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It's been two years as I'm 17 almost 18 and tom is 20, we still talk like a lot more and have been really flirty.
Tom.
"Yes"
You still remember your promise from 2 years ago right?
"Of course I do, how could I forget about that, if I had to I would wait forever for you.."
Aw your so sweet. I giggle kissing him on the cheek skipping down stairs into my kitchen grabbing snacks then coming back upstairs into my room where tom is sitting on my bed waiting for me to come back.
"Hey cupcake"
Tom, why call me that were not together.
"Ye but we will in about a year, shit I have to go meet bill,Gustav, and george for the concert later tonight"
Oh right I will make sure to come and see you boys perform. I kiss his cheek and let him go on.

It's around 7 and the concert is at 9 so I have to start getting ready now cause it's about 30 minutes away. I throw on a black skirt with a leather jacket on and a Metallica shirt on.

I throw on white sneakers and throw on like a million bracelets on each wrist cause I wanna cover up what no one should see

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I throw on white sneakers and throw on like a million bracelets on each wrist cause I wanna cover up what no one should see. I head on out to the car since I have my permit I drive 30 minutes to the concert. The security already know who I am so they let me in to get first seating in front row while everyone is mad they don't get seating in the front row. During the concert Georg winks at me which I find a little uncomfortable as him staring at me to, tom looks at me confused on why I look uncomfortable and then looks at Georg realising he's making me uncomfortable. Tom walks over to Georg playing guitar trying to make it apart of the concert covering his mike talking to Georg and just telling him to knock it off and leave me alone, he walks back over to where he was standing and does his solo of the song "pain of love" and finishes the song but pulls me up on stage first and having me come back stage with them as he grabs my hand lightly and pulling me by my waist on the stage holding my hand and winking at me as we walk backstage. Others kept looking and staring confused at why he brought me up but the band knew cause I was like toms best friend.
"Can I stay over your place tonight"
Um ye tom why?
"No reason, just wanna get used to it before u turn 18" he winks at me smirking. I look away blushing. I take him with me to my house driving the car letting him take a nap and switch through the music which was very annoying but we made it home and I helped him in as he was very tired. We go upstairs and he lays down on my bed as I take his shoes off and I take mine off and get changed in the bathroom wearing a long sleeve shirt on with shorts, I lay down next to him but not close, he grabs my waist pulling me in grabbing my hands and holding them rubbing them with his thumb and kissing my cheek and my forehead.
"When your 18 I can't wait to go everywhere with you, live with you and get married, I love you so much" he whispers.
I-i love you to but Ur not mine right now tom.
"I know... But I will soon" he says while closing his eyes after staring into mine.

I wake up with tom still laying on the bed, I start to take my makeup off since I forgot to last night, tom wakes up and hugs me from behind while I'm sitting down taking off my makeup having my hands leaning over my head yawning as tom looks confused at my hands and grabs them as I try and take them away, he pushes my sleeve down and sees cuts on them, I start to tear up staring at him, he stands me up and hugs me tight with tears coming down his face.
Why are you crying...
"Because, why are you cutting yourself Y/n, do you not think your enough or something cause trust me you are enough and 100 percent perfect.."
... I don't think I need to talk about it Tom.
" Y/n tell me, please.."
I don't wanna talk about it right now ok tom..
" Ok fine.. I will talk to you later"
Where are you going?
"Home untill u feel comfortable talking to me about why you are doing that to yourself, I just don't want you doing that to yourself.."
Mk I understand..
He grabs my face looking me directly in the eyes and kisses my cheek.

It's been a week and we haven't really talked about the whole situation with my wrists and everything mostly cause I don't wanna talk about it with anybody really, like we text every once in a while but we have been distant and haven't called or anything which is really weird for us knowing we talk everyday but I sure hope this doesn't change the fact of his promise that he said he would keep especially since he said he loved me last weekend after their concert. I get text from bill asking if I am going to there other concert and ofc im going, I would never miss a concert for them. I decide to just throw on something casual cause I don't feel like dressing up, I throw on a long sleeve shirt with a v line and some skinny low waisted jeans, my mom is in Florida so I can't really speak to her or anything, my dad died younger from brain cancer when I was 8 but it was so long ago I hardly even remember. I get in the starting it and driving but my eyes start to dose off and I start swerving and end up in a car crash. I wake up about a year later and it's apparently 3 days before my birthday when I turn 18. I look around and notice bill and tom right there next to me.
"Holy shit Ur awake"tom said excitedly
Um ye what happened?
"You were in a big car crash and we're in a coma for about a year and Ur birthday is in 3 days" bill said.
Oh, how old am I turning?
"18"bill said.
Oh fun.
"Wait do u remember my promise?" Tom asks.
Um yes I think I do, that we would be together on my 18th birthday so that it would be legal for us to be together?
"Yup" he says smiling happy that I'm ok.
Well I wanna go home so get me out of this bed. I get up and fall but tom catches me bringing me to my feet helping me walk, and grabbing my clothes for me to change into.

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