Why Cant We Be Friends?

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4 months later

"Hey Chlo."  I hear a very familiar masculine voice say behind me as i feel two strong arms wrap around my shoulders. 

I turn my head and tilt it up from my homework to see Tommys blue eyes staring into mine. 

"hey." I say softly.

he leans his head down for a kiss but i turn my head.

"You're so distracting." I say smiling. "I wonder what you're like when youre actually dating a girl."

I feel his arms un ravel from around my shoulders to tilt my head up to him.

"Wanna find out?" he says holding eye contact until i pull my head away.

"Go away." I say playfully looking at my homework once again.

"you know, im pretty good at... Calculous." he says looking at my homework. " if you need a study buddy im here." 

"I doubt I'd get anything done, sorry TomTom."

I hear him groan and hit his face with his hands.

"Stop calling me that Chloooooeeeee." He says smiling at me.

"But Tom Tom its just such a nice nick name." I say smiling back at him. I quickly focus back on my homework before i totally get distracted until i notice Tommy had laid his chin on my shoulder.

"Are you done yet?" he says looking at my homework. I roll my eyes and nod. I wasnt going to get any work done anyway.

 I turn slightly in my chair, grabbing my books and putting them carfully in my bag. 

"You're beautiful you know that?" Tommy says lifting my chin.

I smile at him and blush. I could feel what was between us, like the air was getting thicker. He drew closer but i stood up before he got too close. 

"You know, you're out of freebies mister." I say turning back to the table and grabbing my phone. He  spins me around and brushes his nose against mine.

"You, me, tonight." he says leaning his forehead on mine.

"Just tell me when and where." I say biting my lip. He leans closer but then steps away quickly.

"its a surprise." he says and starts walking away. "I'll pick you up at seven." he says over his shoulder.

I roll my eyes and smile, taking the strap of my bag over my shoulder and walking towards the dance studios. I was suppose to meet maddie in five minutes to work on our pirrouettes.

- Later

"Where do you think hes taking you?" Maddie asked, walking towards our rooms still breathing hard from our workout. 

"Umm i really dont have any clue." I say slipping my key in the lock and opening the door, Maddie right behind me.

"Do you think he'll ask you to be his girlfriend?" She asks me and then looks up. She breathes in loudly and i look to see what caught her attention. Then i saw her.

"Hey." Vivian said flatly not bothering to look at us. "I thought i made itclear that you are not to have guests in here."

I really shouldnt be this surprised to see my room mate in our room but i hardly ever see Vivian even though we live together. Usually, she would come home late and shed just be sleeping when i got up. I didnt see her in here at all during the day. 

"um. im sorry Vivian." I say looking down, "I didnt think you'd be in here."

"Thats obviously no excuse." She says walking past us to grab her jacket. "I hope you werent talking about Tommy when you walked in."

"Why?" Maddie says quietly. Vivian laughs.

"Because, hes mine. Always has been always will be." She says walking up to me and smirking. "Brace yourself Chloe." 

"Um i dont know who you think you are but-" I start.

"Um i dont care about what you were going to say." Vivian says walking out and shutting the door.

There was a moment of silence before I walked over to my closet.

"Chloe what are you doing?" Maddie says.

"Getting ready for my date. I dont care what Vivian says shes just jealous." I say looking at a dress.

"Good for you Chloe! I knew you wouldnt give up on him!" 

"I wont. especially not for Vivian's benefit." I say pulling the dress from its hanger and showing it to Maddie.

"EEP CHLOE ITS PERFECT." Maddie says covering her mouth. 

I smile at her and look down at the dress, feeling its smooth fabric in my hands. I really liked Tommy and there was no way I was going to let Vivian in my head. 

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