Marriya's PoV
"You're Emily Chance, right?" I ask slowly.
"Yeah, how do you... wait a second. Marriya?"
"Yes," I smile. "It's me!"
"Oh my gosh I haven't seen you in forever!" She exclaims.
"How has the drama program been since I left last year?"
"It will never be the same! You were the best teacher that school has seen in a long time, even if you were only doing it for work experience," I laugh.
"What brings you down here anyway?" She questions.
"I moved in with my brother and parents," I answer.
Gauging the lost look in her eyes, I begin to explain the whole story. She stays quiet the entire time, letting me say what needs to be said.
"Wow," she murmurs after I finish.
"I honestly can't wait for Ross and the others to come home. I've literally done nothing productive at all since they left. Like at all," I admit. "But enough about me. How have you been doing?"
"I've auditioned for a leading role in a new movie, so we'll see how that turns out," she says. "But other then that not too much."
"Well if you wanna do something, gimme a call," I laugh. "I really should get out of the house more."
"Will do," she smiles, handing me a small slip of paper with 10 numbers scrawled across it.
"Bye, Emily," I grin, flashing her a small wave.
"Bye, Marriya," she calls.
Warm April wind blows against my face the second I step from the restaurant. I make not even a few steps in the direction of my car before I am approached by three girls about my age.
"Oh my gosh! It's Marriya!" One shrieks.
"Hi," I greet, uncertainty dancing in my tone.
"We're huge fans of R5!" Another one cries.
"That is so great!" I exclaim. "I wish the guys were here to meet you too!"
"Can we please have a picture?" The third one asks.
"Of course!"
I stand between the girls, smiling happily as they snap a few selfies of us.
"Can I take one too?" I ask. "For Twitter."
They all agree, immediately moving to fix their hair and straighten their outfits.
"@Marriyar5: Met these three beauties ❤ #Starbucksfordays #lovethelifeimliving"
"Thank you so much, Marriya!" The first girl says, looking as if she is about to burst out into tears.
"It was so awesome meeting you!" The second girl adds.
"The pleasure was mine," I reply honestly.
"And just so you know, were not the only ones dying to meet you. I've seen the twitter hate, but I really hope you're not taking it to heart. They're only jealous because you have what they want," the third says. "You're a really amazing person, and Ross is lucky to have you."
"That means a lot," I reply honestly.
More then they will ever know.
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Ross' PoV
This tour has been the most hectic of my life, hands down. I've barely touched my phone in the last week due to the concerts, recording, song writing, and radio visits. 6 days till we will be home, and I honestly can't wait.
"Ross!" Ratliff exclaims from his bunk. "Come here!"
Sighing loudly, I force myself onto my feet and trudge over to his bed.
"Look at this! Last hashtag" He cries, handing his phone to me.
"@Marriyar5: Met these three beauties ❤ #Starbucksfordays #lovethelifeimliving"
My body is overtaken with an indescribable joy; my face is captivated in the largest, goofiest grin imaginable.
"She's gonna be okay, Man!" Ratliff says happily. "She's happy with her new life!"
"She is better then okay, Rat. She's moved on from her old life at last," I say, still unable to fight the smile from my face.
"We did it."
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Marriya's PoV
-- Day R5 Returns --
I pull the SUV into the airport parking lot only a few minutes before 7. "He's here," I think to myself. "Somewhere among the thousands of people in there, I'll find Ross."
Moving quickly, I maneuver my way through the large crowds of people over to the terminal I am meeting everyone at.
Disappointment floods my system as I arrive to find a sea of paparazzi, but no one else.
Attempting to stay unnoticed by the cameras, I stand away from the crowd and look down at my phone.
7:24. "Where is he?" I silently wonder.
The butterflies that have been trapped in my stomach for the past few hours disappear and are replaced with a feeling of pure ecstasy as my favourite voice in the world calls out, "Marriya?"
Looking up, I find Ross standing about 30 feet away in a pair of ripped jeans and a hoodie, his hair pulled back in a bright beanie.
"Ross," I murmur, my breath hitching on the single syllable.
"Come here," he mouths to me.
Immediately, I begin running towards him. His arms encircle my waist as he pulls me up; my arms wrapping around his neck.
"Ross, people are staring," I murmur.
"I don't care."
Without another word, he leans in and presses a kiss to my lips.
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AHHHHHHHHHH THE SHIP HAS SAILED AT LAST!!! I can't tell you how long I've been waiting for this moment!! What do you think for ship names. Rarriya, Rorriya, and Rossiya are the three I've thought of, and I want your guises input. Comment below which of those names you like best. The one with the most votes will become their official ship name!
This was a difficult chapter to write, but I think it turned our alright. I had laterally no ideas for the beginning at all 😬
I am sad to announce I will not be updating for a while. I am part of a Mission trip to Mexico, so I will be gone for the next two weeks. I will post as soon as I can, but I will be starting high school a few days later.
Anywho, please vote and leave me a comment with your thoughts! Also, if you have any suggestions for the story, either comment them or PM me with them! I would love to hear from you guys!
Thanks to everyone who has read up to this point! Your love and support means the world to me!
~Hannah xxx
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