Penguin (Tom Delonge / Christina Perri)

Chapter 7

(Tom's POV)
Mark is rubbing my back, I'm still in bed and feel like crap. I don't want to get up, fuck this day.. Fuck all of this.

"Tom.. Hey man I got you something."

I don't remember coming home last night.. But if I did I told Mark everything, he's my best friend after all.

"What is it Mark?"
I groan sleepily and turn over.
He's holding his green bass
And my guitar.

"We're going to do nothing but put that song together today! The one you wrote!"

"Mark I'm really tired and she's done, I'm done.. Christina isn't gonna come to the show because she hates me."

"Hey man I bet she'll come to the show, I fucking bet you.. And you're gonna sing her this song, it's too damn good for you not to sing it!"

I reach for my guitar while still under the blankets and strum out the song while singing to mark.

His eyes glow as I finish..
"Tom that's it.. Get dressed were gonna go see Travis! Now let's go write some songs and practice!!"

I can't believe how pumped he was but I managed to get up.

...

Dressed In all black I walk with Mark over to Travis's garage. We chat on the way.

"Hey Mark, why would she still go to the show?"

"Because you're a cool guy and she has all of today to think about it.. What else would she be doing right now? She's still hurt and is probably upset at home, which is good because she knows what tomorrow holds and I bet she can't wait to see your cute ass singing up on that stage."

He throws an arm around my shoulder and a smile spreads across my face.
Maybe he's right, she will think about it and totally be there, but what if I choke...

"What if she ends up being there.. What if I mess up man, I don't, I dont know how to perform in front of special people like that."

Mark is holding back giggles.

"What's so funny?"

"She makes you nervous, it's cute."

My cheeks feel rosy just thinking about her.
"Fuck you Mark.. Man I dont know what came over me though.. I was such a bully to her."

His face straightens up.
"Well what she said about our music wasn't cool but I think you guys just got heated, two musicians of two completely different genres talking about music is pretty toxic."

I only heard half of what he said, I was busy thinking about her soft hair.. Wondering what is smells like, and how smooth her palms are.. And her lips..

"Tom.. Tom.."
He snaps at me and I flinch.
"Tom you were just walking with your eyes closed, you totally ignored me.. Oh my god, were you thinking about her!? Like that!? Man you looked like you were in the middle of a wet dream!"

"Whatever dude."

Mark starts laughing about it as we arrive to the garage.

...

Mark stands at the ready with his green fender bass, I have my white fender guitar. And travis is at the kit.

"What do you guys want to play?"
Travis looks ready.

"Let's play Josie, take it away Mark."

We jam and drink water, eat Mexican food, talk about music and just be good friends to each other. Sometimes I forget how amazing these people are to me. I love them.