Roller coaster 🎢 ~ (Tom Delonge) [Discontinued!]

CHAPTER TEN

   I woke up the next morning, today was Saturday. which means I could stay in bed all day! Wait, this isn't my bed...
I remembered where I was from last night. I smiled and snuggled back into the warm covers. I felt weight on my waist and I turned around to find the source. I took a long look at his face. His little lip piercing and his mouth slightly parted; I wanted to kiss him again. God, don't even get my started on the hair. I ran my hand through his prickly hair and cuddled into his bare chest. This is really how I wanted to spend every Saturday from here on out. It was so peaceful and comforting, I loved it. Tom stirred in his sleep and I moved my hand towards his chest and traced tiny 8 figures on his collarbone.
"Good morning." I murmured.

"Hm, good morning." He grunted and opened one eye to look at me. He propped himself up on his arm. "You are absolutely beautiful." He brushed my hair away from my face and sat up completely on the bed.
He yawned and stretched and I came behind him. I leaned my head on his back and snaked my hands around his waist.
"The crew is coming over to Scott's for one of our very first practices, wanna join?" He turned his head slightly and kissed my cheek, the coldness of the piercing covered my cheek.

"Of course I would."I kissed his neck and got up. Tom followed and dig through his drawers to find a pair of some of his old shorts.

"It probably won't fit you, but it's something." He chuckled with his morning voice.

We got ready for the day but before we waited around, I walked back to my house to grab my digital camera and my Polaroid. I'm really into photography and I hope I can make use of that in the future. I snuck back to my house and went to grab it and walked back to Tom's house. I taught Tom how to use the poloroid camera while we mainly hung out on the roof until Mark and Scott came around. Scott had decided to have 'official' band practices at his house since his his drum kit was there anyway. We settled on the roof I snapped pictures of Tom while we smoked cigarettes. We kept messing around until I spotted Mark's car pull up on the street in front of the house.

"Get in losers!" Mark yelled through the window as Scott could be seen in the passenger side.

We both climbed down and opened the back doors in the beat up Honda.
The whole car ride consisted of dick jokes and blasting The Cure, courtesy of Mark. Oh, did I mention that Mark had acid? Because he totally did. We couldn't drop the LSD until after their practice, of course.
Mark had pulled up in front of Scott's house and we all entered the huge garage he had. Scott had then proceeded to close the garage door and sat down near his drum set. Mark walked inside the house to grab his bass and Tom's guitar as I settled in on a nearby couch and held my camera while my polaroid camera laid beside me.
"(Y/n), you should be our photographer with all that gear." Mark joked.

"Really?" I asked him. Mark looked back at me with a smile.

"I was kidding. But hey if you really want to, be our guest." Mark replied.

Tom leaned in on the microphone that was propped up to his height.
"We're blink-182 and here's a song we haven't bothered to name yet."

He leaned away from the mic and the song started off with Scott beating away at the drums as Tom's guitar came in. He already started off with this complicated rift but damn, it sounded good. Mark then started to sing.

You and I should get away for awhile,
I just want to be alone with your smile.
Buy some candy and cigarettes and we'll get in my car.
We'll blast the stereo and we'll drive to Madagascar.
Because when I'm with you there's nothing I wouldn't do,
I just want to be your only one.
I'm grasping out at straws
Thinking back to what I saw
That night on the floor when we were all alone.
My love life was getting so bland,
There are only so many ways I can make love with my hand.
Sometimes it makes me want to laugh,
Sometimes I want to take my toaster in the bath.
Because when I'm with you there's nothing I wouldn't do,
I just want to be your only one.
I'm grasping out at straws,
Thinking back to what I saw
That night on the floor when we were all alone.
Who's gonna be the odd man out?
I don't want to be the odd man out,
Is this going to be the end
Or are you going to be my new girlfriend?

The song ended and snapped shots on both of my cameras. I held the polaroids in my hand and handed them to Mark. He shuffled through them as the other two gathered around to look at the pictures too.

"(Y/n)! These are amazing!" Scott proclaimed as he grabbed my digital and searched through the pictures.

I took my polaroid off of the couch and told them to stand together. I took several group photos of them together and one with me in it. I then tried to took one more picture of Mark's bass but I ran out of film.

"Damn, I'm out." I sighed.

"It's fine, we'll get you some new film right now!" Tom yelled.
He skipped to the garage door to open it and put both of his hands on his hips as it opened.
"To the store!" He exclaimed.

I left my cameras in the garage and we all walked out to the car. Mark started the engine and drove off to Target. I sat in the back with Tom while Scotty and Mark sat in the front. Did I tell you that car rides with them are terrible? While we were at a stop light, Tom pulled down his pants and mooned the person parked next to us and it was an elderly woman! As per usual, we went to Target and I hopped into the cart with Mark or Tom pushing me. I bought some new film and a memory card for my digital cam while the boys bought various snacks. While we walked towards checkout, Tom stopped by the make up isle.

"What are you doing Tom?" I questioned his odd behavior.
He pointed to some product in front of him. I stepped out of the cart and made my way towards him and stood next to him. Tom swiped the box from the shelf and I looked over at the small box he had. It was hair dye? More specifically, it was blonde hair dye. He clutched the box and gave me the cutest pair of puppy eyes I've ever seen.

"Can you dye my hair? Pwetty pwease?" He asked and held the dye to his chest.

Mark came over when he heard our conversation.
"Hey! I wanna dye my hair too!" He replied with enthusiasm.
I sighed and grabbed the box from Tom's hand and another box from the shelf. I put them in the cart and we went to checkout.

"Scotty, you wanna be a blondie too?" I asked as I pushed the cart.
He laughed and shook his head no.
I ended up buying the hair dye and another box of cigarettes. I opened the pack once we got outside and smacked the bottom of the box and picked the cig that came through the top. Scott gave me a weird look.

"Those could kill y'know (Y/n)." Scotty sighed.
I lit the stick and inhaled. The nicotine filling my senses. I replied to Scott in a monotone voice,
"I know..."

We drove back to Scott's house and I grabbed the bag with the hair dye and led Mark and Tom to the bathroom. Scott brought a bowl for me to mix the dye in. I mixed the dye into the bowl and told Tom to sit on the toilet. Tom sat on the toilet as Mark laid in the bathtub and Scotty sat on the bathroom counter. I grabbed gloves from the kit and started to run the dye through Tom's locks, seeing the brown slowly fade into white. I told him to switch with Mark and then I did the same process with Marks hair. Running my hands through his short hair. We waited an hour as I sat on the side of the tub with Tom as we all ate junk food. When the timer on the counter went off and they both went to shower in different bathrooms. I went downstairs to grab my cameras to replace the film in the Polaroid, which I left the film in Scott's room. I walked back upstairs to Scotty's room. At first, I thought no one was in this room but Tom was... And he was naked... I felt heat raise to my cheeks and I slammed the door.

"S-Sorry!" I exclaimed nervously.
Holy shit, he's huge. I sat in the hallway next to Scott's room until the door opened again.

"I'm done this time (y/n)." Tom laughed as his held the door open for me. I held my cameras in my arms and walked past him to grab the plastic bag with my memory card and film. I set my stuff on the bed and rubbed the back of my neck. The heat from my face never leaving.

"Are you blushing?" He asked while trying to suppress a laugh.

I turned my head and I started stuttering, trying to find an answer.

"I-i.. um.. no-" I was instantly shut up when I felt Tom's lips against mine.