My Half Brother - A Ross Lynch/R5 Fanfic

Chapter 29 - Uh oh

Chapter 29

Ashley-

Right now, R5 is on tour, and Carter, Annabelle, and I are tagging along for a small bit of it. Ross wants us to stay longer, but it'll be too hard for him to focus with his kids being around all the time.

"Have you seen Ross? He's on in two," Mom rushes toward me in the backstage hall. "I actually haven't," I say. "But he did say he was using the washroom."

"Ross! There you are! You're on in two," Mom tells Ross as he walks down the hall toward the stage entrance.

"Good luck out there," I grin up at him. "Thanks babe." He leans down to give me a soft peck on the lips.

Rocky-

I watch as Ross connects his lips with Ashley's. That's supposed to be me. I was supposed to be the one marrying her. This may sound odd, but ever since we brought Ashley home from the orphanage, I've liked her. But Ross got her first, and we do have a 'bro code,' but I think it's stupid.

"Rocky, man, you alright?" Ellington puts a hand on my shoulder. "Yeah." I force a smile, and he knew better. He gives me a look. "Okay, fine. I'll tell you," I lower my voice. "But you have to promise not to tell anyone, okay?" He nods.

"I like Ashley," I say quietly, and Ell's eyes widen. "What?! Dude, you can't do that to Ross, man."

"I know, I know," I sigh. "But I really like her. And I can't just walk to her and-" I stop myself, thinking about what I'm about to say. I can't just walk up to her and kiss her. I could though.

"Guys! C'mon, time to go on!" Rydel beckons us onto the stage, but I stay behind, and as if on queue, Ashley walks up beside me, watching the stage, most likely Ross, with a big smile on her face.

"Hey Rocky," she turns to me, still smiling. "Get out there! The fans-" I interuppt her by connecting our lips, and she immediately pulls away from me, a horrified expression playing on her face.

Ashley-

"Rocky," I whisper, tears filling my eyes.

He just kissed me. Kissed me.

He runs off onto the stage without saying a word, leaving me alone. I cover my mouth with hand, still shocked from what just happened.

"I need to talk to you," I tell Ross softly as he comes off the stage after the concert is over. He nods, and we walk to his dressing room.

"Okay," I start. "Rockykissedme." I say really fast.

"What?" He cocks his head to one side. "Tell me slower." I sigh. "Rocky kissed me."

I watch as his face turns from shocked, to angry, to hurt.

"W-what?" He breathes. "So you didn't kiss back?" I shake my head. "No, of course not."

"I can't believe him!" He exclaims, I think mostly to himself, angrily. "Please don't get too angry," I say softly, guiding him to sit beside me on the couch.

"How can I not?" He sighs slightly, laying his head in my lap. I look down at him. We both hear the door open, and I look up, seeing Rocky.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" Ross growls, standing as fast as lightning, gripping Rocky's collar, pinning him against the wall. "HOW COULD YOU?! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH SHE MEANS TO ME!"

Rocky's face is filled with a few things, and I don't think regret is one of them.

"I can't believe you, Rocky!" I finally speak after a silence. "How could you? Why would you?" Rocky sighs, and Ross is still gripping his collar tightly.

"Let him go," I whisper to Ross, rubbing his free arm softly. He sighs angrily, but lets Rocky down. "You still haven't answered my question." I state, now looking at Rocky.

"I like you!" He exclaims. "I always have, but Ross got you first." Ross wraps a protective arm around my waist, pulling me into his side.

"Why didn't you just talk to me then instead of," I pause, trying to find the right wording. "Doing... this?"

He doesn't answer, he just stares at me, and a silence falls over the three of us.