Raura:R5 and the songwriter

22:Storm

"Nothing, let me show you another secret of mine" Ross pulled the string that was hanging from the ceiling which was converted into stairs that lead to attic.

"Follow me" he said. We both climbed up and he pointed to one of the walls in there.

"Another painting, and that to on a full wall. That's amazing" I said. Honestly nothing surprise me more right now.

"Yeah when Mr. Jones was teaching me painting, we both discovered that I....."

"That you really like spray painting" I said cutting him. My eyes were not leaving the wall which made it sound a bit rude. So to cover it up I averted my eyes towards him and smiled. But he was giving me 'how did you know that?' look. Honestly I had that coming

"Don't look at me like that, you are a famous person" he smiled and nodded his head. He walked towards a really old cupboard there and opened it. There were spray paint cans over there of possibly every colour. He picked two of them and handed me one.

"Ross I..."

"I know, there is no need for Ms. Laura Marano to be a famous person to know that she practically don't know anything except writing"

"Hey that was rude" I said making a angry face.

"Okay sorry, come on let me show you" he stood behind me holding my hand with the spray paint and his other hand on my shoulder. I was trying really hard to concentrate but these butterflies in my stomach are not ready to take rest. Not able to take it anymore I told him that I understood and started painting with him.

"Hey but what are we painting?" I asked him as I was standing there clueless with yellow spray paint in my right hand.

"Mr. Jones gave me this room as my belief spot but I couldn't complete this painting as I didn't have a belief. So today is the day to complete it. We are painting your belief." I was just smiling. How can you even reply to something like that?

Next hour passed me following directions of Ross of what to paint. 

"So who else knows about this place?" I asked out of curiosity.

"No one, just you and me" my hands stopped for a minute. Hundred questions were jumping inside my mind giving a slight headache. He didn't tell anyone. How is that possible?. I need answers. So I jumped right to the point.

"Then why me?"

"I asked him the same question." He said giggling. " The first day I found out about the belief spot. He told me that it just felt right. I'm gonna tell the same thing Laura. Showing you this just felt right."

He paused for a moment and started saying again

"You are the only other person who knows about this place. Which gives you the authority of bringing a person here who you feel is right. I trust you with that"

"I will Ross"

He smiled. A genuine smile. "Look painting is finished." He said. "How's it?"

"Perfect"

"We should go" we walked out. Looking last time the most beautiful painting and the most beautiful place I've ever seen. We sat in the car and were driving back to the holiday home. When Ross suddenly stopped the car.

"What happ....." I stopped in midway when I saw Ross sweating like a pig. Hi hands trembling and his eyes shut so tight as if even a single ray of light will burn his eyes. I looked outside to see what made him so scared. STORM!!

Oh my god, I didn't know that he was that scared from it. I turned off the car and held Ross' hand from above which was still stuck to the steering wheel. I saw his phone buzzing. I picked it up to check the caller ID.