𝘽𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙡𝙮 𝙀𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 ➪ 𝗧𝗢𝗠 𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗

𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲

a/n: i made small changes to the last two chapters.

✰𝚃𝙾𝙼✰

"I GOT IT!" I ANNOUNCE, running over to the front door. I open the door and invite what's left of the Marvel cast inside my home.
They all admire the birthday decorations my friends and I put up... for another friend. Well, we got some help from Robert, Hemsworth, and Scarlett. They made this go by a lot faster than if it was just me, Haz, and Jacob.
"Wow, Tom." Jon Favreau marvels, taking in the room.
Red, yellow, and blue balloons float to the ceiling and are tied all along the stair railing. A few are tied in bunches on various objects. White rope-lights trace the edge of the ceiling. Lei's, grass skirts, and hibiscus flowers -and a few plumeria's- are scattered almost everywhere. A large poster of Stitch covers the front door. A -large- fake ocean wave with a fake surfboard on it stands in a far corner. Strobe lights are located in every corner of the area. Humongous gold balloons spell out 'Happy Birthday Rocky' in front of the fire pit. The fire pit is obviously off -it would be stupid if it wasn't. A table covered in baby blue tissue paper -located in the dining area- represents the sundae bar. On the opposite side of the room is the real bar.
It's meant to look like a tropical-themed bar. The bar is decorated with lei's, flowers, and Stitch stuffed-animals everywhere. Tiki faces decorate almost every wall. If you look out the back door, torches surround the pool. We figured not many people would go outside, but we had them bring their swimsuits -just in case.
The goal was supposed to have this be a Lilo and Stitch themed birthday party. Lilo and Stitch is Rocky's favorite Disney movie -and possibly ever.
"This looks like it took hours." Brie says, grabbing a pink lei from the couch and slides it over her head.
"It did," Jacob answers. Him, Haz, Robert, Evans, Mackie, Sebastian, Tony, Pratt, my brothers, and I all decided to wear matching Hawaiian shirts.
The other Marvel men didn't want to do it. They won't say why, though. Remy almost did it, but decided to change his mind for some weird reason.
Pratt walks over to me and nudges me, smirking. "You planned this?"
"Yeah," I respond.
Pratt chuckles lightly and nudges me with his elbow, again. "I thought so."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You're her best friend... this is something a best friend, would do." Pratt says, crossing his arms over his chest. "Plus... you're obviously crushing on her."
"What?" I say, my eyes widening and my cheeks burning.
Pratt chuckles again and walks towards Jeremy. "Never mind."
As I stand there, still a bit disturbed by Pratt's observation -that's very much true. Is it really that obvious? Who else knows? Probably every body in this room and Laura.
"Hey, mate," Haz says, walking over. "Did you text Laura, yet?"
"Oh, right!" I say in realization. I take my phone out of my board shorts pocket and scroll through my contacts until I arrive at Laura's.

tom🐸
everyone's here

u guys can come now

laura🦄
on it, spider boy😉

I chuckle at Laura's message and shove my phone back in its safe place. I look up and nod at Haz. "They're heading over now."
Haz laughs, for some reason. "How crazy do you think Rocky's outfit is gonna be?"
I laugh out of relief. I thought he was going to tell me about 'how in love I am with Rocky'. I don't feel like having that discussion.
"I mean... Laura was helping her pick out an outfit, right?" I put air quotes on 'helping'. I know for sure Laura picked it out and didn't let Rocky have a say.
Haz nods before widening his eyes in realization. "Wait..."
"What?"
A devilish smirk spreads across my dear friends face. "We need the confetti cannons." Before I can respond, Haz bolts up the stairs.
Brie walks over with a confused expression. "What's wrong with him?" She laughs more than asks.
"Confetti cannons."
"But... the poor girl's so small we'll probably blast her across the street."
I laugh at Brie's close-to-realistic observation. "Yeah, probably."
"Is everyone getting one?"
"No," I answer. "If that was so then Rocky would end up on the other side of the world." Brie and I share a joyful laugh, before she grabs me by the shoulders like she's a sports coach discussing a game-plan with a teammate.
"Are you going to tell her?" Brie questions.
I sigh with annoyance and a bit of irritation. "Why does everyone keep asking me that?" My roomies and family asked me that thousands of times before everyone else came.
"Well, we wanna know."
"Well, too bad." I say. "I'm not doing that, okay? I just want Rocky to have a good time on her birthday and not worry about me. That's all I want for Rocky tonight."
  Before Brie can answer, Lizzie grabs her by the elbow and drags her towards Karen and Scarlett. Thank you, Elizabeth.

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  After almost twenty minutes, Laura finally texts me.

laura🦄
we're coming down the street rn

tom🐸
ok we're getting ready rn

  "Guys, they're coming down the street right now!" I announce to everybody. Almost immediately everybody hides behind different things. Haz, Robert, Sebastian, Mackie, Rudd, Mark, Paddy, Sam, and I all grab our confetti cannons and get in position.
  As soon as we hear Rocky turning the key in the lock, the room goes quiet. She begins to  open the door. Right as she opens it all the way my hand moves to the end of the cannon.
  "What the he-?" She begins to speak... but is interrupted by yelling.
  "SURPRISE!!!" We all scream at Rocky. Myself and the other confetti people launch the confetti into the air and watch as it falls to everyone's hair.
  Rocky screams in fright and I think joy at the sight before her. Tears of what I hope is joy run down her cheeks. She smiles and laughs adorably, bringing her hands to her mouth as she gasps.
  I smile happily and push my way past all the guests. I stop in front of Rocky and smile down at her gorgeous, watery ocean eyes. She looks up at me and laughs nervously.
  "Tom, what the fuck is this?" She asks, still laughing.
  "Happy birthday, Mars." I beam, pulling my best friend into my arms and letting her laugh and cry into my chest.

a/n: more to come! sorry this is taking so long. xxxxxx