Welcome to the second chapter of this story, sorry for any mistake(this was written on my ipod at 1am) and I hope you enjoy.
Rocky sat on the stage tuning his guitar, alone, lost in his thoughts. That dream felt so real, Rocky thought as he looked over his should at Ellington, who was setting up his drum kit.
Rocky sighed and played a few chords on his guitar, before Riker came and sat next to him.
"Look at those two." Riker smirked gesturing over his shoulder.
"What?" Rocky looked around to Ellington and Rydel joking around.
"I think there is something going on between those two."
"I don't think so."
"Why, not? They'd make a good couple, look at- Rocky, where are you going?"
Rocky lay his guitar on the ground, "Going to the bathroom." He stood and walked away, leaving his brother alone on the stage floor.
Riker sat in confusion, a frown on his face.
Rocky looked in the mirror splashing water on his face, he looked liked a mess. The tour had barely started and he was already behind on sleep, he had been spending the nights lost in his thoughts. Scenes of Rocky's dream flashed in his mind, his best friend's soft lips capturing his, his soft skin, his-
"I have to stop this." Rocky said aloud to himself. He splashed himself with more water and made his way out of the bathroom and back to the stage.
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It wasn't always like this, Ellington has been friends with the Lynch family for years, he always hung out with them and had developed a special friendship with Rocky. Ellington and Rocky were best friends, they did everything and went everywhere with each other. Rocky had only recently discovered his confusing feelings for Ellington after his recent break up.
Ellington came to Rocky in tears, it being only one of the few times he had seen his best friend cry. Rocky had spent the night making his friend forget about the break up, they played video games and made shitty pizza and eventually after exhausting himself with crying, Ellington had fallen asleep, curled up to Rocky on his bed. Rocky thought nothing of it at first, but watching his exhausted, broken friend made something in him, click. He liked him, a lot.
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Rocky ignored the look Riker gave him and picked up his guitar.
"We will play a few songs, then you guys have to get ready for VIP." Mark announced to the group, Rocky nodded and cleared his mind, focusing on the music.
As soon as they were finished, he rushed out off stage and to the dressing room, readying himself ignoring everyone else in the room. Rocky dressed himself in a simple blue dress shirt, with a black vest over the top and a pair of black converse.
He sat in the corner of the room watching everyone else get ready, when he caught eye contact with Ellington, who was having a discussion with Rydel, he smiled and made his way over to Rocky.
"Hey, grumpy." Ellington joked, sitting down next to his friend.
"You haven't spoken to me all day, what's up?"
"Nothing." Rocky said, avoiding eye contact.
"You sure?" He placed a hand on Rocky's shoulder.
"Just leave me alone."
"Rocky, what's wrong? Tell me."
"Just leave me alone, I don't want to talk to you." Rocky said louder.
"What? What have I done?"
"Just... Just fuck off Ell." Rocky looked up to his friend's shocked face, a sad look in his eyes.
"Fine." Ellington said quietly, standing up.
"Ell..."
"Don't talk to me." Ellington shook his head as he moved across the room back to his seat.
I don't need him.
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