hassling hayden

hammered

you sat up immediately when you heard the door being opened.

you rubbed your eyes and turned your head to the door. it was tom, standing awkwardly, and making an expression that said "yikes".

"shit, sorry. i didn't know anyone would be in here." he whispered, closing the door behind him. you shook your head and softly smiled. "its ok. i didn't really plan to fall asleep out here anyways, so thanks." you giggled.

he made a small smile, and looked at the ground. you snapped out of your weird crush-state and sighed.

then you looked down at toms outfit. he had his jacket hanging on his arm and his shirt was slightly buttoned down. his sleeves were rolled and and he looked kinda worn out.

"where were you? it's 3am." you blurted out. he threw his jacket on the hanger, and missed. he ignored it and dragged his feet over to you and slumped down onto the couch beside you. he lazily whipped his head over to you and rested it on the back of the couch.

"i took a walk along navy pier. needed sometime to think." he explained. you turned your head to the window opposite of you and trilled your lips.

you heard from beside you the same noise. you whipped your head around to tom, who was trilling his lips too. you cocked an eyebrow and grinned. "are you drunk?" you snickered.

tom stopped what he was doing, and looked at you. he moved closer to you and widened his eyes really really wide, exaggerative.

you widened your eyes exaggerative too, and moved closer to him as he did. his lip twitched a smile. he pursed his lips in attempt to hide a laugh. but he couldn't.

he let out a huge bellow and fell backwards. you cackled too, falling back. you caught your breath and looked at tom, who was holding his stomach and wheezing. he was drunk as hell.

you laughed at how hard he was laughing. he opened his eyes and started to catch his breath. you shifted to you were facing him in criss cross apple sauce, and he did the same.

"you're drunk, aren't you." you grinned. he bit his bottom lip and snickered. "whaaaaat? no no i am not no." he slurred. you cocked both eyebrows and scoffed.

"youre not fooling anyone hayden." you breathed out, resting your head against the couch. he giggled and copied you.

you knitted your brows and pursed your lips. "what are you doing?" you speculated. he just stared at you with heavy eyelids and a smile on the tips of his lips.

you wanted to experiment, so you leaned your head off the couch and rested it on your palms. tom did too. you shook your head and blushed at his cuteness.

you then jumped up from the couch and stood with your hands on your hips. tom jumped up from the couch, stumbling, and stood with his hands on his hips too.

you smiled and took a step in front of you. tom did too. you took another step, and so did he. you started to walk to the kitchen, and tom did just as you did.

you leaned up against the wall and buried your hand in your face to laugh. he did the same and buried his face in his hands and laughed.

"oh my god you are so annoying, stop it." you spat at him, trying your best to hide a smile. he looked left then right and raised his eyebrows.

you shoved his shoulder and laughed while you walked back to the couch.

he quickly sat back onto the couch with you and smiled a big toothy smile at you. his eyes crinkled, which made him look so happy. his smile was so pretty. it made you smile too. yeah he was drunk, but he seemed like he was having fun so you just played along.

you cleared your throat and exhaled. "hey tom. i'm sorry about earlier. that was out of pocket." you mumbled. tom made swatted the air. "PFFFHHHHHH, cmon your fine. i was being a little prick." he heckled.

you nodded and smiled in relief. but he WAS drunk, so tomorrow you will probably still be in trouble.

he stopped and looked at you with a worried expression. "n-not that my prick is little. i just meant that i was BEING a prick, yknow like i wasn't saying that i a litt-" tom stammered but was shushed by your finger on his lips.

"tom shut up. i get it." you explained with a grin. he awkwardly nodded and shot you a embarrassed smile.

you took your finger away from his lips and pulled your knees up to your chest and hugged them, resting your chin on your them.

suddenly, you heard a snort. you looked at tom, who was falling asleep sitting up. he was starting to snore, and fall.

you shook him awake before he fell, and he gasped. you giggled, "you fell asleep dummy." you teased. he smiled and closed his eyes again.

"tom. tom! TOM!" you repeated until you had to yell to get him to wake up. he jolted awake. "HUH!" he loudly shouted.

"shhhhhhh, come here and lay your head here." you said, patting the side of the couch you sat on as you got up.

he scooted over and layed his head there. you grabbed a throw pillow from the ground and lifted up his light head to place it under him. you set his head back down and he snuggled into the pillow. you then grabbed a quilt from a armchair and spread it across his long body.

you kneeled down by his face and found he was already fast asleep. he was a really pretty sleeper. the way his eyelids wouldn't fully close, and fluttered softly. his mouth which was slightly parted to show his teeth. the way his breathing was so slow and soft. how his curls would fall down and lazily lay on his face. he looked so precious. like an angel.

you smiled to yourself and rested a hand on his shoulder. "goodnight tom." you whispered.