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NO ONES POV

It had been a week since Ross had confessed his feelings to Riker. Not much had changed. If anything, Ratliff and Rydel seemed closer than ever. Sometimes it would actually hurt for Ross to watch them cuddling together on the couch or kissing backstage. The fact that they were in the midst of their European tour wasn't helping, he had to survive another 2 and a half weeks of being around them constantly.

Right now they were all at a restaurant after their show in Amsterdam. They were in a booth, in the corner, a more private setting for one of the most successful bands of the time. Rydel and Ellington were seated together, of course, and Ross just happened to be sitting opposite them, so no matter how hard he tried to distract himself, they were there, right in front of him.

"So that show was pretty awesome right guys?" Rocky asked, obviously trying to get a conversation going at the oddly quiet table.

"It was pretty sweet" Riker agreed.

"One of our best yet" Rydel nodded

"I think it was great" Ratliff said as he nuzzled his face into Rydel's neck, making her giggle.

Ross cringed in disgust. In any other situation, Ross would have been happy for his sister and his best friend, but not when he was feeling this way about Ellington. His heart sunk as he watched the two exchange sweet nothings into the others ear.

"What about you Ross?"

Ross looked up and saw everyone looking at him expectantly. The show itself had been great, great crowd, great venue, yet Ross just didn't find himself enjoying it as much as he should have. He was too busy paying attention to the constant gazes between Rydel and Ellington throughout the night.

"It was good", he said in a bored monotone.

"What's up with you?"

Ross quickly looked over as Ratliff spoke to him. What was wrong with Ross? Apart from the obvious of him crushing on his best friend, Ross was just sick of being on tour and wanted nothing more than to go home and curl up on his own bed, rather than the unfamiliar, uncomfortable hotel beds that he had been recently sleeping in.

"Nothing".

Ross noticed Ratliff eyeing him suspiciously, but he seemed to let it slide.

The band was currently at the venue, in Munich, hours before their show would begin. It wasn't uncommon that the group would come in and practice before their concert, even though they had their sound check, a little extra rehearsal never hurt.

Ross wasn't in a good mood, a common occurrence for the past week or so. Normally he would be the one having the most fun or enjoying the sights and interviews. He was the most confident one in the band, the one who was the most out there. At the moment though, he was trying to take this rehearsal seriously, but a certain two people continued to muck around, and his patience was wearing.

He strummed a few chords and the others gradually joined in.

"In the back of a taxi cab one, quick turn you we-"

He was cut off by a high pitched giggling and the keyboard and drums being no longer audible. He turned around and saw Ellington chasing Rydel, who was running around with both of his drumsticks in her hands.

Ross felt himself getting angry, this wasn't the first time today that they had messed up a song or interrupted their rehearsal. Deep down he also felt himself getting jealous. He wished that it was him that Ellington was chasing. Ever since 'Rydellington' happened a few months ago, Ross and Ratliff hadn't been hanging out as much as they used to. At one stage, they were inseparable. They did everything together, but now it was like Ross was invisible to Ellington, that or he just didn't matter anymore.

"Rydel, Ratliff! Would it kill you just to pay attention for one fucking song?" He growled angrily at them.

Everyone seemed a bit taken back by Ross' anger. Ross was never the one to get angry over things like this, normally he would be the one that had to be shouted at for not paying attention or being distracted during rehearsals. Riker of course knew what was going on, and couldn't help but feel sympathetic for his little brother. He was happy that his sister was happy and had finally found someone, but he wasn't sure if it was worth it if it meant causing Ross this much pain.

"Woah dude, chill" Rocky said, furrowing his eyebrows at his younger brothers behaviour.

This just set Ross off even more.

"Well sorry for trying to be serious about our fucking band"

Ross just sent a glare towards the couple, who seemed a bit scared about the way Ross was acting, before taking off his guitar and storming out. The remaining for just looked at each other, before Ratliff left the room as well.

Ross ran back to the hotel, which was only a few minutes away, and went straight back up to the room which he was sharing with Rocky. He was in such a mood, that he didn't even notice that the door hadn't been shut properly. He just threw himself onto the bed and groaned into the pillow.

Ratliff quickly walked through the halls until he reached Ross' room. He waited outside for a few moments, trying to gather his thoughts, before taking a deep breath and making his way into the room.

He immediately noticed how dark the room was but still managed to make out the younger boy lying on his bed, and despite having no idea what was wrong with him, he felt sorry for Ross.

Ross, having heard someone come in, thought it was Rocky, since his brother was the only other one with a key to the room.

"Go away Rocky"

"It's not Rocky", Ratliff responded quietly.

Ross' head snapped up at the sound of his voice. What was he doing here? Out of all people, it had to be Ellington that came after him. He looked him over for a second, before shoving his face back into the pillow, obviously not looking to start a conversation.

"What's wrong Ross? You've been acting weird for the past few days"

"Like you give a shit". Ross' words were muffled by the pillow.

"Of course I care; I'm your best friend"

Something about the way that Ellington just assumed they were still best friends pissed Ross off even more. He lifted his head to glare at him.

"Best friend? Is that what you call it? You've hardly said two words to me this whole tour", his words were full of anger.

"Well you know Ross; you haven't exactly been trying to talk to me either"

"That's bullshit! Last year we hung out almost every day. We did everything together. Then all of a sudden you get a girlfriend, and it's like I don't even exist anymore. You blew me off countless amounts of times, when you were two busy making out with your girlfriend to hang out with your 'best friend'"

Ratliff paused for a second, taking in everything that had just been said. It was true, he had blown off Ross several times before, but dating Rydel just seemed more important to him.

"You're just jealous that I'm hanging out with someone else instead of you. It always has to be about oyu doesn't it Ross. You thrive off the attention, and now you get mad because I'm spending time with my girlfriend! At least she actually cares about someone other than herself! Why can't you be more like her, maybe then I would be more willing to hang out with you".

He didn't mean the words that came tumbling out of his mouth; he was just saying them out of anger towards his friend, who was now on the verge of tears. If he was being honest, Ross was probably one of the most selfless people out there. He did everything for him family and for his fans. Even when he had individual interviews he always made sure to mention the band or siblings.

For Ross, hearing those words come out of Ratliff's mouth made his heart break. Was he really that selfish? Rydel wasn't selfish, Rydel was perfect. Ellington was right, why couldn't he be more like her. Maybe he would have a chance with him. If having Ratliff like him meant that he couldn't be himself, Ross was willing to change, in fact Ross was willing to do anything in order for him to return his feelings.

"Get out"

"Ross…"

"Please just get out"

Ratliff nodded slowly and took one more look at Ross, before leaving the room, this time shutting the door completely.