~Jom one shots~ The Wanted slash. Tom x Jay

*Jay's P.O.V

<Beep beep beep beep> Argh. I slam my palm on the alarm next to my bed. "DUDE. WHAT. THE. FUCK?" my room mate Max yells. "Sorry man." I say stumbling out of bed untangling the sheets from wrapped round me like a python. *An hour later* I burst through the door of the lecture hall. Great. The logic professor glares at me over his glasses. His wrinkly forehead frowning. I trip over the carpet & sit down. Opening my textbook I make myself comfortable. "Fuck yes!" bursts out the person sitting next to me making me & everyone in hearing distance jump. I look at him in confusion & shock. He stares at his phone. Seeing me staring he winks saying "Guess whoz getting laid tonight?!" in a thick bolton accent his deep brown eyes gleaming. I smile awkwardly & look away. Music pounds. My heart seemed to beat to the music as I downed my fourth drink. "Woah Jay bird. Go easy on the alcohol yh?" Max says. I burst out laughing. A song or two later I was swaying to the music in the crowded dance floor. "Hey! I know you don't I?" says an unmistakeable bolton accent. I turn to see the obnoxious smile. "Oh look it's the narcistic guy in my class! Hey man!" I say. He laughs in my face. I can't remember what happened next but the next minuite we were pressed together on the dancefloor his tounge was down my throat & I was palming the front of his jeans. We break away panting. His lips were red. He has to look up to meet my eyes. He looks at me through his long eyelashes his chocolate coloured eyes shine with lust. I drag him to the 2nd floor where everyone goes to get down & dirty. Locking the door we start making out again I lift him pushing him up against the door. I open my mouth wide accepting him. I touch him. Wow his body is perfect. I've never kissed a man before but he tasted delicious. I loved the feeling of his strong arms around me. He smelled like beer, cigerette smoke, sweat & after shave. No girl I've been with has ever made my mouth water like this guy right here. I atrack his neck biting & sucking on it. "I didn't have time to ask...whats your name, gorgeous?" he moans. "Jay" I murmer onto his neck. "Well, I'm Tom, I love red heads. Oh & I like it rough." he says pulling my head back by my hair kissing me his tounge hitting the back of my throat. I carry him to the bed slamming him down & climbing on top of him rubbing our erections together. * "Wake up & get out" a girl yells pounding on the door. I rub my eyes. My head feels as though a baseball bat took a swing at it. Tom swears & runs a hand through his messed upp hair which made him even more sexier than usual. "Argh! My head...Argh." The cheap white sheets which barely cover his naked body are practically see through giving me a good look at what pounded into me last night. I cross my legs self consciencely. We get dressed in silence. I bend to tie my shoe laces. "Um...Are you straight?" Tom asks hovering over me. Duh I think as I stand. Our lips were mere inches apart. Suddenly my mind goes blank. "Uh... um... yh." I whisper. "Me too." he says. We move closer & closer. His breath hits my lips. I open my mouth & jaw wanting his rough tounge to take over my mouth. "GET OUT!" yells a girl out side the door. We jump apart. Unlocking the door we go our seperate ways. *The next day* I sit down at logic & open my notebook. Don't look for him. Don't look for him. I tell myself. With a thud someone sits next to me. "Oi, Jay. Did you miss me?" asks a Bolton accent. I smile. I did.