Roommates

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Tom Holland X

"Tessa! Stop! Give it back!" I yell, my fluffy socks slide on the hardwood floor,  i couldn't keep up with the dog who was holding my jeans in her mouth like it's a new present.

She runs into the living room, her tail wagging, she jumps on the couch where all the guys are.

Tom, Harrison, Taiwan and Jacob are all playing vidio games.

I moved in with Harrison and Tom after I got kicked out my other apartment last week, Haz's girlfriend who happens to be my best friend told me they were looking for a roommate.

And I really didn't care, I just needed somewhere to live while I'm at Collage.

Tessa dropped my jeans on Tom's lap. She looked over her shoulder at me, her tongue was hanging out her mouth like a smile.

Screw you, I scowled at her.

Tom lifted them up, looking to me. I suddenly became aware of the fact I only had an oversized top on.

I pulled the front of my shirt down. I saw his eyes quickly glance down to my thighs before shooting back up to my eyes.

"Here" He held them out, I reached out, the tips of my fingers grazed his knuckles. Tension lingered for a second.

His friends weren't paying attention, too busy playing their dumb game.

I took them from him, quickly retreating back to my room.

*

After I got dressed I walked out into the living room, the boys were still playing, minus Tom who was now in the kitchen.

He was leaning against the counter, looking down at his phone, his thumb scrolling like he was on Instagram or Facebook.

I always felt weird with him, like the air was thinner when he was around.

But then again he always acted awkward around me, he didn't talk much, he just stares.

Iv always just assumed he was quiet, or maybe he just doesn't like me?

I walked to the fridge, it was practically empty, I hummed a sigh of defeat. What did I expect in a house full of guys? Harrison's girlfriend was rarely in since she travelled for work a lot, and who would expect guys to do the grocery shopping?

When I shut the door he wasn't on his phone anymore, he was standing up straight staring right at me.

"You alright?" He spoke, his voice was so calming, I wish he spoke to me more, I like hearing him talk.

"There's no water" I replied, clearing my throat.

"Here" He reached behind him, picking up his bottle from the counter and holding it out to me "Have mine, I haven't drank out of it yet."

"Thanks" I took it from him, I was gonna walk away, go back to my room and watch tv or do homework for collage. But then he started talking again.

"Sorry about Tessa" He said, putting his phone in his back pocket "She's still a pup, doesn't know any better."

I was taken aback, it's the first time he's tried to make a conversation with me.

"It's fine" I was playing with the hem of my sleeve, something to keep my hands busy.

"She didn't rip your jeans or anything?" He asked, his eyes were on mine the whole time, like he was doing his best not to look anywhere else.

"No- well, yeah she did" I laughed lightly, running my hand through my hair "But it's just a couple holes, it's fine, I can sew it."

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