Ross Gets Dumped (An R5 Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

I’m not much for bragging, but I have the most beautiful, incredible, and talented girlfriend in the entire world. She’s a million times better than I could ever dream of being. She’s kind, caring, giving, funny, and all of the other positive attributes you would want your girlfriend to have. Except you can’t have her, because she’s mine all mine.

Don’t assume I’m the possessive type, because I’m really not. I don’t think of Hannah as my property. If I ever said she belonged to me, she would slap me silly and then walk out of my life without ever giving me a second glance. She doesn’t belong to me in the way an article of clothing belongs to a person. It’s more like she belongs with me. We coexist in a happy unified harmony.

To say I’m head over heels in love would be the understatement of the century, because I’m not just head over heels in love, I’m so beyond being in love that it isn’t even funny. We’re both young, me eighteen and her seventeen, but we talk about the future with no doubts that we’ll have one. I’m not going to pop the question any time soon, but I know that five years from now when I do ask her to marry me, she won’t have to hesitate before she says yes. That’s how perfect our relationship is.

Hannah is the daughter of the most famous actor and actress couple of our generation: Randy and Sandy Smith. The rhyming names are a bit much, but they’re in the love the way I want Hannah and I to be in love when we’re their age. For them, every day is a new mystery to discover. They fall in love all over again when they wake up each morning and they are the last one the other sees when they go to sleep at night. Hannah and I aren’t the only couple who want to be like them. Every person in America wants a relationship like Randy and Sandy Smith.

I was introduced to the Smith’s when I got a part in my first non-Disney movie at the beginning of the summer. Randy played my on-screen step-father. In the movie, which was number one in the box office six weeks in a row thankyouverymuch, Dante (played by Randy) thought Rico (played by yours truly) was getting in the way of his relationship with Suzy (played by another A-list actress, Anna Sings) who happened to be Rico’s recently divorced mother. By the middle of the movie, Dante and Rico discover they have more in common than just their love for Suzy: they actually both love baseball and Dante was secretly a pitcher bound for the big leagues until a career ending elbow injury just before the draft. In the end, Rico gives Dante his blessing to marry his mom, and Dante proposes at Rico’s first baseball game in the minor leagues. It was a heartwarming tale, and the progression of Dante and Rico sort of resembled the progression of my relationship with Randy.

He hated me the first day we met. When I say hated, I mean Hated with a capital H. He thought I was going to be like the other Disney Channel stars he worked with, spoiled senseless and used to getting my way. Little did he know, I’m not like that at all. On our first day on the set, Randy asked the director to have Rico’s role recast because he was so sure we couldn’t work together. And that was before he had even met me.

There was no way I was going to let myself get replaced. I may be Ross Lynch, teenage heartthrob, star of Disney Channel’s Austin & Ally and Teen Beach Movie, but Disney wasn’t all I was capable of. When I signed my first Disney Channel contract I knew I was going to have to spend the rest of my life proving to the world that I’m not just a Disney kid. You’ve seen it with all the other former Disney stars, right? I don’t want to have to post naked pictures of myself or check into rehab to prove that I’m more than my tween TV show though. I knew the only way to prove myself was through Dante Gets Pitched (a clever play on hitched, I think? Don’t ask, I didn’t name the thing, I just starred in it). So I worked my ass off to show him that he was wrong about me.

But the first time Randy asked me to get him coffee, I knew I was about to lose my job. It was only our second day of shooting. Day one was spent sucking up to Randy, which was why he assumed he could ask me to get him coffee on day two. Little did he know, I don’t take shit from anyone.