It's my secret (a Ross Lynch/R5 fanfic)

Chapter 82

A/N Q&A 1) what inspired you to start writing?

I don't remember exactly, but I have always loved reading, even when I couldn't read, my mom would sit with book and I would hold them and make up stories in my head, I used to struggle with reading as I learnt to speak English quite late. When I discovered Wattpad, I made an account but then forgot my password and never really used it for like 2 months. Then I made a new account and searched Ross Lynch because I was bored and was really surprised when I saw all the fanfictions. I read one and then got really hooked in. And then I started writing, but I think once I started spoken word, my writing got better. Now that I'm taking a break from poetry, I guess I'm sort of struggling, my poetry always gave me a theme to write around.

TYLER'S POV

"Ty, can you over and sit with me for a bit?" My mothers says to me as I reach for the keys of my brand new car.

"Sure, what's up?" I ask sitting at the island with her. She hands me a glass of Coke which is great for the warm weather.

"I dorm know how your going to take this, but Nevaeh didn't take it very well at all" she sighs pulling her hair out its bun and shaking her head. Her curls bounce just like Nevaeh's hair when she has just washed it.

"Well, I don't know how much you know about Nevaeh's father, so your going to have to explain that to me first." She says. She takes a sip of her drink and I mimic her actions.

"I know pretty much all of it." I say. This is bad news, but if it's Nevaeh it doesn't directly affect me.

"Well, as you know, her father and I split quite a few years ago. We met up a while ago, he was in California on a business trip." She takes a slow sip of her Coke before continuing. "We're getting back together" she says. Just as I'm siping on my drink I start to cough and splutter. She rushes over and starts rubbing my back waiting for me to calm down, but I have tears in my eyes before I have calmed down.

"Did I hear you correctly" I ask.

"Yeah" she nods. "An I'm quitting my job too" she adds.

"That's definitely not happening" I scoff.

"I got a letter a while ago from some officials, I spend too much time at work, I'm not around enough for you." She says.

"And what if I disagree?" I ask, my voice still unsteady.

"I never really thought of that" she says.

"So you just assumed that you could get back with your fucking ex-husband and I would agree" I shout sending my glass flying to the other side of the room.

"No, I just-"

"Bitch please, if you really cared you would have stayed home more often, you would have asked before anything else!" I say. I get up and storm up to my room.

KIAN'S POV

"Almost" I tell my mom.

"You've been washing dishes for the past hour" she complains.

"No one asked you to bake the entire kitchen then ask me to clean it" I argue.

"I didn't bake the entire kitchen, there's still 10-"

"3"

"There's still 3 dishes in them!" She laughs. "Thank you son, you are the best any mother could have" she compliments.

"Thank you mummy, your the best a son could have" I laugh.

"Gale! Get down here and help your brother!" Mom yells. Gale runs past shouting 'No.'