Swing Lynn - Tommy x MALE Reader :)

Eleven :>

Y/ns Pov

Holy shit.
I just did that.
I just kissed Tom.
Directly on the lips.
What will he think of me??
Oh no.

As I walk to the train station were George will be waiting for me, thankgod it's not too far I hate walking, my face feels red, and hot. I slap my cheeks trying to refresh my thoughts, doesent help, shocker. I got so on edge I started speed walking, which helps because I want to get there soon.

It slowley gets dimmer and nottingham lights up sort of, the old style buildings look beautiful, London looks better at night tho. Thoughts of Tom flash and overflow my love confused head. I can't help but think about holding his hand again, hugging him, kissing him... for longer- "AHH STOP IT" I whisper shout and smack me cheeks again, driving a couple of eyes towards me.

Eventually I make it to the train station and see George just chilling, doesent seem bothered, as Tom would say, he don't know nobody. "Hey mann, sorry if I kept you waiting," I apologize. George gives me a weird look. "Whys your face red?" He asks curiously. Shit. Um excuse excuse cmonnn- "I walked into a pole."FUCK. He squints at me and gives me an even more questionable look. "Uh okayy, also you actually apologized to me, you never do that- are you okay??" He asks weirdly. "Pfft what? Y-yeah I'm gay- GREAT. Great, yknow because gay also means happy haha I'm fine." I bicker. "Mm'kayyyyy"he says all skeptical.

During the way home, and even sitting in my bed, I couldn't get the thought out of my head. How soft his lips were against mine, how I wish it could've been longer, how I wanted it to be a normal thing between us. I don't know why I did it, I guess I just wanted to be affectionate? But what if he's not comfortable with it? He probably doesn't even understand his sexuality, he's probably just a confused straight. I don't even know what or who I am. Ever since I met Tom I've been a mess really, can't think normally, my emotions are all over the place, and I'm losing touch in myself. I believe this is what they call being "lovesick" but I never thought I'd experience it. "Ughh..." I groan as I roll over on my chest and exhale into my pillow. I wonder what Tom thinks of me now. I wonder what's going through the poor guys head. I've probably made things so confusing for him..

Tommys Pov

Ho.
Ly .
Shit.

My head is rambling with fifty different thoughts going on at once. Y/n kissed Me-ME! OF ALL PEOPLE ME! After he left me baffled in Brighton, I stood there for awhile trying to piece together what the fuck just happened. Then after realization, went red and stuttered uncontrollably. I been sitting in my bed for about the whole night, I haven't touched my computer once, which my mum thought was weird and asked if I was alright. Ive been sitting in the dark alone with my thoughts.

Alright I need to think about this. Alright Tom. How was it? Well it was great really, I liked it, I mean it was my first kiss, I don't know about him though. Would you wanna do it again? Well probably, yeahh.. do you like guys? I don't know, probably, I mean it wasent like that until I met him, I don't know really. Do you like girls? Oh absolutley always have always will. So what the fuck are you? Does it matter? I'm happy right? Genders a social construct anyway. Is he happy? He seemed happy... and I know for a fact I like y/n, so much I'd want him to call me his... boyfriend. "Sigh... a life as Tom Simons isn't easy... but it's nice when you're here, isn't it?" I whisper to myself and drift away to sleep.