"Hey handsome," I said softly. "How ya feeling babe?" I asked, brushing a strand of dirty blonde hair from his forehead. Tom laughed.
"How you doing big guy?"
"Ouch," he groaned. I grinned at Tom.
"Words of wisdom from Rob Gronkowski: How are you doing? Ouch. Ah you're brilliant darling," I said, planting a kiss on his forehead. He smiled.
"I know, I know. I'm beautiful, and so is Julian's zebra," he said with a laugh. I looked at Tom worriedly.
What the fuck is he talking about? I mouthed. Tom shrugged.
How the hell am I supposed to know! he mouthed in return.
I laughed. Tom did too. I looked at Rob.
"Do you want me to call Jules and Danny?" I asked. He nodded. I smiled and took out my phone.
"Hey Alex. What's up?" Julian answered.
"Rob's out of surgery. Figured I'd tell you. Is, by any chance, Danny with you?" I asked.
"Um, yeah," Julian said. "Do you want me to tell him?"
"Would you be a dear?" I asked in a fake, posh British accent.
"Why of course, milady," he said, returning the goofy gesture. I giggled. "Can we stop by?"
"Yeah. He's a little out of it. Uh...random question, do you have a pet zebra?" I asked, thinking of Rob's odd comment.
"Uh are you on crack?" Julian asked in return.
"Sometimes I wonder," I replied. Julian stifled a nervous laugh.
"Alright. Well I'll see you in ten minutes then...um...don't go anywhere until we get there. You're worrying me," he said. I giggled.
"See you in a few!"
I hung up.
"They coming by?" Tom asked. I nodded.
A couple minutes later they were there.
"Do you guys mind if I go home really quick?" I asked them. Tom, Julian, and Danny shook their heads.
"Thanks guys. I love you. I'll see you all later. Ooh, Danny, wanna come?" I asked. He nodded. I went to Rob's hospital bed.
"I love you babe. I'll see you later," I said, planting a kiss on his forehead. "Bye!"
We left and drove.
"Why'd you want me to come?" he asked. I grinned.
"Uh, did you want to see my tattoos or not?" I asked jokingly.
"Hell yeah!" Danny exclaimed. I smiled as we turned into the parking lot. We went upstairs and I showed Danny my tattoos, him grinning in awe.
"I especially like the Peter Pan quote," he said. I nodded.
"That's my favorite. I'm also gonna get the Roman numeral CMC. It's the Roman numeral for 190," I said.
"Why 190?" he asked. I smiled.
"It's 11, 12, 80, and 87 added together."
Danny smiled and I smiled in return.
The story of my life wasn't complete without them. Really, it wasn't complete without Luke, Henry, Louis, Nate, and Zack either. Or Katie. No matter how seldom I saw them nowadays. All of these people who loved me so much, and I loved them back.
And suddenly, I felt better. Why? I rewrote my story. I used to feel sorry for myself. Between my parents, Emily, then Zack and the his relationships.
From a girl with no family, to a girl with a perfect, football-playing, soccer-kicking, crazy ass family.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
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:( aww well it's about 2:30 on the East Coast. It's funny how I ended the same way I started: early in the morning with no sleep and an annoying ass sound coming from somewhere in my bedroom that I can't pinpoint.
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So thank you for putting up with my swearing, ranting, fangirling, feels, yelling, and my caps lock problem. I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you so much.
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