𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 - 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙

𝟏𝟓. ❦

"BE LIKE A MUSEUM, GOT YOU LOOKIN' BOY YOU CAN'T TOUCH"

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Jennifer's POV:

"Promise you won't freak out?"

I frowned. He was really starting to scare me, even though I knew that no matter what he said, nothing could change my opinion of him.

"When I was in Germany, I used to do illegal boxing matches," he finally said, lowering his head as if ashamed. "Shut up, no you weren't." I said, rolling my eyes with a smile.

He looked up at me with a very serious expression. "I swear I'm being deadass right now," he simply said.

I took on a confused expression before turning to him again. "But why?" I asked. He scratched the back of his neck nervously. "I needed money and it just so happened that one of my sponsors was Fred," he said, biting his lower lip nervously.

"God why do I always run into questionable guys," I say, laughing as I look down at the floor. He also laughed softly before turning his attention back to me. "There you know my secret, now it's your turn."

I swallowed nervously, talking about it didn't give me much pleasure as it brought back old memories I wanted to bury for good, but unfortunately he'd been honest with me so I had to do the same.

"When I was younger, maybe fifeteen, I worked weekends at the garage and one day I found myself alone there. Armed men came and robbed the garage, the cars, the money, everything," I say, looking down at my hands.

I sighed and saw that Tom was eagerly awaiting for the rest of my story, so I continued. "I tried to defend myself as best I could, but one of the men knocked me out with the gun," I said, tears welling up in my eyes.

I hated crying in front of anyone, especially the guy I had feelings for. It made me feel weak.

"My father, after that incident, took me to a shooting range to learn how to shoot. He said you have to conquer your fear with fear itself, even if I don't really know what that means," I say, laughing nervously between sobs.

I felt Tom's hand stroking my thigh and turned to meet his worried gaze. He wiped away my tears with his thumbs and tenderly kissed my exposed cheek.

I put my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "You're a strong woman Jenn." he said, stroking my arm.

Just being in his arms felt good. I felt like I was in another dimension, like heaven. Being with him made me forget everything around me and I honestly loved that.

I lifted my head to look him in the eye, "I missed you Tom." I said, seriously. "Me too." he said with a half smile that was just too cute.

I placed a quick kiss on his lips before resting again my head on his shoulder. We stayed like that for maybe ten minutes before I heard a knock on the door.

"Yes?" I shout, not moving a muscle from my comfortable position.

Bill opened the door and as soon as he saw us, he smiled, "I'm glad you guys are cuddling and not fucking, because that would have been really awkward," he said, which made us burst out laughing.

Tom grabbed a pillow from my bed and threw it at him, which sent Bill running to Tom and turned into a brotherly fight.

They hit each other with everything they could find on my bed and it was really hilarious to watch, I admit.

When they saw that I was laughing out loud, they exchanged knowing glances and grabbed pillows to hit me with, doubling my laughter. "You pussies don't even know how to aim," I said, trying to put my hands up to protect myself.

We laughed like that for a while before going downstairs to see how the others were doing.

Georg and Chloe were lying quietly on one of the sofas, while James was chatting with Gustav, John and Oliver. All seemed calm, which was rather reassuring given the evening's events.

Fortunately, my father was away on business collecting car parts in London, which left the house to us.

Tom turned on the music and put on 'I was made for lovin you'  by Kiss. Everyone began to dance, and my brothers got out the booze and passed glasses to the guests.

Tom took me by the hand and led me to the center of the living room to dance with me. He sang the lyrics ' cause girl you were made for me, and girl I was made for you' which made me laugh like a teenage girl.

He put his hands around my waist and pressed our bodies together so that our faces were only inches apart.

He continued to dance with me, looking into my eyes with a seductive smile that made me want to rip off his clothes.

I looked around to see that everyone was dancing around, not paying too much attention to us. Tom brought his mouth close to my ear, "You're incredibly beautiful tonight," he whispered, which made me shiver.

The evening finally came to an end after all that practised dancing, pressed up against Tom.
Everyone decided to go home and I accompanied Tom to his car while everyone else headed for their respective cars, except for Chloe who stayed the night.

He leaned on his car and detailed me from top to bottom, playing with his piercing with his tongue. I felt myself blushing, "Stop it, you're not being discreet." I said with a sarcastic smile. He laughed, "I wasn't trying to be discreet." he said before approaching me slowly.

He took me by the waist and kissed me passionately, earning us "woooo "s from the others.

I detached my face from his and admired his beautiful eyes, which stared back at me with an amused smile. "Good night, Tom," I said with a half smile. He leaned over and kissed my hand, "Good night princess."

He got into his car and gave me one last look before starting off, closely followed by Bill, Georg and Gustav.

I turned towards James's car, which was glaring at me. I raised my eyebrows in challenge and rolled my eyes before going back inside, where Chloe was waiting for me on the doorstep.

I was still angry at James; even though he'd come to save me, he still hadn't apologized.

what a fucking asshole

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