Mutual (A TheSyndicateproject/Tom Cassel)

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A/N: Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this story. I've gotten so much positive feedback for "Mutual" and it's been so amazing. Unfortunately though, this story will soon be coming to an end. I only planned for about 30 or so chapters, depending on how many "Filler" chapters I add in the end. This is the 21st chapter in Mutual :/ In honor of my most successful story nearing it's in. I thought I'd ask you guys what you want to see next. You can leave a comment telling me what you want, but you can also go to this strawpoll http://strawpoll.me/4327679 to choose from my suggestions. Thanks again for all your support. Please enjoy :)

I reached for my phone on the bedside table as it buzzed with another text. Instead fingers caught mine, threading themselves together. I sighed, knowing exactly what was happening.

"No phone. Just sleep" Tom mumbled, nuzzling against the back of my neck.

"It's probably from Mark or Adam. We're supposed to record today" I said, moving his hand out of the way.

"That's not until later. For now you can cuddle with me" I rolled my eyes as Tom tossed an arm over my waist, pulling me against him instead. "Now sleep"

"And if I can't go back to sleep?" I turned, smiling when I saw that he was still half asleep.

"Then just cuddle. You don't need to sleep to cuddle" Tom shook his head.

"Can I at least go talk to Sonja? She's probably up already" I said, reaching up to smooth part of his hair down.

"No" Tom opened one eye to look at me. "We can.."

"You got enough of that while Tucker was picking up Sonja" I covered his mouth with my hand. "Your room isn't even that far from Tucker's"

"Tucker is probably asleep. And if Sonja is up she's playing on her DS" He whined, moving my hand away from his face.

"All the more reason for me to get up and go play DS too" I smiled as he leaned up to kiss me, easily distracting me from my argument. "Can you not. I'm trying to make a point. I can't do that if you're being distracting"

"That's the point" Tom pushed himself up on his elbow, kissing me again.

"Let me check my text and I'll stay here until Mianite?" I said, moving just far enough away that he had to crane his neck a little to look at me.

"Fine" He said sleepily, letting me reach for my phone.

"It'll only take a second" I said, unlocking my phone and tapping on my messages. It was from Ethan.

From: Ethan- Twitter is a mess. Don't check it today.

"Twitter? What's wrong with Twitter?" Tom asked, reading over my shoulder.

"It's nothing. Just the usual nonsense" I lied, moving to place my phone back on the bedside table.

"You're lying" Tom took my phone from my hands before I could put it back into sleep mode.

"Tom just forget it" I sighed, knowing he would go straight for my twitter app.

"Why didn't you tell me" I could hear the hurt in his voice.

A headache was starting to blossom in the back of my head. "I didn't want you to worry about it, it's stupid" I covered my eyes with my arm as the light from the window got too bright.

"Do you have another headache?" Tom asked, sitting my phone on the table again. He touched my cheek, brushing his fingers along my jawline.

"Yes. It hurts" I groaned, pinching my eyes shut.

"You need to see someone about this. You've been getting headaches every few hours" He said quietly, lowering his voice. He and Tucker had quickly figured out that my headaches made loud noise impossible to deal with.

"I'm fine. I always get headaches like this. It's normal" I said, turning so that I could block the light out with his shoulder instead of my arm.

"Could you at least take a break from Team Trinity for a while? It's stressing you out and making the headaches worse" Tom settled back down into his pillow, letting me bury my head in his shoulder.

"I can't right now" I shook my head.

"Ash-" I cut him off.

"Can we please talk about this later?" I asked quietly.

"Sure." Tom nodded. "But now you don't have a reason to get out of bed."

"I guess I don't"