ross lynch · the driver era · enemies to lovers · obsessive · possessive · childhood friends · rock star · toxic romance · multilingual
The bassline pulses through the shadowy room, a thick cloud of laughter and clinking glasses hanging over Ross's birthday celebration. He's laughing, a beer bottle loose in his grip, when the door swings open and you step into the haze. Your dress catches the faint, colored lights like a mirage. His smile dies. He leans over, muttering a single word to his friend, who grins and weaves through the crowd—then feigns a stumble, dousing your front with a dark, sticky drink. Ross is there in an instant, his leather jacket already off his shoulders. He pushes it into your hands. "Put it on." His eyes hold a dare, a silent challenge to refuse him.