Soulmates

part 20

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I lay next to Tom. We're both naked and sweaty. We breath heavily.

Y/n *breathes heavily*: I really like this bed!

He laughs.

Tom: We haven't been on a date for a long time!

Y/n: And what was that today?

Tom: Just us!

Y/n: Sure!

I kiss him and cuddle myself deeper into his strong arms.

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He starts the motor and starts driving.

Y/n: So Tommy where are we going?

Tom: I'm still not telling you!

Y/n: Please!

Tom: Just wait!

I roll my eyes an sit back. After a few minutes he stops at a parking lot. We get out and he leads me to a beautiful table.

Y/n: Aww! Did you did that?

He nods proudly and we sit down. He opens the basket he brought and takes out food. We start eating after a few minutes he takes my hand.

Tom: Uhm, y/n since the date yesterday, when Dylan proposed to Anna, I thought of it and-

My phone rings.

Y/n: I'm sorry! That's Marta!

I answer the call.

Marta: Hey!

Y/n: Hi!

Marta: I have news! Shawn and I decided to move in together!

Y/n: For real?!

Marta: YES!

Y/n: Finally! Are you coming to LA?

Marta: We don't know yet but I'm pretty sure!

Y/n: I'm so happy!

Marta: Me too! I mean it's Shawn Mendes!

Y/n: Bitch! I was talking about us living close to each other again!

Marta: I know! I was joking, dumbass!

I laugh.

Y/n: I have to hang up now! Bye!

I hang up and put down my phone.

Y/n: So where were we?

Tom: I was just saying how cute Dylan and Anna were yesterday.

Y/n: I know right!

He smiles at me weirdly.

Y/n: But don't you think it's a bit early? I mean they've been dating for a year I think and getting married after dating for a year?

Tom: Yea right!

His hand slowly moves away from mine and we continue eating. But something is wrong with Tom. We did not talk so much since then and when we went to bed, he turned away and just fell asleep. I'm wondering what is wrong.

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Next morning I wake up and Tom is already gone. I stand up and go into the kitchen. He sits there eating and not even looking up.

Y/n: Good morning!

Tom: Moring!

Y/n: Are you alright?

Tom: Yea sure, why?

Y/n: I was just- doesn't matter!

Tom: Okay...

I make my breakfast too and join him. But as soon as I sit down, he stands up and cleans up his plate. Then he grabs his jacket and leaves. I swallow down my tears and start eating. Then I dress up and go to work.