PLAYING WITH FIRE
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
❝MY MOM TOLD ME EVERYDAY TO ALWAYS BE CAREFUL OF GUYS, BECAUSE LOVE IS LIKE PLAYING WITH FIRE, I'LL GET HURT.❞

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rosegoldcha: back to black and i don't regret it whatsoever 🖤
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username1: i didn't think i'd like dark haired rosé more than i expected

username2: okay but rosé has always been bEAUTIFUL BUT WITH DARK HAIR SHE LOOKS LIKE A GODDESS?

username3: still ugly hunty 😂

misskelseyeast: MY BEST FRIEND IS SO GORGEOUS IM SWEATING

username4: okay i doubt she'll see this but i went to school with rose and i stg that a lot of guys were into her but she was always better than them

officialelizabetholsen: OKAY BUT BABY GIRL LOOKS SO DAMN GOOD I'M CRYING TEARS OF JOY WHAT THE HELL

username5: I LOVE MOM!LIZZIE

chrisevans: I STILL LOOK BETTER THAN YOU ROSE HONEY

username6: okay buT THAT MEANS SHE'S DEFINITELY CINDY MOON SHE PROBABLY DYED HER HAIR FOR THE SPIDER-MAN MOVIE IM SHOOK

robertdowneyjr: wow i love having beautiful kids

username7: she's obviously not hot if she hasn't pulled any guys

username8: ^^^

rosegoldcha: username7 username8 nah it's because the only man in my life is chrisevans 😩

chrisevans: ROSE I'M NOT MARRYING YOU

rosegoldcha: chrisevans we can get five dogs

chrisevans: SIGN ME UP

camibearabbott: you're stunning love 😍

username9: okay but how is rose friends with everyone??

rosegoldcha: username9 when i was four i prayed in a buddhist temple for friends

tomholland2013: username9 that's how we became friends

username10: i'm crying i love the mcu cast and rose so much

username11: asian don't raisin son

tomholland2013: BUT WITH BLACK HAIR YOU LOOK SO PURE? YOU DON'T LOOK MEAN AT ALL

username12: i don't expect anything more from tom holland

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three and a half blind mice
with tommy h and ugly haz

tommy h:
GUYS I NEED HELP LIKE ASAP
delivered 8:14 PM

ew it's rose:
okay cool
delivered 8:14 PM

ew it's rose:
BUT DID YOU HAVE TO RESURRECT THIS DEAD CONVERSATION
delivered 8:14 PM

ugly haz:
i feel the same way rosie don't sweat it
delivered 8:14 PM

ugly haz:
it pains me to know that i still have ur contact
delivered 8:15 PM

ew it's rose:
go choke osterfield
delivered 8:15 PM

tommy h:
okay are you guys still fighting
delivered 8:15 PM

ugly haz:
TELL HER THAT I'M THE BEST FRIEND
delivered 8:15 PM

ew it's rose:
UM BITCH SINCE WHEN OKAY IM THE DAY ONE, I'M THE RIDE OR DIE
delivered 8:16 PM

ugly haz:
ROSE I SWEAR TO GOD
delivered 8:16 PM

ugly haz:
oh btw thanks for the birthday gift i really liked the signed coldplay album
delivered 8:17 PM

ew it's rose:
oh don't sweat it it wasn't that expensive
delivered 8:17 PM

tommy h:
you guys make no sense i need new friends
delivered 8:17 PM

ew it's rose:
EXCUSE YOU?
delivered 8:17 PM

ugly haz:
YOU'RE SO RUDE
delivered 8:17 PM

tommy h:
guys this is serious
delivered 8:18 PM

tommy h:
it's a level nine on the serious scale
delivered 8:18 PM

ugly haz:
wait really
delivered 8:18 PM

ugly haz:
rose
delivered 8:18 PM

ew it's rose:
don't sweat it i'm on my way to his hotel room
delivered 8:18 PM

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      Rosé raced down the hallways of the hotel, her mind her current worst enemy as it conjures up stupid scenarios on what could've happened to Tom. She has never met Harrison, but there have been countless times that the three would set up a Skype call and just hang out. They could all be doing nothing and not talk and everything would've been alright.

      The three weren't the best at expressing how they felt. Especially Tom who was often too prideful on admitting that he felt emotional pain. Even Rosé who would tell them that she's hurt or she wants to cry, but the boys would never know the extent of her pain. And so they made a system, a system of pain and seriousness that would be used to indicate how bad the situation is.

      They don't have to talk about what's wrong. They could say a number on the scale, their way of saying what kind of comfort they needed the most. There was no need for the embarrassment of explaining what's wrong or hiding your pain.

      Tom's door was cracked open with a shoe preventing the door from closing. Rosé quietly entered the room and put the shoe back where it belonged before she closed the door behind her. She slipped her shoes off and placed it near Tom's suitcase before she walked down the hallway.

      Her best friend sat in his bed with his back against the headboard, his legs buried in the blankets of his hotel bed, and the light turned off. The TV illuminated the room into shades of blue and red and green as How I Met Your Mother was playing in front of him. 

      Upon seeing her Tom scooted to his right leaving room for her before opening his blankets so she can climb in. Rosé sat next to him with her legs crossed, her fingers tapping on top of the blanket that covered his thigh. It was sort of her their thing? Back in primary school they wanted to learn Morse code because the idea of having their own secret conversations were exciting.

      Dot, dash. Dot, dash, dot. Dot. Dash, dot, dash, dash. Dash, dash, dash. Dot, dot, dash. Dash, dash, dash. Dash, dot, dash.

      Tom chuckled at her message, remembering the odd little conversations from back then. He can't remember all the times where their families would have dinner together and the two would sit next to each other and tap secret little messages on each other's knee.

      Dash, dot. Dash, dash, dash.

      No.

      Rosé hesitantly placed her hand on the nape of Tom's neck before she brought him down and laid his head on her chest. He didn't protest and shifted into a more comfortable position as he laid his cheek on top of her chest, his ear hearing the beat of her heart.

      "I don't know what to do, Rosie," he murmured quietly. His arms slowly made their way around her waist, pulling her closer. Rosé watched his mother do this countless times whenever Tom was having a bad day. And the Korean girl was always mad at herself for not being able to give Tom the comfort he needed. So she started to do the same, hug Tom, run her fingers through his curly hair, and tell him that everything was going to be okay.

      "What do you mean, Tommy?"

      "I don't know my own emotions, what I feel, what I don't," he replied vaguely. Tom chuckled, the vibrations tickling Rosé's chest, "It's been awhile since we've done this, isn't it? Things have changed, haven't they?"

      Rosé hummed in agreement as her fingers softly made its way through his thick curls. "No, I don't think anything has really changed," she whispered confidently. Hesitantly she lowered her head and pressed a kiss against his temple, "I'm still your best friend, I'm still here for you."

      Tom slowly closed his eyes as the sound of Rosé's heartbeat lulled him into slumber. The consistent beating was relaxing, calming, and something that took his mind out of his problems. It reminded him that his best friend is here with him, that no matter their differences they still care for one another and that was all that mattered.

      "I'm sorry for ruining your day," he mumbled as he forced his eyes to open. With a lazy smile he reached up and twirled a lock of her now dark hair. Tom gave a small smile, "You look good with black hair. It makes you look cuter."

      "Don't be sorry. You haven't ruined anything, Tom. Now go sleep, yeah? I'll be right here waiting for you."

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A/N;

Hi, yes Junior Year is kicking my ass and I want to go in a corner and cry. I'm so screwed okay so like story time I'm finally taking College / Career which kids usually take in their Freshmen Year, but I was late as fuck. Anyways, there's this really cute guy sitting across from me and I was like oh damn, okay. But then the teacher was like raise your hand if you're a freshman.

THAT FUCKER ROSE HIS HAND.

Look I have nothing against age differences, but the idea of liking someone who just graduated middle school terrifies me. So now I'm like 'Sorry dude I gotta mom you now.'

Dedicated to naomiscotts because Hal threatened me a lot for this. I was gonna wait until Monday to update this, but I guess not.

Much Love Guys.

( written: august 23, 2017 )
( published: august 23, 2017 )