|| 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗲 || 𝗧𝗼𝗺 𝗞𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘇 ||
Best friends, ever since they were practically in the womb, both of their moms grew up together. After a couple of faulty marriages, they decided to move both families into one house. They spent their s...
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—TOM POV—
I got awoken from my slumber, someones arms wrapping around my body.
I turned around, thinking it was Nova. I nuzzled my head into her. That's when I suddenly got a whiff of her scent, it smelt good.
Just not Nova's scent.
I opened my eyes, looking at Emerson the moon cascading over her features. She was pretty, just not... my eh.. hah how do I say this?
She's not my type.
"What are you doing in here?" I lifted my head off of her, full on sitting up.
"I couldn't sleep, and I missed you."
"You know I don't like it when, you sleep in my room." Someone who didn't know how Emerson usually, actually acted would say I was being rude. I say, burn the bitch in a ditch.
"You let Nova, sleep in your room." She frowned, twiddling with her thumbs.
"Nova's different." I gritted.
"Different like you're in love with her."
I glared at her, turning the other way. "Baby..." She cooed, cuddling back up with me.
"Let me stay in here." She took an arm, wrapping it around her own body. "Nova told me, you added Nate on snapchat."
I felt all her movements, go to a halt.
"I don't give two shits about you, but Nova cares about Nate. She doesn't deserve that, what the fuck are you doing?"
"I haven't done anything, he's my friend."
"Okay, can I see your phone then?" I requested, knowing what my answer would be.
"No."
"Why, if you're just friends?" I reached into the side pocket, of her pajamas.
"Tom, it's dead anyways." She snatched her phone back, I took it back from her hands hopping off the bed.
I remembered her password, from the first week we started dating. I saw her put it in, then I saw all the guys she talked to.
I never got attached, since then.
I went to Nate's chat, Emerson continuing to try and pry the phone out of my hands. I held it up high, not allowing for her to do anything.
