Those Different Universes (TommyInIt x reader)

Independent Study pt. 1

This story is a part one. Part two will be published in the next chapter. The Song is King by Blue October, link up above. 

Summary: A never seen before storm has rolled across Britain... And I'm stuck at Tommy's place. On his streaming day. Great.

Honestly, I hope I'm stuck here for the night. Who knows?

....

"Hi mom."

It was Friday, the time of the week that my mom would call me to check up on how my study abroad program was doing.

"Hey honey, I heard how bad the rain was today."

"Bad?!"

I looked outside the kitchen window, to the backyard, and also caught a glance at the living room window, facing out to the street.

 "Mom, it's literally a flood out here!"

My mom sighed.

"Well, at least you got to your school partner's apartment."

I gulped.

"uh, actually..."

when I looked back, tommy was grabbing a snack from the fridge, while talking to his parents on the phone. He was wearing a hoodie, with the hood still on.

"I'm kinda stuck at a friend's."

He turned to me, and smiled smugly.

Nearby Tommy's house was a bus stop that took me back to my apartment. But today, as we overherd on the radio, the rainstorm had gotten so bad that even some bus schedules had to be cancelled... And I was stuck. But the worst thing? Tommy predicted all of this.

I rolled my eyes at Tommy as my mom started speaking frantically, anxious.

"What! Is everything okay? Which friend is it? Will you be able to get out soon?"

I chuckled at my mom as tommy tossed me a snack. I caught it, and tommy walked into the living room.

"Everything's okay mom. I'm at Tomathy's place."

"oh. Good."

She knew all the new friends I had.

"You just make sure he doesn't try anything over the line. And try to contain yourself."

I blushed.

"mom!"

She chuckled.

"I'm just saying. Be safe okay?"

"yes mom. Love you. Bye."

I hanged up, and put my phone into my pocket.

'Contain myself? Really?'

I walked into the living room, and looked at tommy. He sat on the couch as he hanged up his phone.

He let out a sigh of relief and content as he flipped his hood off his head, revealing his short, messy, blonde hair.

His smile, unlike any other. (Well, except for Pinkie pie.)

.....Yeah. He was cute to me. Maybe even... Attractive.

I found myself blushing.

Tommy suddenly felt like he was being watched. He glanced over to me, and I was still blushing, looking at him. I noticed he was looking back at me, and I quickly glanced away, nervous.

Tommy looked back forward, and smiled. He too, could feel a light blush on his cheeks.

I slowly walked to the other side of the couch.