Sparks (A Ross Lynch/ R5 Fanfiction)

Chapter 33: The Plan

*Taylor's POV*

I told Danny I needed to go to the bathroom, and he followed me there, standing outside the door as I closed it.

I quickly turned around and flicked the tap on, pretending to be brushing my teeth. I looked around to find what I was looking for, and eventually, I saw it, the screen sending out a prism of colour as it reflected the light.

My phone.

I had overheard Danny and Dad talking about putting my phone in the bathroom, so I knew exactly where to look for it.

I unlocked it and tapped on the 'Messages' icon. I immediately clicked on the one person who I knew would respond: Ross.

I began to type a help message when I realise sonething. I didn't know where we were.

Hey, what did that sign outside the building say as we walked in all those months ago?

Ummm..Block 4....West Street?

No! West Cross Avenue!

Block 4, West Cross Avenue......

C'MON, TAYLOR, THINK!

Greenfields! That was it!

To: Rossy<3 - Stuck in the basement of Block 4, West Cross Avenue, Greenfields. Please help me. Love you <3

There!

"Taylor!" I heard Danny snap. "Hurry up!"

"Coming!" I called as I flushed the toilet and hurriedly out my phone back where it was.

I rushed out of the bathroom, siting back down on my makeshift bed, and hugged my knees to my chest as I hoped that Ross would come and find me.

*Ross's POV*

It was a usual day in the life of Ross Shor Lynch. I woke up, trudged downstairs, had breakfast, showered and then just sat in bed all day.

My life wasn't worth living properly if Taylor wasn't in it.

I unlocked my phone, and flicked through photos of us. Tears formed in my eyes as I looked back at our fond memories.

She was my everything: she was my rock, my heart, my soul. She made my heart melt every time I looked at her.

I had fallen in love with her BIG TIME.

She could've been anywhere at that moment: crying, being abused, possibly dead.

NO ROSS. SHE ISN'T DEAD.

I'm not even gonna think about the possibilities.

We had been though so much over the past 6 months, and now, she's taken away from me.

I dried my tears as my phone bleeped with a text.

I sniffed as I lazily unlocked my phone again and looked at the message.

My eyes widen in shock as I saw who it was from.

TayTay<3 - Stuck in the basement of Block 4, West Cross Avenue, Greenfields. Please help me. Love you <3

"GUYS!" I yelled to my siblings. They came running in.

"What? What is it, Ross?" They asked, concerned.

I looked up at them, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Taylor's alive." I stated. "And we have to go and get her. LIKE NOW."

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"Ok, guys, please take care of yourselves out there." Stormie and Dana pleaded.