𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 - 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙

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"DAMN WHY CAN'T WE JUST BE LOVERS
'TIL THE END OF TIME"

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Jennifer's POV:

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed with a massive hangover. As i tried to figure out where I was, I felt a body next to me, which made me open my eyes wide this time.

I discovered Tom, shirtless, sleeping peacefully.

I wonder what Brittany would think, seeing us like this. Just the thought of that made me smile. I sat up and picked up one of the pillows from the bed to throw it over Tom's head.

"OUCH!" he shrieked as he jerked to his feet.

I admired his perfect abs and smiled, then turned back to his angry expression.

"What's your problem?" he said, rubbing his head where I'd hit it.

"You." I replied, getting up.

Tom followed close behind, before getting in the way between me and the bedroom door.

We were only a few inches apart and I could feel his warm breath on my face. He moved a little closer, still without touching me, as if waiting for me to do it first. Suddenly, I felt nausea rising.

"Fuck it, I think I'm going to throw up," I said, holding my mouth with my hand.

"That's not what girls usually tell me when we're this close, but okay." he said with an amused air.

I pushed Tom to the side and ran to what looked like the bathroom and finally puked my guts out.

I felt someone holding my hair, but I didn't pay too much attention and threw up everything left I had in my stomach.

When I'd finished, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and turned back to the person who was just Tom.

"Usually when I hold a girl's hair it's not so she'll throw up," he laughed.

I gave him half a smile, still sitting by the toilet while Tom looked down at me, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"Come on." he said, giving me his hand.

I took his hand and he led me back to his room.

I threw myself back on the bed, stretching out like a star, Tom jumped onto the bed and almost knocked me over like an earthquake.

We both laughed and I turned my head towards him. He was already detailing me, playing with his piercing with his tongue.

"So, tell me what happened last night," I said, sitting back down and running my hands through my hair.

Tom didn't take his eyes off me until he cleared his throat and straightened up to be by my side again.

"I lost sight of you when you left and tried to look everywhere for you. I finally found you on my bedroom floor hitting your best nap so I carried you to the bed." he says, looking at the wall opposite.