The Final Piece

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by ZachR5

by ZachR5

It was the day before the wedding and everything was perfect. I came to the conclusion that Ross Lynch is the only person to quite literally drag me from the depths of Tartarus to the gates of heaven!

DisneyLand made me happy, but it was temporary.

Temporary happiness is the worst. It's not that bad when you're temporarily happy and you don't know it, but when you've been dealing with an ongoing depression-like state of emotional turmoil, you know that true happiness is gonna be difficult to acquire.

But Ross did just that.

The reason he decided to propose to me on the Austin and Ally set was because without the show, he wouldn't've been able to propose, to fall in love, to know me. I told him how it all started, with me first seeing Austin and Ally and I not knowing my sexuality. Ross spiked interest into my sexual side, since nothing before could. Austin and Ally led to R5, which led to obsession, which led to the concert, which led here. Also, he wanted to record the entire event, and what better way to do that than use a bunch of high quality FREE cameras? Yea, my fiancé is pretty smart.

Calling him my fiancé turns my stomach, it's just too real to be real. So real actually, that the Austin and Ally cameras caught me falling to the ground. See, when he got on one knee, and I realized the reality in his position, I sorta passed out. I woke up in a hospital. It was late, and I could tell because Ross' face was buried in my bed, nuzzled next to my leg. I moved it slightly and he woke up.

And he jumped up. The biggest smile ever was shining across his face. He began to say that I'm going to be okay, and that to save time he already planned the wedding.

It was tomorrow.

The only problem is that I had no clue who he was.

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Ross had decided to not tell anyone about the proposal. The only people that knew were the people that helped him. This was a wise choice, because due to my inexplicable amnesia, he was practically single. It's hard to explain that situation in a tweet. Heartbroken and alone, Ross and Laura decided to "date". This was a trick to fool the public into thinking he was of heterosexual nature.

Not having remembered anything, I stayed with the Lynch's, which was apparently a really famous family in the Disney setting. The second youngest son, Ross, was the star of Austin and Ally and the lead singer of a band consisting of his brothers, sister, and friend in California.

The show was of course bland, it was Disney! And their music was mediocre, I can't see how anyone likes it.

I sit here today, to write this story of love and lost, to tell my story. Those thoughts, horrible and revolting, weren't my thoughts. Someone or something was thinking for me.

It was until I gained myself back that I could think straight (well, as straight as a gay guy can think), and attempted to get my wonderful life back on track.

But another problem arose.

In the beginning, I asked Ross if he was bisexual. He stated No, I am gay.

He was wrong. How did I know?

Laura was pregnant.

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I held the handle to my suitcase as I waited for my plane to arrive.

Yea, I was leaving.

Ross didn't know, which was intended. He would've tried to stop me, saying that it's not what it seemed. You forgot about me and I was hurt and Laura was there to comfort me. Please stay, I love you.

I don't want to stay though. I still love him, I will always love him, but it's just not the same anymore. So when I heard him screaming with tears my name, my heart dropped. He wasn't supposed to be here. This is ruining everything, I don't want to cave.

He didn't see me, and I ignored him. The plane was here, and I boarded, his voice saying my name was his last chance for me to forgive him and stay.

I didn't cave.

The plane took off, and I was headed home.

No more hurt, no more pain. My up and down emotional journey with Ross was over. I'll never see him again.
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Two hours after I got home, there was a knock at the door.

"What- in the fuck- is your problem?"

Ross was at my door. This came as a shock to me, how did he know?

"You used my moms credit card to buy you a plane to ticket?" He was angry, which distracted me from figuring out how he knew where I left to.

"How did you know I was here?"

"YOU USED MY MOMS CREDIT CARD! All the information was there! Why in the fuck would you leave me?"

I stood in the doorway, he was still outside.

I chose my words delicately. Tears filled my eyes, which lowered my voice too many octaves. "Laura is pregnant." And I shut the door.

But it flew open. "What in hell? Where did you hear that from? Laura isn't pregnant!"

"She texted me, told me everything."

Something was wrong, because Ross was getting more angry. "What did she tell you? Because I didn't fuck her! I love you, Zac!"

Sudden realization washed over my face, "I-I-I just assumed-"

"Well your assumption broke my heart!" He walked off into the darkness, I crumbled to my knees and the waterworks soaked my shirt.

After ten minutes of uninterrupted crying, I turned to my mom. "Get me a plane ticket to Cali."

The next morning I was on a plane back to Los Angeles. My mother came with me, she had to be here.

Hours later, the plane landed. I called my friend, Jennifer, to pick me up and take me to the Lynch's.

But before that, we had to do something.

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I talked to Stormie, she was angry at first, of course, but when she calmed down enough that I could explain what I was doing she agreed to help.

Step 1: Keep Ross in his room without letting him leave. He does not know I'm here.

That was easier than anything, his emotions kept him in bed all day.

Step 2: Get the supplies and set up.

Step 3: Invite him outside. Live happily ever after.

It took thirty minutes to set up. Stormie went inside to tell Ross he needed to go in the front yard. Riker, Rocky, and Ryland stood to my right, and Rydel was on my left. Mark waited before the door for Ross. According to what he told me, Ross was confused as to why his dad was wearing a suit and tie. He took him arm and arm and led him outside.

The light blinded his eyes, but when they focused he saw a white cloth extending the length of his driveway, with his brothers, sister and the one he loved at the end. I was smiling, and Mark continued to walk him down the aisle. Ross wanted to collapse. He looked so beautiful.

He stepped in front of me, and we looked into each others eyes. He was crying like none other, hopefully happiness for what was happening. I smiled looking at him.

He spoke, "I do."

I spoke, "I do."

We kissed the most passionate kiss in our relationship, and our family cheered.