He lifts his hand, slowly tracing his fingers up her arm until they reach her face leaving goosebumps and a warm trail behind. Then he moves just his pinky finger across her cheekbone, dragging along until he pulls the stray strands of hair behind h...
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November 29th
Tommie nudges Matty's foot under the table to get him to look away from the menu and he looks up, raising a brow.
She grins, sliding the white serviette across the table, dimples showing on her cheeks when he smiles brightly at her.
You look so cool x <3
He tears his gaze from her when Adam and George return, Adam sliding into the spare seat by Ross and George onto the opposite side with Matty.
They place the drinks down on the table that they'd gotten from the refill machine and then pick a menu for themselves.
"We've got a month," Matty starts, tucking the little piece of white tissue into his pocket, "Well, just over a month to get this album perfect."
"I think it's pretty good already." Tommie says, chewing on her straw.
"Pretty good isn't perfect, Tommie." Matty says sharply.
She holds her hands up, looking to Ross who sits beside her and shares the same look, "Alright, Jesus."
"Sorry," Matty mumbles, running his hands through his hair and then resting his elbows on the table, "It's just, we have to finish this, and we've got a show next week with no set list yet."
"We have like four songs, I'm sure the set list won't be hard." Adam shrugs, almost flinching when Matty glares at him across the table.
"Actually, Hann, we have eight songs out right now, not including any Drive Like I Do songs old fans might expect. God, maybe if you listened to me once in a while you'd know. Jesus, you fucking ign-"
"Hey," Tommie says, brows furrowed as she kicks him, this time not in a playful manner, but a harsh one that has his knee jerking up to hit the table and the drinks spilling, "We're all stressed, Matt. Ross and I are still working, George is trying to learn the ropes to produce this thing and Adam's still trying to perfect that stupid guitar solo you thought was necessary. But you don't see us snapping at one another."
He remains silent, looking out the window beside him but she presses forward, "Huh? Do you?"
"No."
"Then how about you talk to us a little better?"
"Sorry."
"Don't apologise to me." She gestures across to Adam who, like the other two, have shrunk back into his seat.
Matty sighs, looking at her then slowly across to her cousin, "I'm sorry, Hann."
"It's alright, mate."
"No, it's not, Adam," Tommie says firmly, "Now, why don't you calm down, we'll order food, then go straight back to the studio, yeah?"
He nods, then she follows with her own, "Go on then."
