R5 Imagines and Preferences

Rocky and Anyone: Lightning Strikes

Please write some rocky stories, I am rocky trash and he is so underrated xD

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It stormed as I drove over to my best friend's house. I was already a mess and I needed a shoulder to cry on and I needed her and the storm was only making it worse. I wiped my eyes as I tried to concentrate on the road ahead of me, attempting to forget that I had just broken up with my boyfriend for cheating on me after being together for 6 months. It wasn't even him that made me cry, it was the sheer thought that I wasn't good enough for him to have only me, and that he needed more, and I couldn't see that.

I pulled up at a stop light and after it turned green I tried to speed up, but to no avail the car wouldn't go. The brakes weren't locked, but the car moved at slow snail speed through the intersection before I pulled over to the side of the road and my car stopped entirely, leaving me stranded in the pouring rain inside of my broken down car on the worst night possible.

I yelled to myself and cried, shoving my hands against the steering wheel to get out my aggression. I put on my jacket and pulled up the hood, holding my phone in my shirt to keep it from getting wet. I quickly called said best friend Rydel, with no answer. I hadn't called to let her know I'd be coming over, I just assumed as always that it'd be okay.

I got out of the car and closed the door, walking over to the hood, realizing I had to pop the hood from inside the car. I rolled my eyes and tried to open the door. Locked. "Are you fuckingkidding me right now?" I moaned to myself. I locked my keys inside my care.

"ARGHAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" I screamed out loud, going around to the side of the road to sit on the curb. I put my head in my hands and cried, knowing I was probably gonna get murdered or raped or something out here in the pouring rain, and I already felt worthless. as it was. Now I just waited. I tried calling Rydel again, and then her boyfriend Ellington, leaving them messages about what was going on as a car pulled up.

"Here I go." I sighed, feeling like something bad was about to happen. "Y/N?" A familiar voice said loudly. "Rocky?" I stood up. "Oh my god, I'm so glad to see you..." I said, trying to wipe my eyes, I hugged him tightly, "My car won't start and the keys are locked inside and I have no spare. All I have is my phone." I told him as I sniffled and wiped my eyes. "Oh, my god, you're soaked, come get in the car with me, we'll go to our place, okay?" He asked me. I nodded eagerly and he opened the passenger door for me, allowing me in before closing it and jogging over to his side of the car.

He didn't ask any questions as we drove the short distance to their place, all I did was ask, "Where's Rydel?" and he replied, "She and Ellington just left for a double feature of Grease and Footloose at the movies." With not another word until we got home.

I stood awkwardly in the living room, drenched and tired at 5 pm on a Tuesday. Rocky returned with a pair of Rydel's shorts and one of his muscle tanks that said "City of Angels" on it. "Here," He handed it to me, "You can wear this and I'll throw your clothes in the dryer..." He trailed off. "Do you want some coffee or something?" He asked. "That'd be nice." I said to him, "Thanks Rock..." I turned away to get dressed.

Rocky and I had had a difficult relationship in the past. We had dated, I became close with Rydel, we stopped dating, and I stayed close with Rydel. It was a rough break up on both of us, but we knew it would have been best with their schedule and my schedule and life. He and I were just fighting over little things and I was a lot younger and stupider then and so was he, honestly, so it was only a matter of time until things crumbled.

We broke up about a year ago, and in that year's time we had gotten to be okay again, and we would have casual conversations and we could stand to be in the same room together again, but all that changed when I started dating Brett. The guy who I just found sleeping with another girl in his bed. Rocky didn't like Brett, and to be honest I hadn't liked Rocky's two short-lived relationships that he had had in the year we had been broken up, but I wasn't one to bring it up.

So Rocky and I didn't see each other as often and I didn't bring Brett around him when we did. And that was how it was.

I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room I had been in so many times, sleeping over with Rydel for no reason, sleeping over with Rocky and falling asleep on the couch. I sat down on the familiar piece of furniture and I listened to the storm outside. Rocky handed me my coffee and sat down next to me, "So do you want to talk about why you were really crying on the side of the road in the pouring rain?" He asked me.

I looked down and tears formed in my eyes, "No because then I'd have to admit you were right..." I whispered, taking a sip of my drink and setting it on the table. I bit my lower lip and my breath shook under his gaze. "What happened?" He asked. I looked at him and I felt the gaze like he already knew, "Brett was cheating on me." I mumbled to him. "Oh, Y/N," He said to me. "But," I cried, "I'm not even sad about him, really," I sniffled and shook my head, trying to laugh, "I'm upset and mad because I wasn't enough, that I was putting my heart into it and he thought I wasn't good enough so he needed more. And he didn't have the decency to tell me." I choked out.

Rocky's arms came around me in a second, engulfing me in a huge hug as we swayed back and forth. "I'm sorry..." He whispered to me. "It's okay, you don't have to apologize," I pulled away, "I know you didn't like him, Rocky." I said. "I may not have enjoyed his presence, but it doesn't mean I'm not upset for you." He told me. "You shouldn't have to deal with assholes like that." He shook his head.

I nodded, "I guess you're right." I said. There was a long pause and I sipped my coffee. Rocky got up and called someone in the other room, but I couldn't hear who. "Who was that?" I asked him as he washed dishes and I sat on the couch still motionless. "No one," he shrugged. I sighed, "I'm not gonna argue," I muttered, "I just wanted to know." I pulled a blanket over me. "It was the studio, I was supposed to come in at 6, but I told them I wouldn't make it in tonight." He informed me.

"What? Rocky, you can leave me here, go to the studio, if you need to go, I'm fine, I promise, Rydel will be home soon I'm sure..." I told him. "No," Rocky said, coming back to sit, "I'm not just gonna leave you, whether you're my ex or not." He said quietly, an it still stung. "Thanks." I mumbled to him. I looked up at his face from my lap and he was closer than he was before, only inches away from my face as I breathed heavily.

Rocky leaned over and put his lips on mine after all of that time apart as the thunder and lightning continued to rage outside. I molded into him and pushed myself forward to put my hands on his cheeks as I got on my knees on the couch next to him. I tried to use my hand to balance myself on the couch, but I pushed too hard into him and we both fell backwards onto their massive sectional, our legs instantly tangled in each other's. Not once did I feel like he was trying to initiate more than just what we were doing, kissing and being close, intimate people.

I pulled away from him with one short kiss as a follow up to our long ones and I rested my head on his chest. My arm went around his waist as we lay on their couch in the silence. No one else around. He pulled the blanket up over us and he propped his head up with a pillow to watch TV as I just laid there, finally closing my eyes as I listened to football, rain, and Rocky's beating heart.

"Whoa, " I heard a voice say as I opened my eyes what seemed like minutes later. "Apparently our house time-traveled," Riker smiled, looking us over. "Hey guys," He smirked, elbowing Ross. Rocky turned his head and I didn't move or speak, "Not now guys," He said. His head turned back to the TV and Ross and Riker looked at each other. Ross spoke, "We're gonna go play video games up stairs, good to see you Y/N," He smiled, walking up the stairs with his brother.

Moments later Rydel slammed through the door causing my eyes to fly open yet again. "Y/N?" She called. "Relax, Del," Ellington said to her, "Rocky texted and said he got her, everything's fine-" They both paused, looking at the tow of us still laying in blankets on the couch. "Hey," I whispered. "Rocky told me," She whispered, eyeing her brother suspiciously. "Yeah," I sighed, attempting to raise my head, "It'll be okay..." I mumbled, "But I was taking a nap to keep my mind off of it." I gestured to Rocky.

"Oh," Rydel nodded, "Then, I think I'll let you get back to napping," She smiled, grabbing Ellington's hand. "Just come up stairs when you want to talk," She smiled softly. "I love you girl," She told me. "Love you lots," I told her, laying my head back down.

"What are we gonna tell them?" I asked Rocky. There was a pause and a sigh and Rocky cleared his throat, "We don't have to figure that part out right now..." He kissed my forehead, "Go back to sleep." He mumbled to me. And with that I laid my head down and closed my eyes, listening to football, and video games, and laughter, and rain, and thunder, and Rocky's heartbeat.