R5 + Ryland Preferences

Preference #51- young marriage (part 1)

Rocky: "And we are home!" Rocky announced, carrying you through the doorway of your new house. He set you down just inside and turned around to get the rest of your luggage from the car. You smiled to yourself as you looked around your new home. It was absolutely breathtaking. It certainly didn't look like it could be the home of two 18 year old newlyweds, but thanks to the success of the 'Louder' album it was. You dragged your suitcase upstairs to yours and Rocky's bedroom and quickly pulled your laptop out. You flopped down on your bed and quickly pulled up Facebook & Twitter. You had been in the Bahamas for the past two weeks; you hadn't checked anything since the morning of your wedding. Your Twitter feed was blowing up with tweets about Rocky's wedding. "I can't believe @rockyR5 is married now!!" "@(y/t/n) and @rockyR5 are coming home today!! Can't wait for all the pictures." "Look at @(y/t/n)'s wedding dress! Goooorgeous!" "They look so happy!" You smiled to yourself as you scrolled through, reading the different tweets. "Married at 18? I give it a year, maybe. @rockyR5 @(y/t/n)" "I think (y/n) is a total #golddigger. @(y/t/n) @rockyR5" "I bet @(y/t/n) is pregnant. Who else would get married at 18?? She's got @rockyR5's #bunintheoven" You frowned when you came across a few negative tweets. Ok, so maybe getting married at 18 was uncommon these days. But why did it have to mean that you were pregnant? You were most definitely not pregnant. You continued scrolling; your feed had turned into nothing but negativity and hate. You felt tears well up in your eyes. "Hey babe, my mom just texted and wants us to come over for dinner tonight since we just got home." He stopped short when he saw you crying. "(Y/n) what's wrong??" he asked, immediately concerned. You shook your head and pushed your laptop towards him. He sat down next to you and began scrolling through your feed. You watched him through tear-filled eyes. His expression hardened; you saw the veins in his neck begin to pop out. He quickly clicked on the icon in the top corner and began to compose a new tweet. "Rocky it's still on my Twitter." You reminded him. He nodded. "I know." He said absentmindedly, focusing on what he was typing. He quickly his send and handed you your laptop back. "I can't believe you guys. (Y/n) isn't just my girlfriend anymore; she is my WIFE. And I don't appreciate what you all have been saying about our marriage. I am VERY disappointed in the #R5Family right now. - Rocky" You looked up at him and smiled. "I love you." You said quietly. He leaned over and pecked your lips. "I love you too." he replied. Shortly after he tweeted from your account there was a new #1 trend: R5 Fam Loves the New Mrs. Lynch.

Ross: "Ross I still can't get over how gorgeous this ring is." You gushed, admiring the sparkling diamond on your ring finger. Ross had proposed a few weeks ago onstage at a concert and you had been on cloud nine ever since. It had immediately caused both a media and R5 Family uproar. Ross had just turned 18, but you were still 17. Of course the wedding wasn't going to be held until after you turned 18 in a few months. However, the media was having a field day with your young engagement. Stories were all over the news about how you and Ross were a 'Liam and Miley' in the making. You frowned, thinking about all the negativity you had been reading lately. "But honestly, do I look like I'm going to hop up on a wrecking ball and swing around naked?" you asked, looking up at Ross. He looked down at you with a smirk on his face. You rolled your eyes and stood up. "Clearly that was the wrong question to ask." You muttered as you made your way into the kitchen. He laughed as he followed closely behind. "Babe I'm joking. Look I know that getting married at 18 is a controversial topic, but everyone is different! What's good for some couples isn't good for others. We aren't going to be another statistical young marriage that ends in divorce." He assured you. You turned around to face him. "How are you so sure?" you asked quietly. He stepped closer and took your face in his hands. "Because I love you. And you love me. And we're going to make it work no matter what." He said before leaning down and pecking your lips. You wrapped your arms around his waist and snuggled into his chest. "Now about that wrecking ball..." he started. You rolled your eyes again and laughed. "Maybe on the honeymoon." You whispered in his ear before pecking his cheek and flouncing back into the living room.

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