch Love Story)

Breathing In

Cat's P.O.V.

"I'm breathing in the chemicals... AH."

Imagine Dragons floats through the car and I push myself groggily up off of the back seat. I looked in the front seat and Ross was hunched over, drooling. My poor baby, I stretched my sore back and looked around for any indication of where we were.

We were at a truck stop, but where? I looked around at signs until I finally spotted one for the Seatle Space Needle. We must be in Washington. "Ross." I whispered softly, tapping his shoulder. "Ross." I said again.

He jolted awake and accidentally hit his elbow against the horn. It was six in the morning, so he had disturbed most of the sleeping drivers around us. "Sorry." I whispered and he giggled at me.

"Morning gorgeous." He said, leaning in to kiss me. "Morning. I said with a smile and pecked his lips.

"Where are we?" I asked him sleepily.

"Seattle Washington. I thought I could find us a hotel so we could rest." He said and started the car.

"Good idea." I said and sat back down.

When we approached the largest hotel strip, I pointed to a dingy motel. "There?" He said with a grimace.

"Adventure." I shrugged and pecked his brow. He smiled and bit his lip. "Don't do that." I told him as he pulled into the lot. "Why not?" He asked offended. I leaned over and kissed him slowly. "Because it's incredible sexy." I said.

He looked at me and bit his lip on purpose. I shook my head and climbed out. "Should I get my stuff?" I asked him curiously. "Nah. Lets go get the room settled first."

He reached over and intertwined his hand with mine. He stopped I the middle of the parking lot. "You know I love you, right?" He said softly and came close. I put my other hand on his arm. "I love you, too." I leant op and gave him a sweet, yet sensual kiss. With our lips still touching, I wrapped one of my arms around his neck, and stole his SnapBack with the other, placing it on my head. He smiled and laughed into the kiss and looked away. "Baby, you need to wear my hats more often." He smiled. "You look hot." He pecked me again.

We walked hand in hand to the main office and got a room key. "And if you need any help." The gum chew receptionist winked at Ross. "Call me, babe."

I reached up and pulled Ross down to me, sliding my tongue into his mouth and beginning to make out with him. He wrapped his hands tightly around my waist, and I fisted my hands in his hair. I pulled away sharply and Ross looked at me with an intense face. A very sexually alluring face.

"I think we'll be fine." I winked at the whore behind the counter and slapped Ross' butt, hard. "C'mon baby. There's a bed that needs to be used." I said and grabbed his hand, yanking him behind me out of the office.

"What was that babe?" Ross smirked at me. "Someone jealous?" I rolled my eyes and turned around, slowly pushing him into the wall. "I don't get jealous." I said and kissed him, shoving my tongue into his mouth. I fisted my hands tightly in his hair. He reached down behind me and cupped my bottom, pulling me flushed up against him. I pulled a little on his hair and he opened his mouth wider and groaned. His tongue snaked its way into my mouth and nipped on my lip. "Ross." I whispered into the kiss. I ran on of my hands down his arms and dragged my nails into him, causing him to pull me against him harder. I pulled away breathlessly and looked up at him.

"What is up with us today?" I giggled and he gave me and Eskimo kiss. "I have no clue but I like it." He said. I smoothed his ruffled hair down.

"C'mon." He grabbed my hand and pulled us to the hotel room. Inside it was bad, but more hilarious looking than anything. "Look at this TV!" Ross exclaimed. "It's prehistoric."

He flipped on the power switch and the TV came to life.

"If you have any information on this girl, Caterina Grace Chapman, please call the number listed below."

"Ross!" I cried out and he rushed to my side, holding me tightly in his arms. The picture of myself disappeared from the screen and a picture of Ross flashed on.

"She is presumed to be being held hostage by this man here. Ross Lynch, member of R5 and teen Disney answer. Again, if you have ANY information on either of these young adults, call the number listed below."

I buried my face in my hands. "But you aren't holding me hostage!" I cry out in frustration.

"Ross Lynch is also wanted for a code 187, more commonly known as murder. He is believed to be armed and dangerous. Please, if you have any information, call the number below."