UPDATE: Listen to the song, You're Not Alone which is especially sung by a person here! See the YouTube video :>

Five: You're Not Alone

- - - - - Elsa - - - - - ➳

Later that day, Rapunzel had to go meet up with her dad, and Robin and I decided to head off to his band practice. 

"Come on, Elsie.", Robin took my hand and led me inside his car. It was pretty much the same. Vintage mint green convertible... I basically chose that color for him, since we bought this car together. There's still that mini pineapple air freshener hanging from his rearview mirror, which we also bought along with the fluffy backseat pillows that matched the white carpets.

Okay, I guess it looks more of like my car that it looks like Robin's, but he totally agrees with stuff I suggest. That's all I ever suggested, anyway. Now most of his backseat has vintage rock records, a record player... not the large one, though. 

And a whole lot of Batman figures and posters at the back. You don't call him Robin Grayson for nothing! And I'm serious, he's really named Robin Richard Grayson. Guess he lives in a family of Batman fans.

Robin started the engine and said, "Hey, um I sorta lied to you earlier."

"About what?", I shifted in my seat.

"About the practice.", he said and shrugged. "It's not actually a practice, but a small gig."

"A gig?!", I jumped in my seat. "Well, that's actually even better than a practice!"

"You sure?", he says nervously. "I mean, I know you're not used to stuff like this." 

"I know. But it's worth to try.", I replied with a playful punch on his shoulder. I looked down, "Besides, I don't think I even wanna go home yet."

He flashed his breathtaking smile again.

I seriously wonder...

Why isn't this one hell of a god best friend that I have don't ever date anyone?

After a few minutes, we arrived at The Silver Stone... not a rock club, but somewhere in the middle. Robin said that the bar plays different genres every week, and conveniently, the week's genre for today is some sort of slow pop.

"Go find a seat, and I'll be right there onstage in a few minutes.", he says. I nodded and search for a nearby seat inside the room.

The stage was the only well-lit part of the place, and all the remaining parts relied on the dainty yellow floor lights. On the stage were, I guess, Robin's band-mates... setting up a drum set and a keyboard. The whole bar was silently buzzing, and it seems like almost everyone had a drink.

Soon enough, I spotted Robin's dark spiked hair coming into the light. He caught my eye and gave me a flash of his signature smile

"Good afternoon, everyone.", he spoke into the microphone and ran a hand through his disheveled hair. 

The girls around me started squealing in muffled noises. I rolled my eyes and laughed. He does kinda have that effect on most women.

"Um, so.", he said with a smirk. "We're gonna play an original song I wrote."

"It's dedicated to a girl that I never stopped loving.", he smiled and looked up.

The lights slowly dimmed, and he started strumming his guitar.

I bet you didn't notice
First time your heart was broken
You called me up and we talked til the morning

And the time that you were stranded
I was there before you landed
He was a no show, I made sure you got home

And I've been right there
For every minute
This time, it's no different
Whatever happens you should know

Cause you're not alone, girl
Look over your shoulder
You don't have to wonder
Cause you know, you know, you know

All the days that you were stressed out
Feeling like pulling your hair out
They were all missing but I was here listening

You gotta believe in me
Even if you can't see me there
I'll catch you when you fall

You're not alone, girl
I'll be there to hold you
I'll stay til it's over
And you know, you know, you know
That you're not alone

On his last note, he looked up at me and gave me a small smile.

"That was such a sweet song, Robin.", I said as he started the car's engine.

I shrugged, "Nah, it was nothing."

"No seriously.", I turned to him. "Who's the girl?"

"I can't tell.", he said.

"Well, why not?", I pouted.

He looked at me once again with his baby blue eyes.

"I'm just not ready to tell you, yet."

- - - - - Jack - - - - - ➳

"Hey, honey.", Mom opened the door to my bedroom. "No one was answering the doorbell, so I let myself in."

"Hi, Mom.", I said giving her a hug. "How's everything?"

"We're okay.", she says with a small smile. "We really miss you back home, though."

"Mom, we already talked about this.", I said. "You know I can't escape the limelight anymore."

"I know that, Jackson.", she said and placed a hand over my shoulder. "It's just we rarely see you nowadays."

"You can just turn on the TV, Mom.", I said sarcastically.

"You know that isn't what I meant.", she said sternly with a sigh.

I shook my head. My family and I always have these fights. It's usually because of my sudden fame, and the fact that my parents want me to be so much more than an 18-year-old boy who advertises chicken wings.

They were right, though. I really do want to be something more.

And by something more, I mean something less. Someone whose light doesn't overshadow anyone else's. 

"Jamie misses you.", Mom added.

I stopped in tracks and remembered my little brother, "Jamie?"

"He does.", she gives me a small smile. "He keeps on asking me when can the two of you take a road trip again."

Road trips. That's what Jamie and I usually do, back when I wasn't as busy as I was now. We would take Dad's old pick-up truck and go wherever the wind takes us-- or in that case, wherever the road takes us.

I do miss those times as well.

"I better get going.", Mom says. "Jamie's going to be back home from school any moment now."

She made her way out of the door as I picked up one of Elsa's letters.

"Hey, Mom. Can you tell Jamie that we're going on a road trip to North Carolina tomorrow?"

A/N: I think this is terribly short... BUT THAT SONG THO. IT'S AWESOME.

Teeehee! I don't know who to ship now T^T

Anyhoo, hooray! Road trip to North Carolina~ :3 That seems pretty fun 

Hope you all enjoyed the update <3

xoxo,
Julienne