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The room was blanketed in a tense feeling, Tom walked in with his hands in his pockets, his eyes scanned the room, But isla noticed them skipping over her.
what's wrong with him?
Gustav and George turned to eachover and made a conversation, obviously trying to ease the mood. She watched him walk towards the farthest chair from her and Bill, and fall into it. His face looked like a child's when they get told off.
She didn't even realise how she was staring at Tom, until he looked back at her, without a smile.
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Bill has seen The way that tom was glaring at Isla, As he took her hand and whispered "come over here, Isla" The both of them walked out of the room.
"I'm sorry Isla, i don't know why Toms being so weird- He gets like that sometimes.. Maybe now you can see the reason i'm arguing with him?"
Isla took a moment to think. shitt, Bill doesn't know about yesterday- or why Toms mad at me!
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she said, calmly "You know, Maybe he's just tired after the guitar thing- Can i get a drink.. maybe something strong?"
Bill scrunched his face up.. "how do you know about the guitar solo? and I don't think you need one today- Isla."
for fuck sake Bill- give me a drink.
"I'm fine, Bill.. please?"
He closed his eyes almost in disappointment, as he trailed back into the living room. Isla stood there- Rooted to the spot.
Tom was by the door- He must have been listening. "Hey, tom you okay?" Isla smiled weakly. He didn't return the smile, blankly looking at her, he says "No isla, i don't think you need any more alcohol, you've been drunk for the past few days. And what are you even doing here?"
She had a lot to process given everything Tom had said.. "Bill invited me over, Is that a problem?" Her mind was racing for things to say "I know you don't like Bill right now- But i'm not going to stop being friends with him, Tom"
He looked her dead in the eye, Slamming his phone onto the table beside them, making Isla jump. "I thought we had something- Isla?"
Isla was done with trying to diffuse the situation
"what?? Tom, just because i've been with Bill doesn't mean that we are over or some shit!? why are you being so fucking jealous?!"
She whisper shouted. He looked down, Clenching his jaw, he muttered "Okay then Isla, I believe you"
With that he walked back into the Living room. That conversation was definitely not over yet. She could tell that Both the twins had wanted to say more- but what was stopping them?
A few hours passed, and everyone had been playing xbox, Laughing and talking. Although there very recent argument, Tom was speaking to Isla like normal, they had even exchanged very, suggestive looks from across the room.
Just as the clock read 11:35. Tom disappeared upstairs and returned holding a bright blue bong. The boys all exchanged excitable noises. Isla was happy too- She hadn't had a drink all day, At least now she could get high.
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Gustav and George were first to use it, As Bill turned to Isla saying "I can take you home now Isla, it's getting pretty late." Isla didn't want to go home yet, But she couldn't really say no.
