R5 Imagines

Rocky and Caitie: Part Three

Oh my lands. Literally all I did today was write and dance...and write...and write. It was quite crazy. Anywaysies, here's the last part Caitie. Enjoy Xx

Oh and also, I didn't reread it so there might be a lot of typos cuz I got a bit excited hehehe sorry XD

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Rydel’s POV
I had met Caitie only minutes but it felt like we had been friends for ages. She was so sweet, kind, and was just generally fun to be around. We had been chatting up in my room until Mom called for dinner. Dad and Rocky had been grilling hamburgers and hot dogs and I was now helping to set the table out on the deck. There was a slight breeze and the sun was slowly setting so it wasn’t extremely bright and sunny anymore.

We all sat around the huge table and began to pass food around.
“Do you want a hamburger or a hot dog?” I asked our lovely guest.

“Umm…a hot dog, please.” She replied.
“Aww but the burgers are really good. You should try one.” Rocky tried to persuade her.

“I’m good, thanks.” Caitie smiled.

“No really.” Rocky insisted. “At least try it…”
“Oh alright.” Caitie finally gave in. She sent a glare across the table and added, “But only because you forced me to.”

Ohhhhh. That was the “entertaining bickering” and “amusing sassiness” that Mom had mentioned.

Rocky got up to serve Caitie. He picked a specific burger from the plate and placed it on her plate.
“Thank you.” She said to him.
“You’re so very welcome.” He replied.

Everyone tried not to stare as she took a bite.
“How do ya like it?” Dad asked Caitie.
“Mmm…it’s great.” She smiled. I could tell her smile was forced and fake because I could see it in her eyes.

“Ouch.” Rocky interjected.

“What just happened?” Ryland asked.
“Caitie kicked m-”

“Rocky stubbed his foot on my foot because he wasn’t being careful.” Caitie answered for him.
Rocky resorted to giving Caitie the silent treatment for the rest of the meal. Even though things didn’t look to hopeful at the moment, I was pretty sure they’d soon admit their feelings for each other.

Caitie’s POV
That burger literally tasted like dirt and I’m sure it was one that Rocky, so kindly, made for me. When I bit into it, there was literally grass and dirt in it. Gosh darn it, he could be so was so irritatingly cunning sometimes. The rest of the evening was spent talking (to everyone except for Rocky, of course) ,  goofing off, playing Twister, and watching a movie. It was almost midnight when I decided I should walk home.

I was bombarded left and right with hugs from everyone, including Mark and Stormie.
“Rocky, Sweetheart, come say goodbye.” Stormie called.
He slid into the hallway, wearing his obnoxiously-patterned socks.

“Bye Caitie.” He said, pulling me into a hug. He then whispered.  “Good riddance.”
I tried to escape his grasp but he had a tight grip on me and the more I resisted, the tighter his arms wrapped around me.
“Ouch. Too tight. Can’t breathe.” I exhaled dramatically.
“Oops. Sorry.” He said insincerely.
I gave one last smile before heading out the door. I received a text from my mom saying she and dad were out on a last minute movie date. I let myself into my empty house and turned the lights off before running upstairs.
After a few minutes of tossing and turning, I heard a scuffling noise that sounded like it was coming from outside. I looked out the window to see if either of my parents had just pulled up but all was still. I quietly got out of bed and tiptoed out to the top of the stairs. I could see a tall, dark figure walking past one the windows and OMG, the burglar was literally using the windowsills to climb up. My window was open because I liked listening to the crickets before I fell asleep so I was worried the intruder would…intrude.
I went to my bathroom and grabbed the first thing I could think of; my curling wand. If the guy tried to come in here, I’d take him out with that…or I could hide under my bed…or…I could find one of my softball bats…that might be a better idea.