Friend {Poofless}

II

It was cold this night. Rob and I were walking to his hotel room which he said wasn't far but turns out it kind of was. My legs were starting to ache, but he showed no sign of trouble. Why can't he have a car!?!?

"You cold?" He asks looking at me shivering. I was but I shake my head. I wish my shirt wasn't fucking short-sleeved. "Here." He takes off his blue jacket and hands me it. I shake my head not wanting him to be too cold. "Where are you from?" He asks holding the jacket on his arm.

"Uhh Texas. What about you?" I ask.
"Canada. Texas is warmer than Los Angeles and Canada is much colder. I'm used to the cold man take it." I sigh in defeat and take the jacket pulling my arms through the sleeves.
"Thank you." I tell him and he smiles keeping his hands in his pockets.
"Tell me about yourself." He says trying to keep the conversation up.

"What do you want to know?" I ask pondering what I could tell him.
"Interests? Hobbies? Why the police are after you?" I laugh snuggling into the lavender scented warmth of the jacket thinking of what I could tell him.

"I like video games." I tell him.
"Cool. What types? Which is your favorite?"
"I like a lot. I like shooting games, GTA... I know this might be really kiddish but I really like minecraft." I laugh him doing the same.
"No I like Minecraft too. In fact I like all the games you seem to like. I like the everlasting ones where you can do anything in. Its like you control the world." He sighs as rain starts to drip from the dark clouds. "Shit." He mutters under his breath.

"Here." I take off the hoodie and hand it too him. "Texas gets a lot of rain. Canada gets a lot of snow." He laughs and takes it gratefully. pulling the hood up.
"You seem really cool." He smiles putting an arm around my shoulder in a brotherly manner.

"I could say the same for you."
"Thanks." He chuckles lightly nudging my shoulder with his elbow.

I woke up with my head feeling like a million pounds on my shoulders. Let me tell you, I am definitely not a morning person. Never was and most likely never will be. Last night's events was a blur jumbled up into a known in my head. Anything could've happened last night and I wouldn't know. Good thing my ass doesn't hurt. If it did, I would be in some deep shit.

My surroundings were not known to me. It looked like a normal, nice, hotel room, but definitely not the one I was supposed to be. Then I realize, Rob. My hands skims over my pockets and I feel my phone making me sigh in relief. If I didn't have my phone, again, I would be in some deep shit.

But Rob was no where to be seen. I checked my phone seeing at least forty messages or missed calls from Clark. I then realize Rob put his phone number into my contacts under the name "Woof 💙 (Rob)." Hmm. I'll have to ask him about the Woof. Maybe he just really likes dogs.

He messaged me saying "went to get breakfast" and I lock my phone. I'm surprised if still has all this charge.

after a little while Rob returns with a bag of McDonalds and hands me a sandwich and hashbrown. "Thanks." I say uh wrapping it. He does the same to his and sits next to me on the bed.
"So." He starts wiping his mouth, "what else is there to know about you. All I know is that you like video games."

"You also know I'm from Texas." I smirk making him playfully roll his eyes.
"I also know someone was trying to contact you last night. I heard your phone buzz at least every five minutes." He chuckles. "Was it your girlfriend?" Shit. I don't want him to know it was my manager. I definitely can't tell him it was my girlfriend because that would never happen.

"No I uh... I uh don't have a girlfriend... it was my mom." I lie.
"Oh come you have to have a girlfriend!"
"No I uh... I'm not into that gender...." He stops chewing his features frozen. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. "I- I'm going to leave..." I start getting up but he quickly stops me.
"I'm gay too." He whispers barely audible.