Unintentional Hurting *SynHD Fanfic*

Chapter 9

A/N: Oh Mer Gurd! I have small ideas and I'm updating again! Very slowly though. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

•~~Kat's POV~~•
So it's been 2 months since I last saw Tom. And let me tell you, I have been stuffed up (sounds wrong, I know) with all these dates and times for events I haven't even heard of. First it started with LootCrate which, by the way, is the thing gamers should head towards for to get exclusive items. Then the 1up Box people also wanted me to advertise them. The list keeps going on. Also, Mianite season 2 started up and it is AWSESOME! So everything within the last 2 months has been spectacular except for one thing. Tom told me to avoid his Insta, Youtube, twitter, Facebook, etc.. Why? I have no idea. But this meant that I basically had no contact with him what-so-ever except with the allowance of texting and calling. Also, skyping was a lot more difficult because when the five of us (Tom, me, Tucker, Sonja, and Jordan) skyped, Tom would have to black out his screen. Weird right?

This got me asking questions. Is he dating another girl? Does he not like me anymore? What is he hiding from me? Does he have a face tattooing he's scared to show me? I don't know, but I will find out today because today is the day where he is visiting LA and I'm the one to pick him up.

And that is how my morning went. Wondering and thinking about what Tom could've done.

Once I was done thinking, I realized that I was still in the shower, my skin slowly withering into a dried plum texture. I then jumped out, dried my hair, and ran into my room where I looked at the clock and almost did a flip.

8:30 a.m

Shit! I am suppose to pick Tom up at 9 and the airport is about 20 minutes away. Now if you are using logic, you would know that I have precisely 10 minutes to do the girl stuff (makeup and all that jazz)that would take almost an hour to accomplish. Welp, let's hope the plane comes a few minutes late because it doesn't look like I'm gonna be on time.

•~~Time Skip to the Airport~~•
9:40 a.m

That's the time I got there. And you know what? Tom wasn't in plain sight. I called him about 15 times, but noooo. He doesn't answer. And for a while I don't understand why. Then I remember what happened to most travelers. He has to get his phone fixed up to the American cell phone towers. Nice. So here I am, walking around looking like a lost puppy until I run into someone. And that someone falls down and makes a familiar 'oof' noise that I've heard multiple times before when HE runs into door ways.

"Thoommass! Where have you been and what have you done to your hair?!" I say, with a lot of excitement, anger, and worry all mixed together.

"I dyed it?" He response as if I were a teacher asking him a difficult question in history.

"Ya, I know you dyed it. But why and why blue? Not sayin it looks bad or anything.."(I put sayin and it put a spell check for satin lol).

"Look, it was for charity purposes and I like the color blue. I also have a song dedicated to blueness!" Tom exclaimed.

"Alright then. Well let's get you back to my place where we have a lot of catching up to do if you Noah I mean ;)" I said with a smirk on my face.

"Sounds great to me!" He said.

And with that, we went back to my place where we did a little 'nice to see you again' gift ;).