A Different Kind of Devotion (R5 Fanfiction)

Hanaa's POV

It had been two weeks since Riker left. After one Skype session, I was extra depressed. My mom sat with her arm around me then silently got up to leave the room.

She soon came back in carrying a small envelope. She handed it to me and I tore it open. Inside was a picture of a beautiful two-story house.

"It's your new house," Mom said softly.

"We're moving?" I whimpered.

"To L.A." my face lit up. "...next door to the Lynches."

I jumped up and hugged her, but suddenly became somber again. "What about Livvie?" I asked.

"She's moving on the other side of the Lynches. She can be with Rocky."

I called Livvie and screamed. "We're moving to L.A. next door to the Lynches! And you're coming with!"

Livvie screeched into the phone. "I have to go call Rocky!" then she hung up.

I facetimed Riker and showed him the picture of the house.

"Recognize this?" I said.

"Yeah, it's the empty house next door, why?"

"Welll..." I said. "I'm moving there!"

Riker smiled and said to me, "I'd hug you, but..."

"I know," I smiled back.

Mom stepped into the room. "Hi Riker!" she said.

"Hi Mrs. Parker," he answered.

"We'll be there in a week," she said. I screamed.

"Riker, I have to pack," I said blowing him a kiss. He blew one back and we signed off.

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Hanaa's POV

Two car rides and one plane ride later, we were in L.A. I was unpacking in my room, tacking up pictures of R5 and Taylor Swift on my walls. I saw someone move in the house next door, then I got a text from Riker.

RIKER: Hey, where are you?"

ME: Look out your window silly.

The person in the room turned and opened the window at the same time I opened mine.

"Hanaa!" Riker shouted. Then he rushed out of the room. I walked downstairs and rang the doorbell at the Lynch's.

Rydel got up to open the door, and when she saw it was me flung it open and gave me a big hug. Riker burst down the stairs and tore Rydel off of me. Riker hugged me and wouldn't let go.

"Riker-can't-breathe-" I gasped.

He released me. "Sorry. I just missed you so much."

"I missed you too, but you don't want to get me then lose me again by killing me!" I said jokingly.

Riker pulled me into the house and led me to the living room.

"Guys, there's someone I want you to meet," he said to Rocky, Ross, Ryland, and Ellington.

"You're not dating Hanaa anymore?" Rocky asked, concern creasing his face.

I stepped out from behind Riker. Ellington jumped up and raced over to hug me. Rocky, Ross, and Ryland followed suit.

"I missed you guys too!" I laughed.

"Mom! Dad! C'mere!" Ryland called.

"What is it hon?" Stormie asked, coming into the living room. When she saw me, she wrapped me in a hug.

Mark follwed behind, and swung me around. "Oh Hanaa, I can't believe you're here," he said.

I turned to Rocky. "Rocky, Liv-" I was cut off by the sound of the doorbell.

Rocky walked over to it, and when he opened it, Livvie jumped into his arms. "Gahh, next thing you know Kristie is gonna walk in!" Ryland said.

"Who's Kristie?" I asked him.

"Um... well..." he blushed. "I... well..."

Rydel jumped in to help. "She was Ry's best friend in third grade. She lived next door, then the summer before fifth grade started, she admitted to Ryland she had a crush on him," Ryland blushed a deeper shade of red. "Then, one day, she was gone. The house was completely empty. A few days later, we got a letter from her. It was only a few sentences."

"It said 'Dear Ryland, I'm sorry we had to leave so suddenly, but dad accepted a job in Turkey. We left so suddenly I never got to say goodbye. So goodbye Ryland, I'll miss you.'" Ryland cut in.

"Awwww, Ry," I said patting his shoulder. I kissed his cheek. "You'll find another girl," I whispered to him.

He smiled at me, grateful.

I suddenly heard my mom call my name. "Sorry guys, I gotta go, I'll stop by later!" I called as I left the house. They all waved as I walked back home.

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Hanaa's POV

I had just finished unpacking my clothes and putting them in my swirled metallic purple dresser, when I collapsed on the bed, exhausted.

I saw a piece of paper slip under the door. I picked it up and flopped back on my bed, then read the letter.

'Hanaa, I'm crazy it's true, crazy 4 u' it read. The last thing I saw before my eyes fluttered shut was 'Love, R'