long time no post. Sorry.

Anyway so I hope you like this and just so you know, in my story, Rocky and Riker don't share a room. Oh and I have the BIGGEST plot twist planned for this story! This chapter gets a bit weird sorry...

ROSS POV
Why can't you be more like her…
Throughout the two months since Ross had kicked Ratliff out of the hotel room, those words had been circulating around his head non-stop. No matter what he did to try and distract himself, he just could not forget them. He would often spend hours practicing music or at photo shoots or at an interview, but Ratliff was always on his mind.

The tour hadn't done much to distract him, and now that it was over, he had nothing to do with himself. They were leaving for their Canadian leg of the tour in two weeks, and the Kids Choice Awards were coming up, but for now, he spent most of his time in his room, either sleeping or just watching movies.
Their parents were out with Ryland, and everyone else had just left to go get some frozen yoghurt, but Ross refused. He had definitely distanced himself from his family, but no one had tried to talk to him about it yet. The way he felt about his bandmate, had gone way past the point of a crush, and now he was head over heels in love with him. And this love was driving him crazy.

He was just sitting on his bed, thinking. If Ratliff wanted him to be more like Rydel, then he was going to be more Rydel. He quickly got off his bed ad rushed into Rydel's room. He knew what he was going to do was weird and crazy, but if it made Ellington like him, he would do it without hesitation.

Ross opened up his sisters wardrobe and looked through several of her outfits. He finally pulled out a plain black skirt and pink floral top. He put them on, and felt oddly comfortable in the new outfit he was wearing. On Rydel's dresser he found a pink nail polish, which he happily painted his finger nails with. He made his way into Rydel's bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror.

He still was Ross, and he didn't want to be Ross anymore. He wanted to be Rydel, the girl that Ratliff loved, maybe then he could be loved as well. He opened up one of the many make up bags and pulled out long black cylinder like object. He opened it up, and discovered it to be a mascara wand. He hesitated for a second, before applying it to both sets of eyelashes. He also managed to find a bright pink lipstick, and put some onto his lips.
Now when he looked at himself in the mirror he felt more secure about how he looked. If he had her long straight her, and more feminine features, he could definitely pass as Rydel. He couldn't help the smile that spread over his face as that thought came to his mind.

He looked even further into his sisters drawers and nice set of clip on earrings. He looked at them curiously before deciding that they would only improve his Rydel-like appearance. As he was clipping one of the earrings on, a loud high-pitched scream echoed through the small bathroom.

In the doorway stood a horrified Rydel. She had just walked in on her younger brother, wearing her clothes, wearing her makeup. She was in the middle of freaking out over the craziness of the situation.
After hearing her scream, Rocky, Ratliff and Riker ran to the bathroom to see what was going on. Ross just stood there, feeling slightly embarrassed about how everyone was just staring at him, and nervous about whether Ellington would like his new look or not.

"What the fuck are you doing you freak?!" Rydel shouted at him.

She stormed over to him before he got a chance to respond and snatched the earrings out of his hand, before slapping him in the face.

"You're such a creep, never touch my stuff again!"
She walked back over to her brothers and her boyfriend before whispering "What a fag"

That statement was obviously meant for him to hear, and that enough hurt Ross more than he thought possible, but he felt like his heart had been ripped out when he saw that both Rocky and Ratliff were both laughing at what she said.

Without thinking, Ross shoved past them and ran into his room, before flopping onto his bed and crying.

Riker stood there, almost in shock from what had just happened. He knew that it had something to do with the fact that Ross was in love with Ratliff, but he didn't know why Ross thought it was necessary to take it this far.
After Ross had ran out, the other three had burst into laughter and started to make fun of Ross. he left the room and made his way towards Ross' door. It was pretty late, almost 10 so he was a little surprised when his phone began to ring, signalling he was getting a call from one of R5s managers.
He frowned before answering the phone.

"Hello?"
"Riker, what's the day today?" His manager growled angrily

Riker's confusion had only grown at this point.

"Monday…"
"Exactly! And how many times did I tell you about the two interviews and the photo shoot you were supposed to have today?!"

Riker cursed as he suddenly remembered all the times that he had been told about today's schedule.

"Shit I'm sorry, I forgot".
"Oh really I hadn't noticed" his manager sneered sarcastically. "And you should be damn sorry, do you have any idea how many people I had to apologise to today, on your behalf!"

Riker was sick of always being blamed for things going wrong. No matter what happened, it was always his fault.

"Hey I'm not the only one who forgot, everyone else did too"
"You're the oldest Riker, take a little responsibility. I'm done with this conversation, and you are going to have a busy few days to make up for all these interviews. Oh and don't forget that your radio tour starts in four days!" And with that he hung up.

Riker sighed angrily and went to his room. He went straight into his bed and snuggled up under the covers. He was too stressed and he just needed some time alone.

Ross lay in his bed just staring at the ceiling. He was still hiccuping occasionally but he had calmed himself down tremendously.

He didn't understand. Ratliff had told him to be more like Rydel, but when he tried to be like her, he just laughed at him. No one understood what he was going through, and only one person knew what he was going through. He needed to talk to Riker, maybe he could help him out.

Ross got out of his bed and crept towards his door, thankful that Ryland wasn't there at the moment. He quietly opened the door, and soundlessly made his way down the hallway, hoping to avoid confrontation with anyone.

He signed in relief as he got to Riker's door unnoticed. He opened the door and peered into the dark room.

"Riker?"
"What?"

Riker hadn't meant for his response to come out as blunt and rude as it did but he just wasn't in the mood to be dealing with Ross' problems at the moment.

"Is there something wrong with me?"
"No Ross, there's nothing wrong with you" Riker said tiredly.
"Am I a freak?"

Riker just wanted to be alone and he was losing his patience.

"No Ross! Can you just leave me alone!"

It was quiet for a few moments before a sob echoed through the room.

"I-I'm sorry, I'll go n-now"

Riker couldn't help but feel guilty at how rejected Ross sounded, and how he made him cry.

"Ross wait" he called and Ross turned around "come here"

He lifted up the blankets and Ross got in the bed beside him. Ross snuggled into his brothers chest, still crying. Riker wrapped his arms around him protectively and rubbed his back.

"Why a-am I like this? What's wrong with m-me? Why can't I be n-mormal?"

Riker didn't know the answer to his questions, he just continued to rub his back with one hand, while the other held Ross' head against his chest.