OTHER HALF || T.K

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟑𝟑

—NOVA POV—

I was on Tom's phone. Laying practically on top of him in bed. As he watched me try out snapchat filters, which he loved for some reason.

He always sends me snaps, of him with the dog filer licking the screen.

"Oh damn, I look sexy." I had hulk filter on.

I moved it to his face, him looking more like an angry hulk. As the video played on.

"Do you like the filter?" I zoomed it in and out of his face. "Filter? I have no filter on."

I rolled my eyes at him, taking the phone back into my hands. I went to his camera roll.

I scrolled all the way up, to the beginning of where it started. Granted, I thought i'd find some concerning things along the way.

But it was all just photos of us, together.

"No fucking way." I gasped, clicking on a video of us from when we were eleven.

Where did this even come from?!

"Nova, give me the ipad back!" Tom ran after me, giggles erupting out of my mouth.

He suddenly disappeared, then it went to me wiggling my eyebrows at the camera.

Something got launched at me.

"You fucking bitch ass hoe ass fucking—"

Then the video got cut off.

We both started bursting out laughing, I scrolled to a different video. We were hidden under the covers, with a flashlight on.

"Oh my shit." Tom looked around, cautiously.

Why do kids love cursing?

"Hey guys, our moms are at the grocery store. And we're hiding from Frankenstein." I started hyperventilating.

"Tom, if I die. You better give me a kiss, like sleeping beauty and save me."

Oh that's not...

"What's sleeping beauty?" He scratched at his head. "Oh my fucking god! You know like nothing! This is why, Emerson beat you at tag during recess!" I thwacked him.

"I friggin hate her! She's going to grow up, and turn into a ugly woman. I swear, she's so mean Nova. She makes me want to die!"

Oh, well.

"I'm going to the next video." I said, scrolling out of that one. My eyes widened.

"Tom, is this sixth grade?" I clicked on it.

"Just kiss!" Everyone on the bus started chanting, as Tom and I sat there in discomfort.

"Kiss kiss kiss kiss!"

This must've been the next day, after that seven minutes in heaven game.

I watched the little kids, on the bus going crazy as he gave me a kiss that lasted for literally a millisecond. Not even a full second.

What the hell is life?

"Well..." He shrugged his shoulders, I saw a text coming in. From Emerson.

"Wanna hang out today?"

Does she not know...

"Oh... I forgot to break up with her."

"You asked me to be your girlfriend, without breaking up with your old one?!" I shouted at him. "I thought, Nate told her." He shrugs again. Not phased, by this whole thing.

Is he serious?!

"Break up with her!" I handed him the phone, he rolled his eyes. I furrowed my brows, seeing him grab my face. He quickly snapped a photo, of us kissing before even things could register.

He sent it.

"No." He followed up, after that photo sent.

Well that's one way to do it....

"That wasn't the most effective way to—" I pointed at his phone.

He tosses his phone out to the side, pulling me in closer by my waist. "She doesn't even know we left the fucking country."

"I didn't think, it was that important. I already told her, I didn't care about her." He mumbled, into my neck. Lathering small kisses.

"I'm mad at you." I pushed him away.

"She hasn't even registered in my mind, like at all. She didn't even say anything, when it was christmas." He whined, trying to take me back into his grip. "You're in, jail. No touching."

"Your daddy is in jail, not me."

My jaw propped open, looking at him in straight utter shock. "That is so not funny!"

"Submit." I watched him, get up. Both of his legs straddling my sides, he lifted my hands up. Placing them on both sides of my head.

"What am I submitting to?!" I panicked. "My love." He squinted, one eye at me.

"Nope!" I squirmed, trying to free out of his grip. "Submit, it's the only way." He presses all his weight onto me, starting to tickle my sides.

"Get off!" I broke out into laughter, my chest heaving up and down.

Sigh, before he started tickling me I found it turning me on. But, okay Tom. Thanks for ruining my horniness.

"Okay! Okay! I submit, I love you! Get off!" I breathed out, not knowing what else to do. I hate tickle wars, and he knows that fully well.

"Yeah, I knew you'd say that." He got off of me, pulling me on top of him instead. Tom wraps his arms around my back, letting me lay on him.

I laid my chin, on his chest. Angling it upwards to look at him, as my legs went up and down.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

Tom copied my movements, licking my tongue.

"Disgusting." I tucked my tongue back into my mouth. He gasped, taking offense.

"You let me lick your puss—"

I slapped a hand over his mouth. "Do not!" I warned, he started licking my palm.

"You are so nasty!" I took my hand off his mouth, wiping it onto his chest.

"I gotta shit." He suddenly got up.

Oh okay.

I subconsciously started following him, without even realizing. He stopped, once he had realized. My body, bumping into his backside.

"Why are you following me?"

"I have to wash my face anyways." I walked inside the bathroom. "While i'm on the shitter?" He scrunches his nose up at me.

"Do your thing, i'm not watching." I grabbed the small, bag of toiletries. I had brought, taking my face wash and moisturizer out.

"And you call me disgusting." Tom pulled his pants down, sitting on the toilet. He watches me intensely, the smell started wafting.

"Never mind, i'm out." I left.

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this is the most random chap of the whole book, i'm just bored.