a baby.

that’s what robbie was when he was with you, his best friend. always trying to touch you in some way, but got shy when you noticed him. running to you in the hallway, getting you gifts. after he met you, he even forgot about rex. who cares about that silly puppet when there’s the most beautiful girl right here with me? he thought often. the truth was, rex was just a way to express robbie’s inner thoughts. but when he met you, the only person who wanted to hear what he thought from his mouth, he fell. really, really hard.

and whenever you two were alone, either at his house or yours, or in beck’s RV, he’d practically fall into your arms with his big kid body, squishing you. but you didn’t mind. you just laughed, running your hands through his messy hair. that’s how it always was. and is.

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the entire group was hanging out in beck’s RV. tori and cat were spread out on the small beanbag, beck was sitting with jade on his lap, and andre sat cross-legged at the foot of the couch, where you and robbie sat close together. you were laughing at something cat said, barely noticing that the boy beside you was completely lost in the sight of you. one of your hands was in both of his much bigger ones. he was looking down at it, his hands innocently fiddling with your fingers, a habit he had. then he looked up at you, letting out a dreamy sigh. she’s so pretty.

he always stared at you like you’d hung up the stars in the sky.