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“Roier?”
Cellbit asked Roier, and Roier was silent as everything rushed back at him. The Instagram post, the clips, and the interviews of Spreen acting so close with someone who wasn’t him made him jealous. He didn’t want to be the jealous type, but he couldn’t help it. It was like he just took steroids to have more energy, and because of all this adrenaline, anger, and sadness building up the past couple of days he just broke down. To say Cellbit was surprised would be an understatement he was flabbergasted by how many tears came out of Roier, and how much the young actor had stuttered when speaking.
“H-he told me I cou-couldn’t go anymore, All I ev-ever wanted to do was love him and appreciate him, I wanted to sup-support him. I guess I’m just not the type of support he wants”
Cellbit didn’t know what to say or do, so he decided to understand better why his best friend was crying louder than his car could ever be. To understand the situation better Cellbit would need to go back and get him to explain everything by parts.
“Why- what do you mean by ‘you can’t go anymore’ , go where?”
With a raspy broken voice, the Mexican answered in Spanish.
“A las carreras, dijo Spreen que ya no puedo ir a tus carreras, al menos hasta Singapur”
Cellbit was furious, every time Roier fought with Spreen, Spreen just never seemed to know how to make his cases better as a good boyfriend, he always found a way to make Cellbit think he was a bad boyfriend. Then Cellbit got a brilliant idea for Roier.
“Does Spreen have cameras in your house?”
“Um- What- No! Not that I know of?”
Roier said stuttering, and extremely surprised at why Cellbit was asking him this.
“How often do you FaceTime?”
Roier thought when Cellbit asked that, and that is when Roier realized that he and Spreen rarely even call when Spreen was at races, and now he knows that races aren’t an excuse not to call him because Cellbit gets every chance to call and text Roier. Plus Cellbit has a much busier schedule than Spreen, which makes much more less sense on how Spreen had no time for him but Cellbit has all his time for him.
“We don’t call often, or text for that matter, why are you asking this Cell?”
Cellbit didn’t answer him and he looked focused on something, Roier was intrigued by what Cellbit was doing.
“Done!”
“Done with what? Cellbit~ What were you doing Gatinho?”
Cellbit sent a message to Roier and Cellbit told him to read it.
Gatinho:
Here for you Guapito
Under that message, a link led Roier to an F1 VIP ticket for the Miami Grand Prix and he would get to stay in the RedBull hospitality.
“What! ¿Cellbo porque?”
Cellbit let out a soft chuckle at the younger one’s antics, he blushed slightly at how much Roier was confuzzled about him buying Roier tickets for the grand prix.
“You wanted to go right? You will have to buy your plane ticket though! I won’t pay for that”
“But Gatinho! You’re rich, you can afford me a plane ticket”
“So are you, you can afford one, I just bought you a fourteen thousand dollar ticket, cut me some slack bro”
“Pesos?”
“Nah, USD”
“USD! You shouldn’t have, that was a lot of money”
Cellbit would go to bed later and realize that it was but he didn’t care, he wanted to make this man who wasn’t treated well live the life he deserved.
“You deserve it, now get your ass to work! I need to head to my next flight, see you in Miami, text or call me which airport you are landing in so I can pick you up”
Roier wanted to ask if Cellbit also had a house and a car in Miami but he refrained from it. Instead, he asked Cellbit about his weekend and how was Quackity and Luzu, which the Brazillian was more than happy to talk about. Roier just sat and listened to him talk and Roier wouldn't have minded staying on his call with Cellbit until three pm but the man had to get on his flight. That was also a reminder for Roier to eat lunch and look for flight tickets to Miami, so without a thought on his way to a restaurant Roier called his manager to book a flight for Miami so he could get there before Friday. Roier was done eating his tacos when he got the confirmation of if tickets.
Gatinho:
I GOT MY TICKETS
I WILL BE IN MIAMI ON WEDNESDAY!!!!
YIPEEEE
I am so excited
I will plan something out for Thursday and Wednesday if you get there during the day I can stay over at ur hotel room
Why?
So we could hang out dumbass
I miss u
Awwwww
Do you love me?
I missed u 2
I will be getting there around 5 am
So, I will be expecting u at the gate ;P
I will see u too
And yes I do love you
Roier couldn’t explain it but getting to see Cellbit telling him that he loves roier made Roier feel things but they weren’t the same butterflies Spreen made him feel. He didn’t understand it so he didn’t dwell on it. Roier called Jaiden and talked to her for the rest of the day since he wouldn’t be having any more shoots until two weeks from then. He spent most of his day not doing much since most of his friends were everywhere but where he was currently, but soon his flight arrived and he was on a plane to Miami, Roier was ecstatic to be near Cellbit again, and with the plan, they had Spreen would never know and he should be back in his house in Mexico by Monday.
“Cellbit I am at the airport now!”
Roier said over the phone as he made his way to get his luggage.
“Alright, just find a place to wait for me patiently, I am on my way!”
“Ok Cell, can’t wait to see you”
“Me too, see you soon”
With that, Cellbit hung up and Roier waited to see the navy blue suitcase he had been carrying for three or more months. After a while, it finally appeared and Roier quickly picked it up and saw if the tag had his name, which it did. He would spend a couple of minutes in front of his gate until he heard a familiar Brazilian accent and two men he didn’t know well.
“Roier!”
Cellbit yelled as saw the familiar brown-headed man, and hugged him. Roier was surprised to see him all clingy and soft, but he didn’t complain, on the contrary, Roier hugged Cellbit back.
“Hi Gatinho, it’s been a long time”
“You see Tommy that is why people call you clingy. That is how you treat Tubbo, you smother that poor guy.”
The guy who was tall and had brown hair dyed on the tips told the other one. Roier thought he required a root touch-up. That is when the man smacks the back of the head of the other guy, but he is much younger than Cellbit and the pink-haired man. That boy was most likely in his teens, around the same age as Tubbo, or even younger.
“Oh, yeah Roier meets Technoblade, he is a fashion designer and is focusing on making Quackity’s brother’s suit for the Met Gala, he also lives here. While Tommy’s just here to watch the race, he is Phil’s younger brother.”
Cellbit introduces the two males to Roier after Cellbit catches Roier staring at the two.
“I am not just Phil’s younger brother! I am also a former Prema driver for F2 and I am currently a Ferrari reserved driver!”
Tommy said as he felt offended that Roier would know him as just Phil’s little younger brother. But in response, Techno slaps the back of the boy's head and yells at him.
“Say hi to him, I swear your parents raised an ungrateful fucking brat”
“Hey!”
Tommy then slapped Techno back before walking to Roier and shaking his hand.
“Hello! What is your name?”
Roier giggled at the interaction the two have reminding him of himself and his brother Foolish.
“My name is Roier and I guess yours is Tommy, right?”
“Yup!”
Tommy sure was loud, dare Roier say he is louder than Foolish, much louder.
“Hey Roier! Wanna head to your hotel, Tech can drop off there.”
“Hey! Why don’t you want me to dry Rafael?!”
Tommy yells at Cellbit but instead of Cellbit answering him it is Techno.
“Because he doesn’t trust you! You are still eighteen for good sake, you barely got your normal driver's license.”
Roier rode in the back seat with Cellbit since Tommy had called shotgun for the whole day and Cellbit couldn’t take it from the boy. It wasn’t like Roier cared, he liked spending time with Cellbit, he just hoped that Cellbit also did. After a while, they finally arrived at the hotel where Roier was staying and Cellbit helped him carry all his luggage to Roier’s room.
“Finally, we can spend some time together!”
Cellbit said placing Roier’s luggage somewhere around the room, and that is when Roier gets a call.
“Is it Spreen?”
Cellbit asked, and Roier looked at his phone ready to act like he was LA, but instead, he was met with a different contact. The face Roier made will never leave cellbit’s mind.
“Who is it?”
Cellbit asked in a teasing tone, getting more comfortable in the room.
“El pendejo de su novio de Luzu”
“Quackity?”
“Sim! Quien mas pendejo”
Roier said the last line before picking up the phone and setting it to speaker mode, he was about to say hello when he heard the energetic voice of Quackity.
“Roier! Luzu me contó que vas a estar en Miami, eso es cierto?!”
“Hu- Si? Estoy en el hotel con Cellbo ahorita”
“Esta bien… Luzu! Agarra tu carta del banco… Pues para comprar tequila y cervezas… Vamos a su hotel de Roier y me quiero emborrachar con el cabron!... Si ahorita, apurate y cambiate que ya nos vamos!”
Both Roier and Cellbit burst out laughing at the way Quackity was pulling Luzu around, and even though Cellboit witnessed it a lot he still got a kick out of it every time it happened.
“Send me the location”
“Ok Quacks”
With that, the two Mexicans’s call ended and Roier turned to Cellbit.
“I guess we have guests over soon”
In only a couple minutes Roier opened the door to be greeted with Luzu and Quackity, and a box of twenty-four cans of Modelo held by Luzu, while Quackity held a bottle of tequila and wine.
“Who is ready to get drunk”
Quackity yelled as he walked into the room and plopped himself onto the couch. Everyone else joined him and started to drink, they seemingly talked about everything and nothing, Cellbit talked about the amount of people who asked him out, and Quackity talked about all his crazy adventures with Missa, and the others. Luzu only had stories of how cute he found Quackity which Cellbit and Roier gagged at. But it started to get good when Quackity was out drunk first because he had picked up rumors from friends.
“Cell! Did you know that Forever has been hanging with Spreen lately”
Roier looked at him confused.
“No… he has been with Juan”
“Yeah him and Forever too, plus he made it official that ‘Get him back’ was based on you”
The Luzu dropped more information.
“Like a whole album wasn’t enough”
Luzu took a sip of his beer and Cellbit just sat there staring at the wall.
“Yeah… I feel like he’s forcing me to not move on, plus he’s the reason my last girlfriend broke up with me”
Roier took a sip of his beer, so many people had wronged Cellbit. He knew Cellbit was a sweet man with a caring heart he could see it in the way he helped Luzu care for Quackity, the way he loved Tubbo and the way he babysat Phil’s kids. He was aggressive on the circuit but kind and soft off it, people didn’t see that and treated him like he could handle it.
“Also did you know that your sister has been going out a lot with a model”
“Bagi is with WHO?!!”
“Yeah, het name is Christina or better know as Tina-”
Roier spits out his beer a little.
“My sister!”
Everyone looked at Roier in confusion.
“She told me she was dating a girl named Gabriela!”
Then Cellbit slams his fits onto the table.
“My twin sister’s second name is Gabriela!”
Quackity then pulled out his phone and called someone.
“Bagi… I thought you told Cellbit and now he’s fighting Roier because you are dating his sister and the same reason is why roier is currently biting Cellbit’s arm right… Ok, I will put you on speaker”
Quackity set his phone and Bagi’s voice was heard through it.
“Rafael leave Roier alone”
Then another voice was heard too.
“You too Roier!!!”
Roier then lets go of Cellbit and sits down on the couch.
“Yes Tina”
Roier said as he looked through his socials to see what was trending now, which was the usual funny video.
“Now, I don’t need any of you calling me at these late hours, I have practice tomorrow.”
With that Bagi hung up the call and the group of drunk men were laughing, they felt like they had been in high school again and well for Cellbit and Luzu they felt like they were in their early F1 days and F2 days. It was comforting and nice. Plus, who knew that they would all end up sleeping in the same hotel room?