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Tom finds out y/n's true feelings from her diary.
y/n's pov
I sat on my bed, rapidly writing in my diary. My best friend Tom, who I also had a huge crush on, was being extra flirty with me today and it was making me feel...well you know. I needed to let out my feelings and I've found that writing helps.
My feelings for Tom have been turning from your usual emotional awe to well...sexual recently and it's been overwhelming. Don't get me wrong, I remember when I saw him on the first day of college and my first thought was 'damn.' But the feeling was beginning to become really intense and it was getting harder to control myself and plus, he didn't even like me like that.
I was so busy writing that I completely forgot Tom was coming over...
toms pov
I knocked on the door and y/n's mum answered.
"Oh hey Tom! I'm just going out but y/n's upstairs, there's pizza in the fridge if you guys get hungry." She smiled.
"Thank mrs y/l/n." I smiled, walking in whilst she walked out.
"And hey, no funny business young man." She raised her eyebrows at me.
"Don't worry, I'll be on my best behaviour." I laughed.
I think y/n's mum new I liked her so as much as she trusted me, she was cautious about me making a move. Lucky for her, y/n does not like me that way.
I walked up the stairs and opened the door to her room. She didn't even turn her head up, engrossed in whatever she was writing. I decided I would sneak over and see what she was so focused on. I jumped on the bed and snatched the notebook up.
"Hey!" She gasped, eyes widening when she saw it was me. "Oh my god Tom, please give that back."
"What are you hiding love?" I laughed.
"Please. I mean it." She clambered from the bed and ran over to me but I held the book in the air.
"Nope, not until I read it." I narrowed my eyes, intrigued as to why she was so worked up.
"Tom, this isn't funny okay?" She panicked. I ran to her bathroom and locked myself in there.
"Tom! Don't read it, I'm begging you!" She banged on the door.
I let my eyes latch to the words on the page...
I just want him to do unspeakable things to me.
Woah. Who is she talking about? My jaw clenched thinking about her with anyone other than me.
I want him to please me in a way I've never felt pleasure.
I couldn't believe y/n wrote these dirty words.
Why cant Tom just realise I want him more than any man in the world?
Oh my god. This is about me.
"Tom..." she spoke softly through the door.
