Lovesick Fool (A Ross Lynch FanFiction)

I Was Not Just Thinking About Licking Your Abs - Chapter 14

JESS' POV:

Another call from Ross. Why couldn't he understand that I didn't want to talk to him! Rydel, Riker, Rocky, Ratliff and him have been calling me and texting me all week. I only answered once to Rocky saying that I was fine.

I was just getting over Spener, probably only a couple more days of crying my eyes out, and then Ross yelled at me. I didn't know they all felt that way, I didn't know I was such a bother. So I left. I knew when Ross said to get out he meant out of his room and into the bus but I needed a break. If what Ross said was true then I was doing them all a favour by leaving. At first I didn't know where I could go. I couldn't go to Spencer's, I'd rather not go back to my dad's house and the rest of my friends from school were currently living in a tiny university room. I thought I could try to find my mom but decided not to since she obviously didn't ever want to see me again, she wouldn't have left if she wanted to see me. So with a sigh I trecked to my dad's house. I walked up the high stone steps and reluctantly knocked on the huge wooden door. I took a step back and waited for someone to open the door with my head down. I was just about to turn around and walk away when I heard the door open.

"Well what do we have here?" I could hear the smirk in my now seventeen year old step brothers voice.

"Hi Justin." I said half heartidly.

"Why are you here? I thought you were on tour with your boyfriend." I shot my head up to glare at him. He looked older since the last time I saw him and as much as I hate to admit it, he was really hot. With is dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, his face was permanently etched in an amused expression that made him look like one of those cute, mischievous tumblr boys.

"Because um I uh got tired of tour life." I stuttered.

"Mhm." His eyes glinted with mischief "Aww did Jessie and her boyfriend get in a fight?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Justin you know Ross isn't my boyfriend."

"Oh I know, I meant Spencer, your actual boyfriend. I heard you were a little whore and cheated on him. It's all over facebook" He smirked at me.

"If you already knew why did you ask." I said coldly, not bothering to tell him I didn't cheat on Spencer. I pushed past him and walked up to my room. Well what was my old room because when I opened the door I found my youngest stepbrother playing video games with one of his friends.

"What did you do to my room?" I demanded. Cole didn't even look away from the game.

"It's our video game room now."

"Where did you put my bed and stuff then?" I was answered with a shrug.

"Ugh." I groaned "Boys suck." I picked my bags back up and trudged around my house looking for my dick of a dad. I found him in the basement with Jennifer watching a romcom. I stomped loudly to announce my arrival. The two looked away from the screen to look at me.

"Jessamine?" My dad questioned. I rolled my eyes.

"It's Jess." I growled.

"Jess it's so nice to see you!" Jennifer exclaimed. I glared at the fake blonde woman with a face full of makeup that was currently under my dad's arm.

"Why are you here?" My dad glanced at my suitcase.

"Ross didn't want me on tour anymore and Spencer and I broke up." I said monotonously. My dad's eyes brightened when I mentioned our breakup.

"Well it's nice to have you back." He nodded. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah yeah. Where am I supposed to sleep? My room has been taken over." I continued.

"Right. We weren't expecting you back so the boys have your room. But you could stay in the guest room beside Justin's room." My dad said. I sighed inwardly. Well I guess it was better than nothing.

"Okay thanks." I gave them a small smile before turning on my heel and walking up to the guest room. After walking back up to the second floor I past Justin's room and went into the one beside it. It had the same layout as my old bedroom and was about the same size but instead of sand coloured walls and a beach theme it had a deep burgundy and had a French hotel theme. Yay French hotels, they brought back the best of memories. Note my sarcasm. But I could deal with it, I'm practically over Spencer. Now I just have to get over Ross...

I guess Justin had heard the noise I made when I dropped my stuff because he ran into my room. Shirtless. Jess stop he's your step brother. And he's seventeen, isn't that illegal? But his abs... And his tan... Ugh his arms. It should be illegal for step brothers to be attractive. I was staring at his body for a bit too long.

"Jessie stop, I'm your step brother." He laughed at me.

"I was not just thinking about licking your abs." I crossed my arms over my chest, still somewhat distracted.

"Easy babe, that's not even what I said." He chuckled before strutting over to me and sitting next to me on my bed. I shifted a little bit when his arm brushed against mine. He must've noticed because he laughed quietly. We sat in silence for a couple minutes.

"So why really are you back? He asked. For once his voice wasn't oozing laughter and confidence, he actually sounded like he cared. I took a deep breath. I can't believe I was actually going to tell Justin everything.

"Don't tell anyone okay?" I said. He nodded his head "Okay so Spencer and I broke up because he, he hit me. So for like the past three months I've been a wreck and Ross finally snapped. He told me I was ruining everyone's time. So I left." Justin didn't say anything for a bit.

"He hit you?" He spoke slowly, testing the words on his tongue. I nodded my head equally as slow.

"I'm going to kill him." Justin decided "Ross too."

"It's fine really." I giggled "Well it's not fine, but don't kill them." Justin turned his head to look directly at me. He looked so innocent. So unlike the Justin I was used to. His brown eyes were staring into my blue ones. He opened his mouth to say something but he quickly closed it and shook his head. When he stopped moving I noticed the glint in his eyes were back and his smirk was perfectly drawn onto his face, as if they had never left. I guess he had enough of being an actual person for once. The bed sunk a little as he pushed himself off and into his feet. He strutted to the door. When he got to it he stopped and turned around to look at me.

"Just by the way, you can lick my abs anytime you want." He winked before walking away, leaving me to think about what the fuck just happened.