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you were frozen. your jaw was dropped. you just stood there like an idiot.

"do you mind?" tom grunted, glaring at you looking you up and down. "i-i uh" you stuttered and turned red.

he raised his eyebrow and his lip curved into a smirk. you stumbled back and slammed the door shut.

you were in shock. you had just walked in on TOM HAYDEN fucking a girl in the ass. and you couldn't deny you wernt slightly jealous. but that condescending little grin he gave you made your blood boil. it was like he could see right through you.

the way he was pushing into her, and the fact that he didn't stop once you walked in. how much of a mess the woman was. the way his jaw was tensed and brows furrowed. the way he was biting his bottom lip. his open shirt showing his abs. freckles covering him. everything about him. he was already driving you crazy. but you hated him. he sucked.

you shook your head and went to the bathroom, doing your business. you looked into the mirror and took a long look at yourself. you were a mess. how could someone like tom hayden ever find you in anyway attractive. and not to mention, that your life was a mess too. no way would he ever put up with you.

you splashed yourself with water, trying to get yourself to snap out of it. you opened the door and walked back into the living room.

you slid down onto the couch in between abbie and jerry. and just sat. staring at the wall.

"you alright l/n? you look white." abbie chuckled. you looked up and him and put on a fake smile. "fine." you yelped. abbie gave you a long suspicious look before turning back to the conversation he was having before.

you felt a nudge to your arm and turned to see jerry holding up a blunt, offering it to you. you immediately snatched it from him and put it up to your lips. you took and long inhale and closed your eyes. you took a few more hits before passing it back to jerry. you felt so soothed. it made you forget all about tom. you began to join the conversation.

"if i had kids, i'd name it layla for a girl. and colin for a boy." john said looking up smiling. "colin? what a pussy name." abbie hollared. you jerry and lee all laughed at his remark.

"oh and yours are any better?" john snapped back at him. "america." abbie replied. the room went silent. "pardon?" lee chimed in. "you heard me, america. i wanna name my kid america." abbie proudly grinned.

you all burst into laughs. abbie sat, arms crossed. "AMERICA? WHAT- AMERICA?!" you yelled between laughs. "yup!" abbie said, nose in the air. "oh abbie, that is absurd." lee shook his head.

then, from behind you, a door opened and out walked the girl that tom was with, and tom behind her.

"oh hey darla." abbie waved to the girl. she waved back. her hair was a mess and her makeup looked like she had tried to fix it, but it was obvious. her dress was all wrinkly and one strap was hanging off her shoulder. he really fucked her hard.

she took one look back and tom who shooed her away with his hand. she stumbled out the door grabbing her purse and slamming the door.

you looked back and met eyes with toms, which were already on you. his shirt was halfway tucked into his pants, and his hair was all messy and chaotic. he furrowed his eyebrows at you before checking his watch, and walking over to sit on the chair across from you. john and lee sat leaned against the wall, so tom was directly in front of you.

"hey tommy. when you have kids, what you gonna name em?" abbie questioned him, as tom crossed his legs and crossed his arms across his chest.

"i don't know if i'm having kids." he answered in a bland tone. abbie rolled his eyes. "okay, well if you were to. what would you name em?" he repeated. tom sighed. he shrugged. "god hayden ya so difficult." abbie sighed under his breath. tom shot his eyes to abbie and his eyebrows furrowed. he did that a lot.

"y/n! what are you namin your kids?" abbie turned his attention towards you. shit. you hadn't ever really thought of having kids. but you didn't want to sound like you were trying to relate to tom.

"waiting for inspiration." you widley smiled. "how about jerry?" jerry giggled with a big toothy smile. "ok yes, if i have kids i will definitely name one jerry." you laughed putting a hand of his shoulder. "yes!" jerry fist pumped into the air.

"how bout you?" you asked jerry. "hmm, well obviously naming one y/n." he grinned at you as you bowed your head jokingly. "and also esther. esthen for a boy." jerry beamed.

"what kinda name is that?" tom scoffed at jerry. jerry's face dropped. "it's was my mommas name. she killed herself when i was 10." jerry snarled. the room went quiet. toms face froze.

"shit hayden." abbie grunted. you leaned over to lay your head on jerry's shoulder. you put his arm around you and squeezed. "i'm sorry jer. sometimes people can be so inconsiderate." you comforted him, glaring at tom.

jerry nodded and rubbed your back. you watched as toms knuckles tensed, turning almost white. his jaw tensed and he uncomfortably shifted in his seat.

"i think tom should apologize." you articulated still glaring at him. tom rose his brows slightly.

he just sat. you got up from your seat and walked over to tom. you stopped right in front of him, and crossed your arms.

"apologize." you spat at him, gestering to jerry who was now looking at his feet.

tom pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. you raised your eyebrows. he groaned and turned to jerry. "sorry." he mumbled.

he then turned back to you and gave you a annoying little fake grin. you were angry.

"i think i'm gonna get some sleep. jerry, ignore that prick." you turned away from tom to smile at jerry and wink. he chuckled.

"goodnight." you waved to everyone before heading for your room. "night!" they all said, except for tom.

right before you opened your door you heard tom. "night." tom said to everyone before speeding over to you.

you turned around and slipped into your room, but before closing the door, tom put his hand between it.

"if you ever make an ass out of me again, your gonna be sorry." he gritted between his teeth, inches away from your face. you looked up at his tall figure and smirked. you'd pissed him off.

"i'll pass." you smiled, before slamming the door on his face.

youd made a fool out of tom hayden.

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