THUGGIN TO LOVIN || T.K

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬

"She's a dreamer, and he is her dream."
—
Alexa Sinclair

I don't know how I got roped into this on a Sunday morning.

Tom was getting his wisdom teeth removed, and forced me to come with him and Bill.

We've been waiting for the past forty five minutes, and I can hear him screaming from down the hall.

"How you feeling?" Bill slowly opened the door, going inside, Tom gasped.

"It's my womb roommate!"

"Look doc, and it's my girlfriend. I told you I had one, Lexie, tell him you're my girlfriend." He pulled me forward, I couldn't help but laugh at the state of his face.

He's so swollen.

"He asked me if I had a girlfriend, and I told him all about you." He informed, grinning goofily.

"Yeah, did you?" I placed a hand on his shoulder, he nodded. "I think the exorcised a demon out of me or something."

"What kind of demon?" Bill raised a brow.

"Ion know, shut the FUCK up." Tom brought his arm up, flipping him off.

Bill sat down in the chair, ignoring Tom's attitude. "WOO!" Tom screamed, throwing his head back, he started to harmonize.

"I think they cut my balls off."

"No, they removed your teeth, see?" I picked up a mirror from beside me, his eyes widened in horror seeing his face.

"I look so ugly." He began to wail, poking the sides of his cheeks, Tom gasped again.

"I can't feel my cheeks." His eyes began to water, looking up at me worriedly.

"Just kidding. I don't give a FUCK!" Tom burst out laughing, sticking his tongue out.

"Shh, we have to lower our voices okay?" The dentist whispered, he frowned.

"I told you she has a nice ass right?"

"Don't turn around Lexie, it's my ass okay? All mine, so you can't show the doc." Tom patted his hand against my ass, lightly squeezing.

"Okay..." I took his hand off, placing it in his lap, he sniffled. "You fucking hate me."

"We asked you to remember a word before you went in, do you remember?" Tom's dentist turned in his chair, Tom hummed.

"Was it tits?"

"Ah no, it wasn't."

It was a spaceship.

Tom tapped on his chin, thinking long and hard about it. "Was it Alexandra?"

"Yes Tom, it was Alexandra. Good job." Bill squeezed his leg, he let out another scream.

"I'm getting into HARVARD!!! MOTHERFUCKERS!!"

He's not.