Emmalee's POV:

**Huge disclaimer: Remember that Courtney is one of my role models and I love her to death. Nothing can change that. This book is fake. Its fanfiction. I love Courtney. Okay? Okay.**

"Why do you always end up coming back into my life?!" Courtney snaps at me as she steps closer.

I push Ross behind me, trying my best to protect him from her wrath. The only person that should feel it is me. I made her like this. Courtney laughs, making me roll my eyes. After a few moments, Riker and the rest of the band come over and they crowd around Ross, trying to make him invisible.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the worst people ever," She pauses to laugh. "Exposing the fake truth about me."

"The fake truth?" I snap.

This just got personal. I push her back, making her stumble. Her heels click on the ground. She huffs and shoves me back.

"Yeah, the fake truth! I didn't use Ross for fame! That's what you're doing!" A crowd of fans and paparazzi moves in around us.

"Me?! Using him?! Last time I checked, I'm not a model, or a movie star! And my producer didn't make a deal with Andre to date Ross just so I can become more famous, do I?!" The crowd around us gasps.

Courtney snickers, "You're too ugly to be a model and no one would hire you on a movie set!"

The crowd laughs, "oohh"s and "burned"s. I roll my eyes before I push her back.

Riker pulls my shoulder back to him, "Go get her, Tiger."

I raise an eyebrow, trying to understand what he just told me to do. Fight. He wants me to fight her because none of them can. It's against the law for a man to hit a woman, but I'm pretty sure I can beat the snot out of Courtney and not get in too much trouble. My Uncle looks at Riker, then to Courtney and then to me.

He sighs before he nods, "Show her what an Indiana girl is made of."

I smile before I walk up to Courtney, trying my best to hide the fact that I've been told that I can literally beat the snot out of her. I try to find something that I can compliment her on her face, so then I can punch her there. My eyes drift to her highlighter- which is actually really pretty.

"I really like your highlighter, where did you get it?" I ask as she crosses her arms.

I can practically feel the confused eyes from the Lynches, Ell, and my Uncle on me. Courtney gives me a confused look, but then she seems to shake it off.

"I got it from Sephora and it was in-"

I punch her in the nose, quickly. Her head snaps back. I take a step back, knowing that she could get ugly. She lifts her head back up, glaring at me.

"What in the hell was that?" She snaps, steam practically coming from her ears.

Courtney goes to hit me, but Ross steps in front of me and pushes me back. I stumble before I end up falling on the ground. What is he doing?

"Ross, what are you doing?" I ask as Riker helps me up.

"Honestly, he shoved me away from him and then walked in between you two," Riker says as I stand up.

I walk over to Ross, making him push me behind me. This side of Ross is new, it's the defensive side.

"I see she can't fight her own fights," She laughs. "I knew you would come crawling back sooner than later. Come on and leave her here.  We have a plan to catch and a movie to shoot."

"Get over yourself, Courtney." Ross says, making my heart stop. "Emmalee can fight her own fights, unlike you. You hide behind your management team, the moment something doesn't go your way. The moment I said that I didn't want a fake relationship, was the moment it all started. Andre begged me. He begged me to do something nice for another celebrity, to boost their imagine. Apparently you fooled your management, and Andre as being a sweetheart. But you're not! No where even close to being a sweetheart," He looks at the paparazzi, waving his hand for them to hold their cameras up. "You're just an insecure model, who thinks she can get what she wants and when she wants it. Have you even tried to be nice enough to get to know Emmalee? No, because you've been too caught up in what you thought you had. Courtney, my heart hasn't belonged to you since New York, months ago." The crowd stops chattering and my heart starts to pound. He was going to do it. He was going to tell the people in this airport that him and I were dating. "Hell, I don't think my heart ever belonged to you after Will showed me a picture of Emmalee." My heart starts to pound harder against my chest, making me bite my lip. The crowd is in awe, as people are filming and taking pictures. "I never loved you and I never will. You're evil and manipulative." He pulls me to the side of him. "This is Emmalee, I don't think you had time to meet her. She plays piano, she loves taking pictures, she's Will's only niece, but recently, his only daughter. She's a sweetheart, loves to prank, loves to read and she's loveable. And most importantly. . . " He glances at me, asking me if it was okay if he said the three words, that I don't think we've ever said to each other. My face flushes and I nod. He pulls me in front of him, making Courtney step to the side with not that many fans. Her eyes roam over the two of us, as Ross looks straight into my eyes. "This is Emmalee and I love her."

After he says that, I press my lips to his, making the crowd "awe". Cameras are going off, fans are squealing, the Lynch boys are cheering along with my Uncle as we pull away. Ross looks at me before he laughs, "We really just did that."

"Yeah, we did. But, I'm glad. Cause now, I can do this in public," I grab his face in between mine hands before I kiss him again.

His hands rest on my hips, making me smile as I pull back. Courtney glares at me before she shoves me.

"A well faked show, Ross! You can't love her. She's only 18 and you're 20. You could do so much better than her," Courtney snaps.

"Hey, Courtney. . . Age is overrated." i say before I punch her in the nose again. "Opps that one slipped."

Ross laughs, resting his head against mine. More cameras shutter and fans cheer. After a moment, a man comes over to us.

"Ross Lynch, I'm your producer for "Status Update". And I assume that that's Courtney?" He says pointing between us.

"Y-yeah. You seen all of that..?" Ross asks nervously, as he pulls me closer.

"Don't worried son, you're not fired. However, she is."

"What?!" Courtney snaps.

I laugh, making Courtney glare at me.

"This is your fault! All of this is!" She says storming over to me.

She goes to smack me, but Ross catches her hand, "Smack her and you'll regret it."

The producer grabs Courtney shoulder, "Miss. Eaton, it is not Emmalee's fault that you're being fired. It's your own. I want my movie to run smoothly and I don't think you'll be good on the set. You'll cause unnecessary drama and things that I don't need on my set. So, you may go home, return your script to me and walk away and think about being nicer to others."

Country sighs before she digs through her bag for the script. She shoves it at his chest, yanking her hand away from Ross.

"You'll regret this. All of you," She says as she storms out of the airport.

The producer looks at me, "How well can you act?"

"Um. . . Decently, I suppose."

"She was in a few plays growing up and she was amazing," My Uncle Will buts in.

I smile as the producer looks at the script. He checks his watch before he looks at me.

"Congrats. You're taking Courtney's spot. Welcome to the movie world. Emmalee." He hands me the script before hugging me.

I hug him back before I hug Ross. He hugs me tight, not wanting to let go.

"I'm so proud of you, Baby." He says in my ear.

"Flight from LAX to Vancouver is boarding in ten minutes," A woman says.

"We better get going," Ross says as she breaks the hug.

My uncle hugs me, following the Lynches. I hug them all back smiling. My uncle comes through and hugs me again.

"I'm so proud of you Emmalee." He pauses. "And I sort of sent them a clip of you rehearsing lines with Ross a while ago. . . "

"Dad!" I say before kissing his cheek. "Thank you."

He nods as I grab Ross' hand. He smiles down at me and we start walking to the gate. Our hands swing between the two of us.

"I love you," I say as we reach the gate.

He presses his lips to mine, "I love you too."

I take one glance back at my Uncle, smiling as we board the plane and once again, my life changes.

*******

So guys, I'm sad to say this, but this is the end. I wanted it to end with Ross telling the press that he And Emmalee are dating and that's what he did. I know this book seems short, but there will be a sequel. It won't be coming as soon as Summer Loving but probably next year sometime.

Once again, I'm sorry for the way this ended. It ended crappy. Ik.

Questions:

How do you feel about it ending?

Ross is 21. How do you feel?

That's about it.

Really quick, I wanted to update yesterday, but I forgot, so happy birthday to the one and the only, Ross Shor Lynch. I'm so proud of him and I'm going to support him no matter. Hes finally 21. Happy (late) birthday.

I love you guys so much! Thank you this amazing year and dont forget that the contest ends the 5th!! Lots of love!!

(Also, supppppppperrrr happy stuff for me. Sorry, I'm not bragging. Just happy)

Also, I have died too much this week. Yesterday the Gs noticed me.

Saturday Rydel noticed me twice;

AND THEN ON TUESDAY

My life is complete. She retweeted in 2015, favorited 2016, quoted retweeted and then tweeted 2016. I'm dead.

~Rydel's Babe