So, yep, here is a new chapter! : ) I love writing this story and giving a "certain someone" the #Rianna feels! Also, a big thank you to: tonsofr5love and I'm A Brilliant Filmographer for reviewing!

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~Ross' P.O.V~

The beautiful girl in front of me just laughed at my randomness. Hopefully, she thought it was a joke.

This time, I managed to speak normally.- "Sorry about that. Anyway, what's your name?"

She smiled again before answering my question. People might say that I'm overreacting, but she had a very, very beautiful voice.

"Hey, Ross, I'm Cianna! I'm so glad that you're finally in England! Do you know how long I've waited for that to happen?"

Oh. So her name was Cianna. Beautiful.

"Well, I'm here now and that's great, right?" – I made a very stupid face causing me to mentally face-palm myself.

I don't know why, maybe because she was awesome or because she took pity on me, but she laughed at my 'joke'.

"C'mon, it's my turn to talk to Ross,"- Somebody shouted from behind. I turned around to see who it was. Just another girl, nothing special. Tons of makeup, no sense of fashion…just, ugh.

I turned around, hoping to see Cianna again. But with my luck, nobody was there. Instead, in front of me, there was a little piece of paper.

I anxiously picked it up. I didn't know what to expect. And honestly, I wasn't sure what I wanted to see.

As I picked it up, I saw Cianna's phone-number. I looked at it one last time before putting it in the pocket of my leather jacket and facing my next fan.

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The day went by surprisingly quick, considering all of the interviews, fan meet-ups and more. But now that I think about it, it was thinking about Cianna that made time fly.

Anyway, as we arrived back at the hotel, somewhere next to Big Ben, I collapsed on the bed in my room. Room-service was about to come soon and I was excited to finally put food in my mouth.

Soon enough, an employee of the hotel came in with my French-toast. Yep, I have French-toast for dinner.

After stuffing all the food in my mouth, taking a shower and putting on some sweats, I took my leather jacket and my phone, determined to call Cianna.

First though, I decided to call Rydel and the boys who were all back home.

"Ross? Is it you? It is? GUYS! IT'S ROSS ON THE PHONE!" – Rydel screamed. How I missed my crazy family…

"Hey, Delly! Are you guys ok? You don't miss me too much, do you?" – I smirked against the phone. I was pretty sure Rydel could practically hear my smirk. She knew me all too well.

We spoke for a minute or two, saying how much we missed each other, some tour details and stuff like that. Soon, I heard a loud thumping sound.

I looked around the room, thinking that the noise was coming from there. But soon, I heard four loud voices shout:

"ROSS, BUDDY!"

The guys must have found the phone…

I talked with them for a while too, but soon, I was too bothered by thoughts about Cianna that I decided to hang up.

Sighing I took my leather-jacket again and opened the pocket. My hand wandered around, trying to take hand of the little piece of paper. There was only one problem.

The piece of paper was gone.

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