Why I Can't Love You (Gronk Fanfiction)

After The Game

"OOOO, LET'S GO PATRIOTS!" I yell from the stands.

We were playing Washington Redskins. We're ahead 3 to 20 in the 3rd quater. The Patriots just lost the ball. Now, Bill's going over something with Brady.Now, the Patriots got it back because the quarterback over trough.Washington is having trouble tackling.

About One Hour Later

We won. Of course we did. I waited out side the locker room for Bill. But, Rob came out first running right into me knocking me down.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." he said pulling out a hand for me to take.

I grad his hand and he helps me get up. "No it's fine." I say.

"Do you need a ride?" he ask.

"No. Bill's my ride." I point to the locker room.

"Oh I guess you don't know his tradition."

"What tradition?" I tilt my head to the side a little bit.

"He stays in the locker room after a win."

I didn't know this at all. I kind of don't believe him yet I do. But, I had too.

"Well then, can I have a ride?" I kind of shrug my shoulders.

"Of course."

We walk down the stairs to the player's parking lot. Every minute it got more and more awkward. I follow him to a blue 2017 Ford Raptor. I had to basically jump to get in.Rob was already in and had the truck running when I got myself in.

"Did you get a big enough truck!?" I ask.

"Haha. I have a bigger one at my house." he says.

"No way. That's a bunch of bullshit." I say.

I look at the radio. What's playing is some vulgar rap music. I mean it's okay, but I'm not a fan. Without asking I change it to the Today's Hits station. On it is Adele's new song Hello. Which is the best song ever and Adele is queen.

I start belting out the lyrics.

"Hello it's me. I'm California dreaming about how we used to be. When we were younger and free."

"You sing?" Rob ask.

"Yeah, but not good."

"I think you sounded great!"

"Really?"

"Really." he smiles at me. He has a very nice smile.

We pull in the parking lot across from my apartment building.

"Well, we're here." I say.

"Yup." Rob kind of looks sad.

"Do you want to come in?" that was the stupidest thing I have ever said or the best thing I have ever said.

"Yeah. Why not?" and with that we were running across the street to my apartment.