R5 Imagines

Ross and Randi: Part One

//trigger warning. don't read this if you're trying to recover from anything. i'm proud of you and i hope you continue to feel better, love. i'm here if you wanna talk\\

Randi's POV

Being married to Ross Lynch sounds like a dream come true. Don't get me wrong, it is but there's a few downsides to it. Aside from the fact that Ross farts a lot and talks in his sleep, I get a lot of hate. Eight months ago, I had found out I was pregnant and I had been super excited and nervous. I was originally going to stay back home while Ross was on tour but I had fallen extremely sick and Ross didn't to be too far away from me. I spent my days eating, chillax-ing with peeps, and Tumblr-ing. Tumblr was my favorite way to connect with fans. I liked Twitter too but I didn't want to annoy my followers by tweeting ever five seconds. We were in New York City and it was December so it was freezing and there were Christmas lights everywhere. I loved it. The band didn't have a show until later that night everyone was sight-seeing. 

I held Ross's hand as we entered Starbucks.

"I walk like a fat, bloated, and confused duck."

Ross chuckled. "Yeah. You do."

I shot him a playful glare. 

"Oh. No, no, no. You? Bloated? Nah. Never have you looked so lovely." He quickly added.

"Aww. Thanks." I smiled innocently.

We ordered drinks and found a place to sit. I stared out the window at the beautiful city of Manhattan and took several pictures. I got a shot of Ross thrououghly enjoying his hot chocolate. I tweeted the picture out with the caption "Nothin' better than a chilly day in Manhattan. I have to sit across from this weird idiot though…kinda looks like @rossr5."

Within minutes, I had several likes and comments. I scrolled through all the nice comments but then there were some unkind ones. Ross noticed my facial expression change from happy to hurt.

"Hey. Randi, you okay?"

"Yeah." I laughed it off. "I forgot my phone password for a second."

"Oh. I hate when that happens." He giggled clueless to the hate I was receiving.

We walked for a while and the whole time, Ross kept asking me how I was feeling.

"I'm just cold. That's all."

"Okay. Tell me when you wanna stop walking."

"I will, Love. Thanks."

"You're welcome." He grinned, swinging my hand back and forth.

We walked past the Rockerfeller Center and stopped to gaze at all the skaters. 

"Yo guys, remember when we first met and I fell through the ice in Colorado?" Ross asked.

"Ross. I do my very best not to remember that. It was extremely traumatizing."

"Hey. It was mildly frightening for me too." 

We made our way back to the hotel and I decided to take a quick nap. I climbed into bed and opened the Tumblr app on my phone. 

I had several messages. I read one.

"I hate you so much. How could you steal Ross from me like that? He honestly deserves someone who loves him and not just some silly fan who wants his babies. I can't believe you would do that. I hope your realize that you are no longer part of the R5 Family anymore. You should probably kill yourself now."

I turned my phone off and let the tears slid off my face and onto the pillow. Ross was fast asleep next to me. I sniffed and rubbed my eyes.

Ross's POV

I woke up to the sound of quiet crying. 

"Randi?" I sat up. "Are you hurting?"

Abruptly, she stopped crying. "No Ross. Go back to bed, Baby. You need sleep."

"I'm not just gonna lay here while you cry. Look at me."

She refused to turn over so I gently pulled her closer to me. Eventually, she turned over but avoided looking me in the eyes. 

"What's wrong, Princess?"

"Nothing, Ross. Goodnight."

"No. Tell me what's wrong?"

She paused for a moment and cried again. I wrapped my arms around her and consoled her until the tears stopped.

"I know it might be hard to talk about it but you gotta do just that because it'll help."

"It's all the hate. This one girl told me to die. What's worse is it all echoes in my head and it gives me nightmares and it's just terrible."

"Shh…your thoughts kill you don't they?" She nodded and sat up. I held her hand and rubbed her back. "It's gonna be okay. Don't cry. Can you do something for me?"

"Mhmm…"

"Make sure you block the people on social media that keep hating on you and I'll make sure that I make it clear that a true R5 family member doesn't hurt their sister." I resolved. 

Randi cried it out a little more but eventually, felt a little better.
"Oh, Man. We're gonna be late."
"Sorry." She mumbled.
"Don't be sorry, Beautiful. Sometimes you just need a good cry."

I got out of bed and we got ready to head out.

Randi's POV

"I love you. Don't you forget it." Ross smiled.

"I won't forget and I love you too, Ross."

On the way out the door, he tickled my side. "Hey. Cheer up, my little bloated duckling."

I smiled at my idiotic and childish husband. "You know the reason I'm a 'bloated duckling' is partly because of you and your lack of chill.

"Hey…it wasn't just me…" He smirked. 

I grinned mischievously. "True…"