I Have To Share A Room With This Strange, Delinquent, Gorgeous Boy? WHY ME!?(1)

21)I Have To Share A Room With This Strange, Delinquent, Gorgeous Boy? WHY ME!?

I visited my parents in the hospital every day for the next week. Madison and Trevor had agreed to let Tom sleep on out couch, after an hour long interrogation with him about Rocket. They were also like me, and found it extremely difficult to believe that Rocket had any close friends. Gracie was staying at Sean’s house, but spent most of her time during the day either at my house or learning songs on the bass guitar with Christa. My parents were making a quick and healthy recovery. Things were looking up.

On Saturday, I was almost ready to leave to go to the battle of the bands competition that Christa and Sean had told me about last weekend. Even with my parents in the hospital, I wasn’t going to miss this. Gracie had worked so damn hard, and had learned every single song by the band. I couldn’t not go down there and support them, plus it sounded like fun.

“Where are you going?” Rocket asked, as he watched me put up my hair.

“A battle of the bands contest at the Corporation club that my friends are taking part in. It’s for charity. Wanna come?” I asked.

“No” he replied.

“Come on, Rocket! I don’t wanna go on my own. You know what those places are like! Pleeeeease!” I whined. He rolled his eyes.

“Fine, but I’m only going to look after you” he said “Not because I want to”

“Yes!” I punched the air “Bring Tom. The more the merrier”

“Alright” he replied with a sigh.

Fifteen minutes later, the three of us were sat in Rocket’s car.

“So, Hero, you say your friends are performing tonight?” Tom asked.

“Yep” I replied proudly “Their band is called The Movie, make sure not to miss them”

“Alright” Tom replied “Hey, Rocket, I didn’t think you were into this kind of thing?”

Rocket didn’t reply, he just frowned.

“So why are you going then?” Tom asked.

“To give you an opportunity to have some fun, of course” Rocket replied.

“You didn’t need to come though. I could have just gone with Hero” he said.

Again, Rocket didn’t reply.

“So what’s the real reason you came?” Tom asked.

“That IS the real reason” Rocket insisted.

“No it’s not. Come on, even though I haven’t seen you in four years, I still know you well enough to be able to tell when you’re lying. There’s something you’re not telling us, isn’t there?” Tom smirked. I saw Rocket’s grip tighten on the car steering wheel.

“You’re not coming because of me, are you, Rocket?” he asked.

“What are you getting at, Tom?” Rocket mumbled.

“You’re coming because of…someone else” his smirk widened.

“I don’t know what your talking about” Rocket said quietly. Very quietly. So that his voice was barely audible.

“Come on, admit it. You’re coming for another reason. A reason that’s currently sat in the backseat of this car” Tom whispered. Suddenly, Rocket’s foot slammed down on the accelerator and we sped up. I screamed as I was thrown back against my seat.

“Dude, calm the fuck down, I was only kidding!” Tom gasped. Rocket slowed down and glared wordlessly through the windshield.

“You never used to take things that seriously” Tom muttered “You always used to be up for a laugh”