no matter what decision your heart makes, I will be waiting for you...

Part 22

My working day came to an end, so I packed my things as usual and took the lift downstairs. This time Hazza and Tom were already waiting for me downstairs. I still hadn't read through the papers Tom gave me yesterday.
"Okay sis, my uber is already here, so I'll leave you with Tom, remember what I told you" My over protective brother said to me
"Yeah of course, have fun Hazza, but not too much" I winked at him and he rolled his eyes, but still gave me a kiss on the cheek and then left the company, leaving Tom and me alone.
"Sooo..." I turned to Tom but he was gone, so I turned around just to see him also going out the doors to the parking lot.
Great, he can't even manage a minute alone with me.
I scurried after him, got into the passenger seat as he was already about to drive off. If I had taken a minute longer, I would have sworn he was driving without me.
"Just so you know, I'll be at the club tomorrow so don't wait for me to get home" I scoff at his statement as if I would wait for him to come home.
"Won't happen, besides, I'll go in a club too, with John !" he smirks, for whatever reason. Then looks at me briefly to see if I am serious before turning to the left with the car.
"I don't think so. I already go to the club with John" He says with seriousness. So it's not going to be some sort of a date with John...
"Well, then I guess we'll go in threes" He grits his teeth, but knows that he can't do anything about it, and discussing it with me isn't a solution either. When I get home, Tom goes straight to the gym while I rest. I should probably do some sports, too, but jogging in new york is well... different. Men are always looking at you or whistling at you. And if I were to jog through the streets in the dark, it might not be the best idea I've ever had. So I went through instagram until I heard the front door open at 1am. Tom must have come from the gym. I just heard him throw his bag against the wall, go into his room and turn on the shower. He let little moans escape his mouth as the hot water hit his body. He let his head fall back, Adam's apple peeking out particularly strongly while enjoying every hot drop that hit his sweaty body.

I listened to the dripping water and maybe even his little moans for a little while longer before my eyes fell shut and I let the sleep take over my body.

The next day came sooner than expected, or rather the next evening. Since John already knows where Tom lives, and therefore where I live, we didn't have to write much about when he was picking us up. Even though it might not be a date or anything since Tom is coming, I'm doing my best to enjoy tonight, and the first step for that is to dress hot. Because when I look hot, I feel hot. Very simple...
I put on my best red party dress that went just a little above my thighs. I also took enough time to put on the perfect make-up for the evening. And don't forget a spritz of perfume. Because between all the sweating people, I at least want to smell good. When the doorbell rang, I was of course the first to run to the door.
"Hey" I greeted John, pretending to be cool while inside I was out of breath from my little sprint to the door.
"Hey, is Tom ready? can we go?" He looks over my shoulder fot Tom, but does not see him.
"Am there" I hear Tom's deep voice coming down the hall. The door against which I had leaned my arm opens from behind, makes me stumble a little to the side but I still manage to stand still. Tom now next to me in the door frame, in front of us John smiling at both of us. I roll my eyes before looking at Tom, my eyes quickly stopping on his outfit, staring. He's wearing a black suit, and by black I mean completely black, like a maffia boss, in fucking hot.... His eyes move down to mine until he sees me checking out his outfit, he smirks but does the same with my outfit. His eyes travel up and down my red dress, taking in every detail.
"Great, let's go then !" John interrupts our check out session. For a millisecond longer I feel Tom's black eyes on me before all three of us drive to the club in John's mercedes.

After only 10 minutes, we arrive at a nightclub that looks quite expensive. Even from the outside it looks very high-class. There is already a long queue of people waiting to get in, and I really don't want to wait another hour. Mentally I groaned, following John and Tom like a puppy as they walked past the queue of people. My gaze suddenly became interested again in what John and Tom were up to.
"Grace !" John told the bouncer his last name who was standing in front of the club, showing him his ID, whereupon the bouncer nodded and let the 3 of us in. I stared at John in amazement as Tom made his way to the bar with a devilish grin, leaving John and me alone. He caught my astonished look and walked beside me.
"I own a few of these clubs, so I get free drinks too" He answered my question "Speaking of drinks, can I get you one?" He asks me.
"I-I'd love to, just bring me anything. Do you mind if I sit down at one of the tables already?" I pointed to one of the purple couch chairs where could fit at least 5 people.
"No, course not" He shook his head, then made his way to the bar where Tom was ordering his drink. I watched all the young people dancing, who came here to party, just to drink and forget everything. I was one of the people who only come here to have fun. The two boys made their way back to me. Tom with 2 drinks in his hands. John only with one, which means Tom has mine.
"There you go doll face !" Tom says while holding out my drink. I give him a warning look, but end up taking my drink anyway and sipping a few sips from the straw. The boys sit down next to me. Tom sits on my left and John on my right like two bodyguards. After that it was downright relaxed, I talked a bit with John, as well as with Tom. For a moment we forgot the constant teasing and hating thing we two had with eachother.
"You know Y/N, I haven't gotten to it yet but you look really good tonight" Tom informs me, don't know if he is serious or if his alcohol is talking for him.
"Thank you, you don't look bad yourself" I giggled as he looked at me with a chuckling smirk, focused only on my eyes.
" May I ask you for a danc-" Tom starts to ask, but is interrupted by the drunken John, who brings my attention to him.
"come on Y/N, let's dance" He stands up, takes my hand before I can answer and pulls me onto the dance floor. I feel Tom's smile on my body for a few more seconds until we go down on the dance floor. His eyes wander disappointedly down to his drink, no longer looking at me since I went down on the dance floor with john.
John and I danced to the beat of the music. We didn't really dance together, we danced separately but side by side. Drunken giggles left our mouths a few times, but a few songs later we were already out of breath again, so I went back to the couch and he went to the bar to get a drink.

~I'm sorry guys, this is a boring fucking part, but I really don't have much time to write while on holiday, I hope you understand, hopefully the next part will be longer and with more smut.~