R5 Preferences

A Fan Physically Hurts You

A Fan Physically Hurts You

A/N: I just want to explain this one a little. Okay so this one will be where a fan hurts you, and then the boys' reactions. I just wanted to clarify because I didn't want all of you reading the title and thinking 'Is Ashley getting violent with her writing?! Uh oh.' Lol. So yeah! :D ~Ash

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Ross:   You were walking thourgh the crowd, Ross tightly, but gently, grasping your hand, so you won't get lost, because this was first time experiencing this. He was leading you into the hotel with the rest of R5, Stormie, Mark, and Ryland until one fan, who looked about your age, decided to push you down, your hand falling out of Ross'. "Stay down there, you fat pig! You deserve to be trampled!" She snickers, and Ross glares at her, and the fans around you see this, and clear the way a little, as Ross helps you up. "Don't talk to her like that," he snaps at her, holding you away from her in his arms. "And if you were a true fan, you'd support us!" She looked at the both of you, dumbfounded, as you walk into the hotel with the others.

Riker:   You decided to go out on a walk when Riker was out at the studio, when a group of three girls, who looked to be about 16. "Hey (Y/N)," one of them, who had blonde hair, obviously dyed,and looked like the group's 'leader' sneered. "Hi," you smile, deciding to be nice. "You big fans?" You ask, referring to R5. "Yeah," the brunette girl behind the blonde one smiles at you. "You're Riker's girlfriend, right?" You nod. "You don't deserve him," the blonde girl sneers again, pushing you. You stumble, but regain your balance quickly, glaring at the girl. "What's your problem?! What have I ever done to you?!" She was about to answer when Riker comes up beside you. "What's going on here?" He asks, and you could tell he didn't like how the girls were treating you. "(Y/N)'s being a-" "A b***ch? Don't you dare say that, because she isn't. You're playing that role here, so why don't you just move along home." She stares, mouth agape, walking away in a hissy-fit, and once she was far enough away, Riker couldn't help but chuckle. "Let's head home, yeah?" You nod, leaning up to kiss his cheek before you both head home.

Rocky:   You were standing in the front row at one of R5's shows, watching Rocky the whole time rocking out with his siblings. "You (Y/N)?" You hear a teenager's voice as the band was getting ready for the next song. "Yeah," you nod. "That's me." "Well listen here, and listen good," she sneers. "If you go anywhere near R5 again, I'll find you and you may not see light again." She pushes you, hard, and you hit the ground with a thud, and one of the fans sees this, and helps you up as Rocky runs off stage. "Thank you," you tell the fan, and he just smiles lightly and nods. "Baby, are you okay?" Rocky panics, and you nod. "I'm okay. Just the fall kinda hurt." "Where is she?" He demands, and take your hand in his, knowing that that will calm him a little. "Rocky, please. It's okay. I'm okay, aren't I? Just don't worry about it." He sighs. "Fine. You promise?" "Promise. Now get up on that stage and start looking as sexy as ever." "I thought I already was?" He winks, running onto the stage, and you giggle.

Ellington:   You couldn't get out of the trap of the corner of the alleyway that these three R5 fans had you in. Ellington was inside the club you two went to with the rest of the band, and the fans, without you realizing until after, had dragged you out here. "Let me go." You say firmly, surprising yourself that you didn't sound scared. "Why would we? Ellington doesn't want you. No one does. You're just a worthless, waste of space." The 'front runner' of the three starts to push you down while the other two start to kick you, surely leaving bruises. "Hey!" You hear Ell's voice and the girls immediately stop, turning to him. "Hi Ellington," they all say sweetly. "Don't you 'hey Ellington' me! Help (Y/N) up!" The girl who pushed you down helps you up, whispering in your ear, "B***ch." "What was that?" Ell walks toward her. "I didn't say anything," she replies innocently. "You," he harshly whispers. "You get out of here with your friends. And don't ever dare touch (Y/N) again. You got that?" She nods, looking quite scared, scurrying away. He turns to you, "You okay, princess?" You nod. "I think I will be."

Ryland:   "Will you be okay here alone for a sec, babe?" Ryland was really busy with all the lights and planning and things for R5. "Yeah, yeah. I'll be fine, Ry. Go." "Thank you." He pecks your lips, running out of the dressing room, and you sit on the couch, scrolling through your phone. "Look who it is," your head whips up to see a girl about your age walk in and toward you. How'd she get in here? "A fat, worthless, ugly pig." She pushes back into the couch cushions. "Get off me." You tell her in a firm tone of voice. "Why? I want to ugly you up more." She was about to swing a punch into your face, but Ryland came running through the door before she could. "HEY! GET OFF HER AND GET OUT!" Ryland hollers, and her eyes widen, and she runs out, and Ry takes you into his arms, rocking back and forth slightly. "It's okay babe. I'm here." He whispers. "It's okay. I'm okay, Ry." He just hugs you tighter, kissing your hair every once and awhile.

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A/N: Hey hey!

Sorry I haven't updated any prefs lately. There'll be more soon. :)

And for the AshFam fanart, it'll be attached to an author's note soon. Promise. ♡

Love you all so so much,

~Ash xoxo