Kidnapped | T.K

T E N

-KIMS POV-

I woke up in one of Toms shirts and his boxers that I stole last night. I felt a weight on my waist and neck, when I opened my eyes I realised that it was Tom, his hand on my waist and head in the crook of my neck.

Memories of our kiss came back into my mind, making me smile and almost giggle but I refrained since Tom was still sleeping.

I realised that I was bursting for the toilet, and Tom was making it extremely hard to leave the bed as his arm was wrapped around my waist, tightening his grip when I tried to move. I decided to swap myself with a pillow.

Quickly. Like a ninja.

I successfully got out of his grip and speedily tiptoed to the bathroom.

"Finally." I sigh, when I sit on the toilet. Thank god for that. I do my business, yada yada, and walk back into Toms room.

"Morning, trouble." I hear him say. "Morning." I smile. "Come here." He says, holding his arms out for me. I climb back in bed and he pulls me ontop of him, so that I'm straddling him. "Well, hello there." I grin at him.

"Oh, why, hello." He smirks, sitting up. "You wanted me?" I say, resting my hands on his chest. "Damn right, I want you." Tom says, pulling me closer to him, so that our faces were inches apart.

Kiss me. Please god! Kiss me.

Tom finally closes the gap between our faces, kissing me. I've never felt like this before about kissing someone, like our lips fit perfectly together. He's the first one, and I like that. I feel like something about him is special.

He starts kissing down my jaw and onto my neck, making me let out a quiet moan. I could feel him smirking on my neck.

"Don't make any marks, I don't want Paris or the others to say anything." I say, breathily. "How else will people know that you're mine?" He says, pulling away.

"Oh, so, I'm yours now?" I ask him. "Yes, yes you are. And you just have to live with that." He replies, playing with my hair. "Well, that does make sense, seeing that you kidnapped me." I say, shrugging.

"Way to puncture a guys heart, Kim." Tom says, fake pouting. "I'm not lying." I say, grinning. "Shh." He shushes me, putting a finger on my lips. I open my mouth and bite his finger. I laugh at his shocked face.

"Why'd you do that?" He asks, laughing with me. "I don't know, I just wanted to see what you'd do." I shrug. "What my reaction satisfactory?" Tom asks. "Oh, yes. Very." I nod, pulling him in for another kiss.

I feel his hands make their way onto my butt. I stop kissing him, raising my eyebrow at him. Tom raises his hands in surrender and kisses me again, this time putting his hands on my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer.

I pulled away, once I was out of breath. "Hi." I smile, putting my forehead against his. "Hi." He smiles back, giving me one last peck.

"I'm hungry." I say, sitting up. "Let's go get some food, then." Tom replies, standing up, carrying me. His hands were under my butt, keeping me up, whilst my arms were still wrapped around his neck.

"Morning, lovebirds." Georg says, seeing us come down the stairs. "Morning!" I smile. Tom puts me down in the kitchen and I see some waffles on the counter. "Get in!" I say, grabbing some, whilst Tom gives me a plate.

"You like waffles?" He asks me. "Love!" I say, with my mouth full. He chuckles at me, getting some for himself. "Pari! Gustav!" I say, walking into the living room. "Kimmy!" Paris says back. "Morning, Kim." Gustav says, sipping on his coffee.

"Wait, I can eat in here, right?" I say, pausing. "Yeah. Just don't make a mess." Georg says, coming in from the kitchen with his own waffles. "Is Bill not up yet?" I ask, sitting down myself. "Nope! He wakes up in the afternoon." Tom chuckles, sitting next to me.

"Oh, well. More waffles for us!" I grin. "Indeed." Georg nods, his mouth full. "Anywho, can me and Paris still go to school?" I ask. I never thought I'd want to be at school, but you never know if you're missing drama!

"Yeah, sure. We can pick you up." Tom agrees. "Sweet! We've only got a couple months left until we graduate. But then, a few months after that we leave for uni." I say, making a sad face at the end. "But, me and Kim got accepted into UCLA!" Paris adds on.

"That's so cool! Both of you?" Gustav says. "Yep!" I grin. "And, we get to room together too!" I add on. "That's so great, guys!" Tom says. "That's wicked!" Georg says. "Thanks guys." I smile.

"I'm gonna get changed. Tom can I borrow some more clothes?" I ask. "Sure, use what you want." He nods. "Thanks!" I smile. "Me too." Paris says, getting up as well.

-TOMS POV-

"We're moving to LA, as soon as they leave for university." I state, as soon as I hear Paris and Kim go up the stairs.

"I'm down." Gustav shrugs. "I'm not! I don't know how you guys are head over heels for girls you just met!" Georg whines.

"You don't get it, they're not just girls. They're literal goddess'. And, besides, they've only just met us, we've know them for quite a while." I roll my eyes. "Whatever, we'll talk about it when Bill's up." Georg says, crossing his arms.

"I still don't like this idea though." He adds on. I just flip him off, and we start talking about something else so Georg won't get his knickers in a twist.