I started to work at nicks bar for some extra income, it wasn't to bad. Tom would come visit me every now and then. I was sitting at home scrolling though eBay looking at thanksgiving decorations and for Christmas presents. I knows it's November but then I wouldn't have to be in a rush come the holiday season. *Ding Dong*
"Coming." I unwrapped me from my blanket and got up from the chair and opened the door to a surprise. Tom. Hands behind his back, smile a mile long.
"Flowers for my favorite fish." I smiled and wrapped my hands behind his neck, pulling him into a kiss. He dropped the flowers to cup my face and tangle his hand in my hair. He had deepened the kiss, not too much, mouths moving in syncs, kisses as a thank you for the flowers, kisses filled with passion, love, lust. We pulled apart, he moved his hands to my waist to pull me right into a hug. Oh how much I missed being in his arms.
"If I get thank you'd like that I'll need to the flower shop and personally give you one single rose." He says with smile. He let me out of his grip.
"I missed you," I say intertwining our fingers together, at that moment even though we don't know the future but I sure hope he will be in it.
"I've missed you too." He said looking at our hands, he was rubbing small circles on my knuckles with the pad of his thumb.
"Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?" I asked quietly. Please say yes I'm lonely.
"I'd love too, Where do you want to go?" He says. Jumping jelly beans I'm so happy!
"Oh. No, no, no, WE are cooking. I do after all have to test drive the car before I buy it." I winked and chuckled. I led him into the house he's been in millions of times. He had picked up the flowers and is now putting them in my grandma's vase. He flashed me a smile. I couldn't help but memorize his smile.
"What are we eating for dinner?" He asked as he was putting water into the vase.
"Not me." I bursted out laughing. I finally had caught him off guard. His face was priceless.
"OH-MY-DAYS." He laughed out, surprised that I made that comment.
"Does spaghetti sound good love?" Looking into the pantry.
"It does." He chirped.
"We need some noodles, meat, sauce, and brown sugar." I said listing thing out of the top of my head.
"Brown sugar?" He says, confusion spilling through his voice.
"Yes. I put alittle in my sauce. It's actually really good, but we don't have to put the sugar in if you don't want to." I said trying to grab the noodles. I felt toms hand on my waist, his front to my back side, he other arm extending to grab the noddles.
"Thank." I said quietly l. He nods and puts the noddles on the island.
"Although... you do sound good for dinner." He stepped closer and raises his eyebrow at me. Damn him he knows what that does to me. I blush immediately.
"Dessert." I winked. He let out a devilish low chuckle.
"Welp let's get started." I said filling the pot with water.
"Do you have any candles?" I heard him ask over my shoulder. He was setting the table.
"Yes. The closer in the living room." I heard him walk away, then a door closing and opening, a few short seconds later the struggle of a lighter trying to get lit. I looked over my shoulder to the table. He had 3 candles lit, all three different sized and in the correct order they should be in, flowers in the middle of the table. I couldn't help but smile. I thought romance had died a long time ago. I glanced up at him, he smiled. I turned back around to check to see if the water was boiling. Then I chuckled at my thought.
"And what are you giggling about." He whispered into my ear as he nuzzled into my neck, his hands wrapping around my waist. I rested my hand on top of his, then looked at our reflections through the window.
"A comment I made in my head." I leaned into his kisses he was leaving on my neck.
"Was it a good comment? I can give you many comments right now." He says leaving hot kisses along my jaw, teasing me, once he'd get close to my lips, he'd go on the other side and leave more kisses.
"You are insatiable!" I say trying look at him but failed miserably.
DING DONG.
I turned to Tom to see if he was expecting someone. He was trying to hold back a smile. That shithead, always with the surprises. I opened the door. A girl in her teens was standing there.
"Macy?" My voice cracked.
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Surprise Shawty! Macy is back! Hallelujah!
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Hot Summer Night (Tom Felton FanFiction Story)
Fiksi PenggemarI have no clue if this has even happened, just a fanfiction. "Mind if my dog place with yours?" He said. He had a British accent. He sounded charming. "I don't mind. She doesn't have very many dog friends?" I said.
