How Things Change

Chapter 8: The Looks

(**TW** Mention of abuse and sexual harassment**)

TOM's POV
I woke with y/n cuddling next to me, I had one arm wrapped around her while she laid her head on my chest. She looked so pretty while sleeping, I tried my best to be still. I can't stop thinking about last night! Everything was perfect last night, what am I even saying? she is perfect. She's everything to me and I hope she doesn't think all I wanted to do was fuck her. I got a text from Haz and I'd hope it wouldn't wake her up. 'How'd the date go?' I text him back saying that it went well but to not come in the room. Of course Haz's dumbass sent me a '😉'. I couldn't help myself anymore so I kissed her gently on her forehead a few times.

Y/N's POV
I woke up to Tom kissing me on my forehead, is there a better way to be woken up? I looked up at me, "Good morning, Tommy." I froze, I really called him Tommy. I never have before! He looked at me for a second then got on top of me, I was startled but he started to kiss me intensely and growled in my ear.

"Good Morning darling, but don't call me that again." He continued to kiss my neck and my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I somehow agreed to not call him that again. "Good." He rolled back over and we went back to the way we were.

"How was last night?"

"How was what?" He looked at me for a second, "do you mean about what we did?"

"Yeah that." I looked back down, "I only ask because I could imagine you've been with a lot of other girls."

Tom paused before he responded, "I have been with a lot of girls if i'm being honest but you are different because I want you to stay and last night was perfect, you are perfect." I smiled when Tom called me perfect, no one had called me perfect before. "Be honest love, did you like last night?" He sounded almost like I was waiting to tell him no.

"Yes! One of the best nights of my life honestly." He smiled and it was nice to see him like that, he even felt warmer.

"Did you sleep with a lot of people too? Or have a lot of relationships?" I paused at the question but i'd knew I'd have to talk about it one day.

"I've had a fling or two but I did have this one relationship that lasted a few years but it didn't work out." He looked at me with a confused face.

"Why didn't it work out?"

I looked up at him, "i'm not ready to talk about him."

"Well that's alright." He rubbed my head. "I gotta get up soon."

"No why!" I snuggled up to him even more.

"Work love, I gotta work!"

"ugh!" We started to get up. "Can I borrow some clothes?"

Tom laughed "yeah sure!" I started to change into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt with my back towards Tom. I heard him walk up behind me but I didn't pay attention.

He put a hand on my back, "Y/n, what are these marks here?" I finished pulling up the pants and I froze.

I started to pull over the white t-shirt he gave me, "I forgot about that but it's nothing." I laughed lightly

"Y/n?"

"Yes, Tom?" I turned around a put my arms around him and smiled.

"I'm not stupid." He looked down at me and wrapped his arm around me as well but his eyes looked cool.

"I know you're not, never said you were."

"So why won't you tell me who hurt you? They look old so it wasn't under my watch."