Sparks (A Ross Lynch/ R5 Fanfiction)

Chapter 31: Gone

*Taylor's POV*

After watching a few more movies, it was around 1am, so the Lynches decided to stay at ours overnight.

Mom had called earlier to say she was out of town for the night with one of her clients, so she wouldn't be home as she was staying in a hotel.

We all spread out in the living room: Ross and I laid on the floor; Cameron and Rydel shared one sofa; Riker spread out across the other sofa; and Rocky sat in the huge armchair with Ryland on his lap.

We switched every light off, the only light source coming from the dim streetlights outside.

I turned to face Ross. "Today was great." I whispered, running my fingers through his hair.

"Yeah." Ross replied, his voice quiet. "C'mon, let's get some sleep, it's been a long day, and you need your beauty sleep."

I turned away from him, putting my head on my pillow and wrapping my quilt over the both of us. Ross wrapped his arms around me, pulling me towards him.

He kissed my neck and buried his head in the crook of my neck.

"I love you." He whispered in my ear.

I smiled in the dark. "I love you too." I replied as I closed my eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

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I woke up the next morning next to Ross.

He had one arm over me protectively, and was sleeping soundly.

I watched him for a while before I heard someone stirring. I looked over to see Riker stretching and rubbing his eyes.

I moved Ross's arm off me gently and sat next to Riker.

"Hey!" I said to him. He smiled at me.

"Hey, Tay! Sleep well?" He asked.

"Yeah, thank you! So, what are you guys gonna do today?" I questioned him as I yawned and stretched.

"I'm not sure, I think we've got to get back to the studio today! You and Cameron should come with us!" Riker exclaimed.

"That sounds cool!" We heard a voice say behind us. We jumped and turned out to see Cameron smiling at us, Rydel slowly opening her eyes next to him.

"I guess we're coming with you, then!" I laughed as we heard a loud yawn from behind us.

I looked over to see Rocky, fully awake, but unable to move as Ryland was fast asleep on his lap. Rocky struggled to move Ryland off his lap.

"Ry.....Ry, you've gotta get up." Rocky mumbled to him, but he wouldn't budge.

I walked quietly over to Rocky's armchair, and then shouted as loud as I could, "RYLAND MICHAEL LYNCH! MOVE YO BUTT!"

Ryland let out a slight squeak and fell off Rocky's lap, letting out a groan as he hit the floor.

"OW!" He said, clutching his leg. "TAYLOR! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

"For being a lazy ass!" I laughed.

"GUYS!" I heard Ross interrupt. "YOU WOKE ME UP!"

We all giggled. "Sorry, babe." I smirked at him before helping Ryland to his feet.

I glanced at the clock: 9:30am.

"Guys, I'm gonna go get a glass of juice, anybody want some?" I asked as I began to walk out of the room.

There was a chorus of 'ME!"s from the others, making me laugh as I walked into the kitchen.

*Ross's POV*

"Guys, I'm gonna go get a glass of juice, anybody want some?" Taylor asked.

Everybody shouted "ME!" as she walked out.

She laughed as she made her way into the kitchen.

I laid back down and yawned.

"So, guys, another day in the recording studio, huh?" I asked as everyone began to shuffle around.

"Yeah, we've gotta record the rest of our songs!" Rocky replied.

Suddenly, the sound of smashed glass and a piercing scream could be heard from the kitchen.

I leapt up, running towards the kitchen.

"TAYLOR!" I yelled.

*Taylor's POV*

I walked into the kitchen, and immediately felt a slight chill. I sensed something was wrong, but quickly brushed the feeling away as I grabbed 7 glasses and 2 cartons of orange juice.

I suddenly heard a glass smash and I screamed. I spun around to see somebody dressed all in black, their face covered with a balaclava.

The person picked me up and threw me over their shoulder. I continued screaming.

"LET ME GO!" I screeched. The person didn't take any notice of me, just opened the back door and started to walk out.

"TAYLOR!" I heard Ross shout. I looked up to see Ross, the Lynches and Cameron running towards me, but it was too late. They were never going to catch me.

*Ross's POV*

I ran into the kitchen to see somebody picking Taylor up in a fireman's lift and heading for the back door.

"LET ME GO!" She screamed, but the person said and did nothing.

Cameron came in behind me, followed by the rest of my siblings. We all ran towards the kidnapper.

"TAYLOR!" I shouted. Taylor looked up at me, tears in her eyes, before mouthing 'I love you' and then being shoved into the van that was parked outside.

It drove off immediately, leaving us standing in it's wake.

"She's gone." I wailed as I burst into tears.

Rydel came over to me, tears streaming down her face, and pulled me into a hug. I sobbed into her shoulder as she rubbed my back, trying to calm me down.

"Why wasn't I there to protect her?" I cried as Rydel replied, "It wasn't your fault, Ross. Don't worry, we're gonna get her back."

I looked over at Cameron, who was sitting on the grass with his head in his hands, and Riker, Rocky and Ryland were comforting him.

Rydel and I walked over to them. Cameron got up and hugged me tightly. I could tell he was crying. I'm not surprised, his sister just got taken away from him, and he couldn't do anything to stop it.

"We'll get her back, guys, don't worry." Riker reassured us, but his voice was cracking. He sounded as if he was going to cry any second.

Cameron and I pulled away from our hug and I flopped onto the grass, putting my head in my hands.

"I'm a crap boyfriend." I sobbed.

"Ross, this wasn't your fault." Rocky stated, while the others mumbled their agreements.

"I should've been there. I should've protected her." I said.

"Ross, that's bullshit." Ryland replied. "You weren't to know that this was gonna happen. We will search for Taylor, and we won't stop until we find her."

I nodded. Why did this have to happen to Taylor, of all people?

*Taylor's POV*

I got thrown in the back of a van. The person who took me put duck-tape over my mouth and handcuffed my hands together.

I struggled as much as I could, but the duct-tape wouldn't budge.

The van doors suddenly shut, so I was in darkness. I felt the van accelerate forwards quickly, making me crash into the side of the van. It hurt horribly, and I forced back tears as we carried on driving.

I felt my eyes droop, and I slowly fell asleep.