Tatum's POV:
The night was going on well. Our bonfire was a huge hit with many famous teens and infamous teens. I sat on Ross's lap in front of the fire, giving him those promised cuddles he asked for. He was half asleep, with his face in the crook of my neck. I smiled, seeing him so cute.
Earlier, I met Tyler, a friend of Ross. He's not famous, as the Lynch's are. Well now, he's standing behind the chair Ross and I are in. Tyler is fairly nice, but he can be a trouble maker. I kind of dislike him. He's rude and disrespectful, especially to girls. And I know, you're probably thinking, Tatum, you just met the kid. You can't judge a book by its cover.
But I kind of can. The Lynch family has told me to watch out from him. They've told me how he's kind of the one night stand guy. They said he might try to get in my pants, which Ross knew and wasn't happy about. But he has also been kind of rude to me tonight.
Ross pushed his face farther into my neck and I felt his hot breath of my skin. Tyler's presence started to make me very uncomfortable. But soon enough, he started talking. I felt so helpless.
"Hey there, beauty. So Ross is sleeping, yeah?" He asked, moving his brown hair from his eyes.
"Yes, he is. So I would really appreciate it if you left us alone and stayed quiet. Ross needs his rest," I said, trying not to sound too rude. I just want him to leave.
"Why don't we both leave him alone? Come on, I'll show you a good time." He smiled, and acted as innocent as possible.
"No!" I whispered loudly. I rolled my eyes and I lied my head atop of Ross's, slowly closing my eyes.
Suddenly, I felt a tap of my shoulder. I for sure thought it was Tyler, so I opened my eyes and looked up yelling, "Leave me alone!"
"Damn Tatum, I just got here. Sorry."
I heard Riker's voice. I looked at him, shaking my head in shame. "I'm sorry Riker, I uh, thought you were someone else."
He laughed. "It's okay. But I want you to meet someone," he explained.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. I wonder who he wants to introduce me to. But suddenly, a tall, very familiar brunette came into my sight. My breath hitched, as I tried my hardest not to cry.
I slapped my hand over my mouth. I probably looked like a total idiot right now, but did I care? Yes and no. Riker smiled and make a weird face at my reaction. He chuckled.
"Um, Tatum? You okay, hun?" Rike grabbed my left hand, holding it carefully.
The beautiful brunette smiled, making my heart melt. "Hi Tatum, it's so nice to meet you."
Grant. Grant Gustin. He just talked to me. Whoa, calm down there, I'm about to go into full fangirl mode. I let out a shaky breath and turned back into my normal, lovely self.
"It's - it's nice to meet you too."
Suddenly, I felt Ross shift underneath of me. I turned back towards him and saw him opening his eyes. I don't know what it is, but whenever I'm focused on Ross, I forget everything. When I turned back to look at him, Grant's presence slipped from my mind. Man, maybe I am falling in love. Ross is special.
"Hey, baby." He coughed. I smiled at his voice and leaned down towards him. We kissed sweetly, and I crinkled my nose.
"Hi there, sleepyhead," I giggled, pinching his cheek.
I heard Riker clear his throat, and me and Ross turned in his direction. "Oh, hey Grant." Ross gave a nod.
"Sup, Ross. How's it goin' man? It's been a while."
"Yeah it has. It's been good, you?" Ross sat up straighter in the chair and moved me with him. I looked up at Grant, waiting for his response.
"It's been great! The Flash has really been taking off," he smiled, obviously satisfied. I bit my lip.
"Oh, this is my girlfriend, Tatum." Ross kissed my neck. I giggled.
"I know, we've already met," Grant smirked. I rolled my eyes playfully and curled back into Ross.
"Alright Grant, let's leave these two lovebirds alone so they can make love," Riker chuckled, as Grant did the same.
"Riker!" I scolded, sighing. I rolled my eyes and put my face in Ross's chest. I know I overreact about things, but I can't help it.
Ross rubbed my back. "Babe..." He kissed the top of my head, "he was just messing around. Come on now."
"Oh. Well it was nice meeting you, Tatum. You're a very beautiful and sweet girl."
Grant. Did he just seriously say that to me. My dreams have come true. I'm dead. I have nothing left to live for.
"See you later, Ross. Take care man." Grant said. Then I heard him and Riker walk away.
I pulled my face out of Ross's chest, blushing. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled as well, because I was so happy.
"He just called me beautiful," I whispered.
"He did. And I couldn't agree more."
