I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing on on my night stand. I squinted my eyes as I turned over and the brightness hit my face. I was confused on why someone would be calling me this late at night. It was a little past midnight and I have to be up early in the morning to get the boys dressed for the wedding.
I quickly clicked a random button so that the sound and buzzing would go away and not wake up the boys and Noah. I then got up and walked out of the room, grabbing a room key a long the way just so I can talk to this person and not wake anyone up.
"Hello?" I said.
"Sydney, did I wake you up." I heard.
"Uh, no. Are you okay?"
I heard a sniff. "No, can you come to my house please. I just need to talk to someone."
"Rob, I don't know... I mean yes. I'm leaving right now, okay?"
"Okay, just text me when you get here."
I hung up the phone and walked back into the room.
"What was that?" Noah asked.
"Sorry, Rob just called me asking for me to come over to his house. I don't know what's wrong." I said as I put shorts on.
"Oh okay, are you bringing the boys or no?"
I shook my head. "No, I'm just going to go there and hopefully be back by morning. I'm sorry"
"No you're fine. Do what you got to do, okay?"
I kissed him and nodded before putting on a hoodie and slipping on a pair of tennis shoes. I grabbed Noah's keys and my phone off the dresser and walked out of our hotel room. It was dark outside, and we're in Florida. I have no idea where I am besides knowing the fact that Rob lives somewhere around here and that all I need to do is figure out where exactly.
I've only been to his house a couple of times, when we had just broken up and I was here for work with Brandon. I remember his mom inviting me to Robs birthday party without telling him. He was mad. I also cried a lot that day, but that's like any other day when it comes to me.
I soon arrived at his house. The outside lights were on, but on the inside, it was dark. I then messaged Rob saying that I was here. Moments later, the door opened and he looked a mess. I could tell that he has been stressing out over something, but with Rob, it's hard to tell by what.
"I'm sorry I called you." He said. His voice sounding tired.
"It's okay Rob. I don't mind. What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just... I don't know if I want to get married tomorrow."
"Rob, you can't just--." I started, he interrupted.
"Just listen to me Sydney, I've been thinking. After what you said to me, I don't know if I can marry Melanie. All she does is argue and complain. She constantly has something negative to say about you, and after what happened earlier, I don't want anything more extreme to happen to you. She hurt you, and she has been for months. And I know you're probably thinking why that matters to me. That I left you for her and that it's my fault she's like that. Honestly, I don't know why she is like that, but you're the mother of my first child, whether she knows about it or not. I love you so much and you come first before any other woman in my life besides my mom. I finally have the chance to have a son and teach him everything my dad had taught me growing up. And I don't want to risk anything for you and Lucas to not be in my life. I love you so much Sydney, I always have. Even when it seemed like I didn't, I did. That's why I'm standing here, apologizing for my actions and my stupidity over the past two years. I should have never hurt you, you're the reason why I am the person I am today. Without you, I wouldn't have my life as together. I'm sorry."
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Drunk Love - A Rob Gronkowski Fanfiction.
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