11 | Don't leave

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Tom stood up and grabbed his boxers on the floor, and he was about to walk out of the room again.

"Tom, wait." I said. I wasn't sure what I wanted to say to him, but I didn't want him to leave.

He didn't answer, but he did like I said - he stopped.

Tom's pov:

I didn't want to leave because I was mad at her. I just wanted to leave because I felt like being alone.

I felt like had hurt her, and that wasn't my intention. I honestly don't even know what my intention was. I just turned off my mind for a few minutes I guess.

She seemed to like it though. I'm not sure how I should feel about any of this.

That's why I wanted to be alone, so I could process all these things in my mind.

I stopped myself from walking out the door, and I turned around to look at her.

"Please don't leave. Can we just talk about this." She said with her sweet and fragile voice. She was lying there, all naked, leaning on her elbows with her tits up in the air.

I didn't answer her. I just put on my boxers and grabbed her thong from the floor. I gave it to her, and as I sat down on the bed, she put her thong back on.

She moved over beside me and she folded her legs up under her.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked her. She was so quiet, I was afraid I had hurt her.

"I think I might have hurt you more." She did hurt me, but she didn't answer my question, so that got me worried. Like I said, it was never my intention to hurt her.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked her again.

She looked at me. "Just a little. I'll manage."

I had hurt her. I felt horrible. What was I even thinking? Of course that would hurt her.

"I'm sorry darling, I never meant to do that."

"It's alright Tom, it's really not that bad."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Tom, I'm really not that hurt, I promise."

She grabbed my hand and braided it in between her fingers.

She looked up at the door. "Tom?"

"Yes?" I wondered what she was thinking.

"Was the door open the whole time?" She started smiling a little.

"Yeah why?" I didn't understand where she was going.

"Because maybe Bill might want to know if I'm still alive." She started laughing.

I had totally forgot about that. Poor Bill must be frightened now... it's actually quite funny.

We were both just lying there laughing. The tension between us was decreasing, which was nice, because I really didn't wanna be fighting, and I also didn't wanna talk about what just happened right now. I just wanted to relax.

She looked at me and used her hand to turn my head towards her. She kissed me. Long and slow.

I loved her kisses. There were always so passionate. I could feel her smiling against my lips.

She moved and sat down on my lap instead. My arms were around her waist.

She pulled away and smiled at me. Her smile was so beautiful.

"Wanna smoke a joint?"

To be honest, I could really use one right now.

"Sure." I smiled back at her.

She leaned over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. She took out my little cigarette box and my lighter. I can't believe she remembered that I always keep them in there.

She opened the box and took out two joints. She put one in my mouth and one in her mouth. She turned hers on, and then she held the tip of our joints together to turn mine on too.

Y/n's POV:

It didn't take long before we were both high. We kept kissing and laughing and smoking and everything was just perfect.

That's when Bill came up. I didn't notice I was half naked, but whatever, it's not like he hadn't seen a pair of boobs before.

He looked at us with a 'what the fuck' look on his face.

That made both Tom and I laugh again.

"Okay, one moment ago, I heard y/n screaming as if she was being killed, and now... now you're just smoking a blunt as if nothing happened?" He was in shock, and Tom and I couldn't stop laughing at how funny he looked when he was in shock.

"Sorry for the noise Bill, you might wanna rent a hotel room for the rest of the day." Tom said, and it just made us both laugh even more.

"You know, I think might go out today actually." He said and left the room. Tom and I kept on laughing at nothing and everything

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