R5 Imagine Journal

Ross AU Imagine - Eloping (Part 1)

"Are you nervous?" you asked Ross as you walked through the park. He nodded.

"Yes! Are you kidding me?" he exclaimed. You giggled.

"Why?" You inquired. Ross scoffed.

"Why am I nervous?" You looked up at him, and nodded. "Maybe because I'm about to ask the love of my life's parents if I can marry her." You giggled a little more, and grabbed Ross's hand intertwining your fingers.

"Don't worry, my dad can seem a little overprotective sometimes but, he's harmless. What dad isn't protective of his daughter though?" You said. Ross shrugged his shoulders.

"Yea, but I'm pretty sure that most parents don't really look at me and see the guy they want their daughter to marry. One look at the motor cycle, and leather jacket, and they already want me out of the picture." Ross admitted.

"Well they're not like that." You encouraged. Ross raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Are you sure? Remember the first time I came over for dinner to meet them."

The front door slammed, and your dad walked in.

"Good, you're here." You acknowledged with a sigh of relief.

"Sorry honey I ran late at the office. I almost got into an accident on the way here." Your dad grumbled as he gave you half a hug and set his coat on the coatrack.

"What happened?"

"Oh some hotshot on a motorcycle thought he was going to be cool, and cut me off by the gas station. I almost hit the dang fool." He complained.

"You have to be more careful around those drivers! They can be reckless sometimes." your mom scolded him. You gritted your teeth knowing Ross drove a motorcycle, they didn't usually judge people on their appearance, but they did tend to be a bit old fashioned sometimes. Ross's motorcycle rumbled outside your window as he turned into your driveway.

"WHAT THE HECK?" your dad spoke.

"That must be Ross." You mumbled, slightly embarrassed. There was a knock on the door. You quickly opened it to see Ross standing there in his leather jacket.

"Sorry I'm late babe, some jerk in a red minivan almost hit me on the way here." Ross explained kissing you on the cheek. You cringed realizing Ross must've been the guy from your dad's story.

"Mom, Dad this is Ross. My boyfriend." You sheepishly introduced.

"Crazy hotshot on motorcycle, nice to actually meet you." Your dad said sticking out his hand.

"Angry red minivan that almost hit me, nice to meet you too." Ross spoke shaking your dad's hand. You put your hand over your face, and just shook your head.

You snapped back to reality.

"Oh yes, that was an interesting night."

"Interesting, and awkward!" Ross muttered.

"Yea, but that was over a year ago, I'm in college now. It's gotten better since then. I think they might be starting too actually like you."

"I hope so." Ross admitted.

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"So Ross, how's college?" your dad asked Ross after you all sat down at the table. You asked your parents to dinner at this restaurant with you, and Ross. You were both equally nervous.

"Actually I'm taking a break from college right now." Your dad eyed Ross peculiarly.

"Really...huh." You could feel your dad judging Ross across the table. You grabbed Ross's hand under the table, and gave it a squeeze. He needed that reassurance. "Is there any reason why?"